Storyteller Books Novels & Stories

“You are pathetic.” Her body flinched at my words, but another wave of shivers covered her arms. “Dirty little doll.” The more I talked, the more her nipples were standing at attention, the more her breathing was getting heavier, the more her hands were gripping the fabric they were tied with. My fingers traced her leg. “I bet you are one of the people who like reading p**n books in public.” I moved to her other leg, gripping her ankle. “I bet you keep a straight face while your panties are getting soaked.”

"Used to be. Gave it up when the stories started costing more than they were worth." That answer carried weight, the kind that invited questions but also warned against them. I set the mug on the low table in front of me and leaned forward slightly. "What kind of stories?" "The kind that get people hurt when they come out wrong. Or when they don't come out at all." I felt a flicker of recognition then, something tugging at the back of my mind like a half-remembered name. "You sound like someone who has been burned by the industry."

A pair of arms wrapped around me, and I instantly settled into the familiar embrace as both of us watched the sun set over our kingdom. I couldn’t help the squeal of delight that escaped my mouth. I had finally completed my book, 1001 Dark Tales. The look on my editor’s face was one of disbelief when I announced I was stopping all other books to focus solely on that one. I guess writing 1001 Dark Tales takes a long time, four years to be exact. Still, I had written enough books with the help of my quill that I had more than a steady income.

Side by side, Christina and I strolled through the gallery, taking in the vibrant artwork. Christina's love and knack for art were off the charts. She had a way of uncovering the hidden tales in each piece from angles no one else seemed to see. "Erick, check out this painting." She gestured towards an oil painting named 'Nirvana', her eyes alight with excitement. "It's a phoenix rising from the ashes, feathers scorched but eyes blazing with hope and strength for what's ahead. It reminds me of you." Her words caught me off guard, and I turned to her.

I grabbed my purse and headed out the door, turning back for my book on the kitchen counter; reading books will forever be my first love. At The Tasty Place Diner I found what might be my new inspiration. He was tall, almost roughed, not too soft. I don’t know what to make of what happened. “Mr. Blackwood,” he had signed my book; who was he? He was light skinned. I usually like men a shade closer to purple. His chest was broad, too broad. Usually my men are slimmer. He had lazy eyes that looked intense just when he needed them to be. Bedroom McDreamy eyes... And he smiled like a humming bird, glorious and slick.

‘Get the others’ The oldest one instructed and the youngest raced off into the hills, unbeknownst to their Father, the four young Lions had been hedging their bets.They had collected Rogues, three other young Lions, and half a dozen Wolves, they were more than a match for the King and his half breed daughter. Aslan sat on a boulder in the warm evening sunshine, his daughter beside him as they talked, well as they mind-linked. She told him everything about her life growing up, explaining that she never knew who she really was until the war.

**Believe in Yourself:** Trust your voice and persevere through challenges. Creating stories is a gratifying yet challenging endeavor that beckons both seasoned authors and those just embarking on their literary journey. For beginners eager to pen their narratives, the vast realm of storytelling may seem daunting, but fear not—the path to crafting compelling tales is paved with valuable advice from experienced authors. As a guide through this labyrinth of words, let's explore a comprehensive array of insights, tips, and encouragement for budding storytellers. ### Embrace the Creative Chaos

Luka's question pulled me back from the edge of thoughts. "Right," I replied. "Anyone who weaves tales with words and imagination is a storyteller." Ivik's gaze flickered at mine, before gesturing to the pile of stories that lay scattered on the carpeted floor. "Let's pick a book then." "Is your service expensive?" Luka asked, and my eyes widened in embarrassment. But Ivik's laugh was warm at the innocent question. "Why do you ask, little man?" "Because I have three books for you to read," Luka explained, his fingers tracing the spines of his treasured stories. "So if one story costs fifty dollars, I'll just pick one book. Mom shouldn't pay too much."

But what happens when one of the adoption sites isn't everything it appears to be? This series includes 3 books so far: The Safe Space (completed), Daddy's Collection (completed), and Teacher's Care (ongoing). All three books have graphic violence, nonconsensual sex, and sexual and physical abuse scenes. 5. Follow me on I*******m under the same name or F******k under Owlonmywrist Author. You’ll find information about the stories that you like, character descriptions, early previews, and my unique sense of humor. Plus, I just love talking to people, so if you just wanna chat, come on over.

* Book 1: Billionaire’s Ex-Wife & His Hidden Babies (Brandon & Sophia’s Story) Book 2: My Mate is a Witch (Caroline’s story) Book 3: The Rejected Luna: Daddy, Where is Mommy? (Calvin’s Story) Book 4: Fated Mates: Love Over Everything (Liara’s Story) Book 5: Mine: His Caged Princess (Tiara’s Story) [Ongoing] Book 6: It Ends With Us, Mate (Colton’s Story)- Upcoming * Stories related to these books. Book 1: Her Unloved Mate (Vince & Crystal’s Story)