The 100 Book Author Novels & Stories

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.

The one Calvin had helped her write after they agreed he’d receive thirty percent of the earnings. “She has two of her books in the top ten,” Alicia pointed out, a flicker of frustration crossing her face. “One is sitting right at number one and the other?At fucking number eight.” She exhaled sharply, shaking her head. “Do you know how rare this is? Most authors dream of having just one book break into the top ten. She’s got two, and at the same time.” “Emphasis on how early that is.” “How good is this writer? Just how good is she?” Emily picked it up from where Alicia stopped, still scrolling further even after minutes.