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"I won't tell you writing a novel is not an easy job, It is actually easy when you know exactly what you are doing and you like what you are writing." "When you want to write a novel, make sure you do your researches and outline your plot. Plotting is very Important." I added, a little bit delighted they were paying attention "Your story has to begin with an interesting hook, make sure the prologue and first chapter creates a desire to read more, for your readers."

[JANE] “What’s your novel about?” I inquired as I took a sip from my coffee. Luna looked at me for a second before she squinted her eyes and hummed as if she’s trying to recall what her novel is about. Her tongue clicked before she spoke. “My novel is about two people who met in an unexpected situation. One made a bet and the other agreed, one life is at stake. I don’t want to spoil that much because I want you to read it yourself”, she smiled but I was too distracted to smile back. I was once again terrified at the thought that this is somewhat connected to me and Khali. Who is this person in front of me, sipping her coffee, wearing a cheerful and attractive smile on her face?

And as they stepped into the warmth of the great hall, Elias knew that whatever challenges lay ahead, they would face them together, united in their determination to carve out a new beginning in the place they called home. Thank you for taking the time to explore the pages of my debut novel. Your support and interest mean the world to me, and I am deeply grateful for the opportunity to share this story with you. As I embark on this writing journey, your encouragement and feedback inspire me to continue crafting tales that captivate and resonate with readers like you. From the bottom of my heart, thank you for joining me on this adventure, and I hope you find joy and inspiration within the pa

I hated how steadying it felt. I stepped back before I could think too hard about that. "Just — explain. You said you'd seen this before. What did you mean?" "There's a novel," he said. "About a wolf warrior who enrolls at an academy and starts shifting into a black wolf instead of the rare white wolf she was born with. No one can explain it. Not at first." My pulse spiked. "Who wrote it?" "Sophie Miller, I think." The name hit me like a blow to the chest. The world tilted, sound rushing out of my ears until all I could hear was my own heartbeat, deafening.

For the first time, Cathedra had someone who didn't cringe every time she opened her mouth to speak. So this is what having a friend feels like, huh? Cathedra thought to herself. One lunch break, while waiting for Diane underneath the tree, Cathedra was scribbling a draft of her first novel in her notebook. The novel contained the scenes she saw in the storybook, back in her kindergarten days. Since that day at kindergarten, she didn't tell anyone what she saw in the storybooks anymore. The thought of seeing things that other people couldn't still terrified her but she tried hard not to think about it by avoiding any book she can see other than school books and textbooks.

When I started writing this book, I was scared because I wasn't sure people will dig a weak Alpha kind of story, but the feedback I got is just so wow, especially because this is literally the first time of me publishing a book on Goodnovel. The idea of this book came in July 2022 and I didn't know I would actually write it out, or get it signed on Goodnovel, but it just happened, and I'm really grateful to have gotten the opportunity to tell this story on such an amazing platform, and I am also thankful to my readers for being with me in every step of the way and reading this little book of mine.

Was it? A/N: Hey there lovely readers! Here is the next update. The story has just started and there is a lot of twist and turns to come. I hope you guys will like it! I will soon post a updating schedule and since this is my first work on Goodnovel please show some support and love! Thank you so much!

I inquired as I started the car and began to drive. "As you are informed, I am super anxious in the early hours until I show up at the office. And guess what else? They had meticulously orchestrated a terrific surprise to look forward to welcoming me back, and I swear it scared the hell out of me at first! Then I progressed with a new plot line for my forthcoming novel, which had been invariably approved by Lovi and our boss," she enthusiastically tried to share with me. My lips curved into a grin, "That's phenomenal. So, how is your last book coming along?" I questioned.

Darius Begins He started writing on a Saturday, which was arbitrary and not arbitrary — Saturdays in the keep had a slightly different rhythm from the work week, a loosening of the schedule's grip, and he needed that loosening for the kind of writing that required something other than administrative precision. He sat at the study desk with a new notebook — different from Elara's, narrower, with a sturdier cover in the way that he chose things: built for endurance rather than elegance — and he opened it to the first page and wrote: The Account from the Other Side. For Mira, who asked. For Elara, who wrote first. For the record.

But tonight, as the neon stitched the sky and the city’s anthem rattled in every pipe and pylon, Carolina allowed herself—just for a heartbeat—to believe she’d started something that could last. At the very least, she’d given the next wolves a reason to keep running. And that, she thought, was almost enough. End of Book One