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Now she had to wait to see if anyone actually cared. "Start the publication," Samuel suggested. "You've been planning it for months. The funding's there. What are you waiting for?" "I don't know. Fear of failure, probably." "You literally just wrote a book. In four months. While dealing with a mate bond and a scandal and everything else. I think you can handle running a website." So Riley launched Pack Truth, an online publication dedicated to pack issues, mate bonds, and stories the mainstream media ignored. The first article she published was an interview with a couple who'd met at sixty, both of them widowed, both convinced they'd never find love again. Their mate bond had been just as po

“I’m building a mirror.” That night, Skye and River sat at the kitchen table going through emails. The Story House was getting attention—more than they’d expected. Local news, podcast invites, donation offers. There was even a request from a major publisher wanting to feature the center in a book about survivor-led spaces. “It’s growing fast,” River said, scrolling through the latest messages. Skye sipped her tea. “Too fast?” He looked at her. “Are you afraid?” “I’m trying not to be.”

“Do you have any idea what you are doing right now” Victor’s voice thundered through the phone as he paced across the length of his bedroom. “I paid you to clean this mess, not to sit there and tell me it is complicated” On the other end, the blogger sighed, his tone cautious. “Sir, the story is already everywhere. Multiple platforms picked it up within hours. Even if I post a counter piece, people will question it. The evidence looks convincing” Victor stopped walking. His grip tightened around the phone. “Convincing” he repeated slowly. “You mean the lies look convincing”

Without you, the readers, I wouldn't have been able to tell their stories. Please feel free to reach out to me through my social media pages. On my Face book page as Maramartha. And on my Instaagram as maramarthaa. While keeping an eye out for Calum’s story: To Seduce My Stepbrother, you can check out my other completed stories; 1. Mr Reluctant Billionaire. 2. Mrs Reluctant Billionaire 3. Erotic Shades Of Passion: a short erotic anthology. (This one is just 42 chapters).

But you can start with the first volume if you want to but all the volumes are sts5nd alones meaning you can start with any volume. So, One year ago on the 24th of June we were so deep in the Lockdown and I made one of the toughest decisions at that time since I'd been scared of getting my stories stolen and I published one of my works on I****t and began writing online. Today is my first Writer's Anniversary, not here on W*****d but generally. Can all readers and Followers celebrate with me.🤩🤩🤩✍️✍️✍️😍. This journey has been amazing. Yes, there were sleepless nights , times where I felt like I should give up and all that but with all the support I got from my readers, family the editoria

Enjoy! I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon. You can send me your short stories for a feature if you feel like it. Thanks for reading. Enjoy!

Well there was only two weeks left for Sam to enjoy her and he was doing that as much as he could. Not that he didn't actually enjoy the class itself as he had indeed been writing for the last couple of years. The only problem was what he was writing was dirty naughty stories, or as most web sites called it; erotic stories. Sam was pretty good at it and at the urging of his then girlfriend Stacey, had submitted some of his books to an eeotic story site named Erotic dom where under the pen name Dirtyfantasies, and had gotten some good reviews.

Having grown up immersing myself in classic literature and physical books rather than typical web novels, I have crafted a story with a unique, atmospheric depth that stands apart from standard romance novels. Years ago, following a major accident that left me in the intensive care unit, my mind was flooded with raw imagination. I promised myself then that if I survived, I would embrace every challenge. Pouring that determination into my work, I became a dedicated professional, and the story I once wrote only for myself is finally out in the world. Through my writing, I am incredibly happy to give my protagonists a brand-new, second life.

"What if you wrote about it? About your background, about what it's really like to date someone wealthy when you come from poverty, about the challenges and the judgment and the way people make assumptions. Tell your own story before someone else tries to tell it for you." She stared at me. "You want me to write about us?" "I want you to write about you. About your experiences, your perspective. Make it real and honest and human instead of letting some gossip columnist make up lies." "That's... actually not a terrible idea." "I think it could be powerful. And it could help other people who are dealing with similar situations." She was quiet for a long moment, considering it. "Where would I p

“That’s rare around here. Everyone else just writes checks.” Adrian laughed. “Yeah, I noticed.” They stepped away from the crowd slightly, finding a quiet pocket near a window that looked over the garden. Eli leaned casually against the wall, swirling his wine. “So, what do you write?” “Articles mostly,” Adrian said, tucking his hands into his pockets. “Some short stories. Nothing glamorous. Magazines, online journals. You wouldn’t know any of them.” “Try me.” Adrian smiled, surprised by the interest. “I like peace and Quiet. Most of my stories are about small things. A town nobody’s heard of. A man who grows trees in his kitchen. Real stuff.”