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If this was how it felt with my clothes still on then what would it feel like with him inside me? Ethan stopped for an instant, but before I could complain he brushed his knuckles against my pussy and then pinched the lips together with two of his fingers with the third pressed to my opening, making me arch my back in pleasure. By now, I was shamelessly drenched. Damn! How could I be drenched when I had never been with this guy before? Girl, you’ve been daydreaming about this day for ages! Remember your first novel? My conscience told me, but I was too far gone to care, or try to stop him…until I remembered that my know-it-all inner voice was right. This was part of my first novel! Ethan was

Chapter 100(whew!!!) The Author's Yap If you've made it here... Hi. First of all, thank you. Seriously, thank you. This is my very first completed novel, and I honestly don't know how to explain what this journey has been like. Before writing this book, I worked as a ghostwriter. My job was simple in comparison. I was given outlines, chapter breakdowns, character directions, and all I had to do was bring someone else's vision to life. It wasn't easy, but there was always a map.

Genuinely. This is my first book. My first story. My first time putting something out there that came from my head and my heart, and honestly? That's terrifying. It's like showing someone your diary, except you've decorated it with dragons and heartbreak and inside jokes that only make sense to you. There are going to be typos. There are going to be plot holes big enough to drive a truck through. There might be sentences that make zero sense on the first read, and characters who change personalities mid-chapter because I hadn't figured them out yet. And you know what? That's okay. Every writer starts somewhere. Every story begins as a messy, chaotic first draft that only its creator truly lo

It was so immense that its shadow swallowed the entire city. The White Book shook violently in Adrian's hands. For the first time... its cover began to crack. Thin lines of silver spread across the ancient binding. The First Reader stared upward in horror. "It has found the Origin." The woman looked at him. "What is the Origin?" He answered without taking his eyes off the sky. "The first story ever imagined." "If that story dies..." "...every story dies with it." A deafening roar rolled across the heavens. The giant hand opened slowly. Inside its palm...

When he lifted his head, his eyes still held a faint red glow that faded as I stared. He spoke aloud this time. His voice was the same one that had entered my mind, rough from centuries of silence. “My name is Drake Cole. I was the first Alpha of these lands. Your royal line locked me here five hundred years ago and told the world I was a mindless beast that needed blood to stay sleeping.” I stared at him. The chains felt heavier. “That is not possible. The First Alpha died. Everyone knows the story. He went mad and the founders put him down to save the packs.”

Hi readers! I just want to take the time to thank you. I hope you have been enjoying reading "Who's The Loser Now?" thus far. This is the first time I'm writing a novel. Honestly, I'm not a reading type of person. I didn't see myself writing an essay for the public to read, let alone a novel. So to be writing my first novel is really something new, yet exciting for me. Shout out to all the authors whose books I've been reading and in turn got inspired to write my own.

There are so few views, now that Goodnovel provided me a platform, but I am more than happy to continue this story and perhaps, make it my first completed novel. So now allow me to talk about the novel itself. I have talked to my editor about it and I came to know that my first few chapters are quite odd. The beginning chapter itself barely had any conversation. Well… To be honest, it can’t be helped since I wrote it on my first attempt in writing. I have no background. No experience. I read. I read. I read a ton. I was very smug about my memory since I could remember all sorts of details from hundreds of chapters back.

Hello readers, First of all I want to say Thank you so much for picking up my book to read and giving your precious time to read my first fiction romantic novel. This is the first time I've written a novel and this novel is very close to my heart. One message which I learned while writing this book I write down here and that is,

He looked up and said, "I think this novel appeared a long time ago." Angelica nodded, "I wrote this when I was pregnant with my first child, and after finishing it, I submitted it to a publishing house." "Before the final draft." Carl did have a sharp perspective on the issue: "Have you ever published before?" Angelica frowned and said, "This is not allowed, I have to make sure the novel doesn't have..." She paused and said, "I posted it on F******K space." Angelica suddenly stood up and said, "That was my first setting and beginning. Back then, I could still type by myself without his help, just on my first F******K!"

And Nina didn't know why her chest was throbbing so violently, she also lost her attention to what she was reading and remembered her last conversation with Argus. But she also immediately erased the suspicion that started building her system and she would still trust Argus no matter what. Soleil's eyes dropped to the book on her lap, and her eyebrows met. "The Moon Goddess and the wolf." Soleil reads the title of the book she is reading. "I didn't know you were fond of that kind of genre, miss Nina." "And guess what, Soleil. The name of the characters here is also familiar. Did you know that the name of the guy here is Hawthorne?"