World Of Writers Novels & Stories

" Oh wow, I remember that I once told you that but you didn't believe me as you claimed that only Adults can do that and not teenagers like us. " " I know and I am sorry about that, but you can't blame me really why because almost all the books we read in literature class are written by old men and women so you can't possibly blame me for thinking that way you know. " " I know, Nowadays the ones who write most are youngsters, while some do it for money some also do it for Passion. " " That's true, do you remember the Korean boy I told you about? " " Is it Yun Woo? The Youngest Writer in the World? "

We do not just publish books, we present you worlds within your world, doors within your mind, from talented authors who sacrifice so much for a moment of your time. This is what we believe in. What we stand for. This will be our legacy. Welcome to Crystal Lake Publishing—Tales from the Darkest Depths

Writers are the only people who know expression, who know how to make the world fun, we have the power to make humans see the world differently, and we do that through expression, that’s all”. That’s when she took a deep breath and her face was full of smiles, she was so bright like she had just relieved something off her chest, like she was free.

Ivana narrowed her eyes at her. "Cause I'm the writer," Arielle shrugged her shoulders. "Writer?" Ivana cocked her head to the side. "Remember I promised to fess up everything, I think it's time, Ivana, I know it's hard to believe what I'm going to say but please be patient, I'll explain everything to you. The truth is this world is the world I created, in short, we're inside my novel," She confessed.

"Now, ask important questions. I'll give you three." David nods again. God waits. "What is this world? Tell me more about it." "Foserense is a world I just finished creating. Its basic physics and rules are similar to the ones followed by your universe with some additions." "What additions?" "Is that your 2nd question?" "Ummm... No?" "Then I won't answer it." "Fudge. Okay, will I get anything when I go down there?" "A gift from me but otherwise nothing." "A gift?" "Is that your third question?"

“Are we characters too?” “Yes, we are and the author is the creator of this world who has put us at places like pieces of puzzle scattered all around the world. Some pieces might fit and some might not fit together, but when they are put in their right places with the right pieces — it creates an art — and it is called complete. That’s exactly what this world is — an assembly of all kinds of people who, when brought together, form an art.” “You make life sound so beautiful. Fictional life is the best life. Real life sucks,” I said.

Padgett's Pov The walk home was long our houses were that far off from each other, what business does a poor lowlife have in living in a place as classic as Adrian's estate, I guess the reality is starting to Dawn on me that, we are from two different world I was the dark while he is the light, I never thought my home from his, it's this far because I never walked home, Cameron would always drop me off before he goes back home and later on we would meet to have little fun but now I want to limit my contact with him but can I stay away because our families are extremely close and mom will not take any excuse, if I decide to cut him off completely maybe I could just avoid him at all cost, he s

She asked softly. "Yes, Aurelia. We are working on it," I answered. I have been thinking of creating a reading platform where readers and writers can collide. New writers get the chance to put their work on the platform, readers read to pay. It's a win-win situation. The writers get a chance to garner early recognition for themselves and the readers get entertained with their intriguing books.

"I mean, I've met with sister Esther's man. When exactly am I meeting yours?" "Ade, so you've joined dad and mom's team right? Pestering me to bring home a man." Her face turned into a small frown. "What do you even know about men and getting married?" "Have you forgotten I'm a writer and I know a lot about these thing?" Ademide retorted and Ben just smiled, she had seen the books her sister wrote. "So, are you trying to make me a character in your book?" Ben asked. Ademide laughed, "No sis, just letting you know, I know a lot about these things." She told her elder sister.

“What I want is a whole new planet--not a country, planet. Where it's just me and my friends and those who are treated like shit by society. And with that, we could live better and we are our own authors--where our books can be published. Where we could be who we want to be and no one will say bullshit. Also: I will put a lot of rules--like the ten commandments--to keep the world a safe place. If bad people can enter, we fight them and kick them out of the world with no mercy, just like almost everybody around us. Why think of building a new world? Because no one is appreciated much unless you do what they want, you know? Or if you already achieved something. They will respect you if you are