Submission Stories Novels & Stories

You all are wonderful and I’ve missed you guys! And before I finish up I want to send a special THANK YOU shout out everyone that submitted a bad date story in the last two months. I know it’s not easy to write about such a topic, but I received some truly fantastic and entertaining submissions—more than I was able to post, so I want to thank you all!

I’ll be counting on your continued support there too, because every story is more beautiful when shared with readers like you. Also, I’d like to remind you about the COMPETITION I mentioned earlier, coming up on the 23rd of September. Your votes will mean the world to me, and I’ll be posting more updates about it on my F******k page and the MJ Stories account. Please don’t forget—I truly need you by my side for this. Thank you once again for being part of this journey with me. Truly, without you, there would be no story. ❤️ With love and gratitude,

His hands venture over her curved body, exploring. They pull apart and open their eyes. They stare at each other, deep into each other's eyes. Hussaini's full of wonder and love, Nafisa's full of curiosity and passion. No words are spoken but a story worthy of them is communicated. He leans in a softly kisses up and down her neck. She lets out little whimpers of anticipation. He works his way back to her tender, smooth lips. As they kiss she rolls him over and lies on top of his strong, muscular body.

All she does is paint, train, and pottery ever since she split off from her parents. "No! I mean, yes! Romeo, I want to be with Oliver. Please! Why can't you understand?" I asked frustrated. "Addie, I love you. Why can't you see that?" he asked. "I know," I grunted pushing past him. "If I may," Vidalia spoke up again. "What's stopping you from accepting Romeo as your mate? You're carrying his pup and your actual mate, Lawrence is running for his life. Not to mention, your true mate, Oliver if I understand it well, has accepted your rejection. I'm certain he knows that you're not carrying his pup by now," Vidalia explained.

He just hoped that this was the start of something new, not the end of a potential good relationship… THE END AUTHOR'S NOTE. Hello lovelies. I trust you guys are doing great. So, I decided to finally start this project after putting it off for a year now. This is like a collection of my readers' suggestions and stories. You tell me what you want as the next story, and I write the prompt of the lucky person. So far, I have 20 prompts from my readers from platforms, 19 when you exclude the already uploaded one. Updates for this series will be twice or thrice a week, with a full upload of a story, not chapter-by-chapter updates, depending on my school schedules.

They went out for coffee, and as luck would have it, Stella recommended Steph for a job at her workstation. In her office at Legacy, Steph was browsing the internet to get updates on the latest news. She had subscribed to Paraiso Daily, a digital news outlet that reported about the happenings in Paraiso. She searched their page and read that there were signs of a volcano eruption on Mt. Kilis. Suddenly she didn’t feel sleepy anymore. She was alert as she read through the two minutes’ article. Much hadn’t been said, but she knew that such a story would be a good one for Legacy. She left her office hurriedly and went to Stella’s. She was going to ask her to assign the story to her.

You all can check it out here on the app if you want to read more stories from me! Thanks again! Love you all ❤️ ~S.Y

I'm excited about everything, and this is all because of YOU! I can't believe my debut novel is doing this great (*ugly crying in my room). I'm still learning, and I hope I'll do better and better at creating stories. Your help is most appreciated! Thank you!! Note: Do you want to see the visuals of this story? Follow our Ins-tagramm account: @sagastories.id. By the way, this story is available as a comic/w*****n. Just look for the same title "The Alpha's Replacement Bride" on W e b t o on app.

Though we understand that there has been a recent unfortunate event at your pack, we hope that it. I slammed my fist against the table so hard that I upset a cup of water. An unfortunate occurrence, that was these bastards were referring to Madison's death as. I guess they all felt that Madison was gone and life had to go on. In a twisted way, that way of thinking was hard. It was so damn hard. I glanced through some of the emails and they tended to follow the path of the previous one. There were Alphas wanting to schedule appointments at the shortest possible time, no doubt to see if we could come to an arrangement that would be beneficial to them.