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He just smiled, kissed my cheek, and told me the room was always meant to be mine. ​I was working on my next novel now, an idea that had been bouncing around in my head for months. It was completely different from my previous books, feeling much more personal and raw. It was about a woman who had been completely broken down, who had gathered the pieces to rebuild her life, and who had unexpectedly found real love while learning to step out of the shadows. It wasn't my exact life story, but it was close enough that writing each page felt like a relief, like clearing out heavy dust that had been settling in my chest for years. ​I heard footsteps down the hallway, soft and familiar against the

"So, your book entitled 'Two Worlds' how did you come up writing your very first novels which made you famous after a few months?" I smiled and held the microphone properly and looked at the crowded, "It was actually half of my story, I wrote it while I was home alone for my treatment! It was about families and loneliness because my character has no friends. But when she died because of depression she was reincarnated and she lived in a new world where she found love and plenty of friends! That was my dream because I was lonely when I was young. And I never thought that my friend's cousin, will submit it to a book publishing and they love it. The interviewer was asking a lot of questions abo

The word three flew out of his mouth… and Arthur, Lilah, and I yelled 'family' while baby Theodore began to wail. Our faces were a mess, but we still look wonderful in the image because we are happy... FAMILY!. *NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR!. Hi, guys! This is where we say farewell to Cornelia and Arthur love tale. I just want to express that writing this work has been a pleasure. I came up with the novel concept in February 2021, and it simply stayed in my thoughts until I finally decided to put it down since Cornelia kept giving me ideas. 'Hahaha'. This tale teaches the importance of believing in oneself, just as Cornelia believes she will have a miracle pr perhaps she would be given an happy deat

I asked inside my mind. I stretched my mimic muscles forming a dumb smile, trying to find the words to describe my novel, that wouldn't give him any stupid ideas… But, I instantly got tired of making it all too complicated. “It's about revenge. My main character lost his loved one and he kills everyone who was the part of the plot,” I stated, letting it all go. After all, there were a lot of stories like that before. Acting suspicious about the subject of my novel could only make my situation worse.

Allen attempted to snatch the notebook from me, but I slapped his hand before he could even reach my desk. “Don’t make me repeat it again, Allen. I am writing a novel, not a drawing. And if I am to draw someone, it must be another person, not Christoph.” Speaking of which, something came up in my mind. A brilliant one. Instead of drawing an image of him, which was pretty obvious, why not make a novel instead? A story of us. He and I against the world. All I have to do is change our names to make it more obscure.

"Like, really writing. Not just staring at the screen and sighing dramatically." "I don't sigh dramatically." "You absolutely do. It's your thing." She pulled up a chair and sat beside me. "What's this one about?" I hesitated. I hadn't shown anyone my work yet—not the real work, the novel I'd been piecing together for months. It was about a girl who loses everything—her boyfriend, her best friend, her sense of herself—and has to figure out who she is in the wreckage. It was, I realized, not very subtle.

"May you become the weapon I raised you to be." Her plans for a whole century were starting to be implemented, one after another. And it felt so damn good! AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hello my dear readers, I'm sorry I had to take a little break to get some inspirations for my novel in order to serve you better. And I equally wasn't feeling good too. Your support on this novel is what keeps me going. Please do well to send in your gems, comments, everything that will help this novel get to mire audience. I really appreciate you so much.. Again, I would love to know of your opinions on this chapter and the ones to come. So do well to comment. Smiles. ~Mmeso Writes

My plan was simple: Live like a slacker until Travis became a rich, successful CEO. Then sit back and enjoy life as a pampered young lady. During my major course, I was hiding in the back row scrolling on my phone when the original Jennie’s best friend, Linda Lander, texted me and asked if I wanted to join a mixer party. That’s when I remembered. In the original novel, this was the scene where Nancy flirted with three high-quality male leads at a bar. It caused a ripple across the entire storyline.

So, "I begin... it is entirely my idea. I'm going to include it in my novel. Once upon a time, there was a girl who became lost in the dark woods, and then a handsome prince appeared out of nowhere to save her from falling down the hill. He squeezed her so tightly that her heart began to pound furiously. It was love at first sight. But when the girl opens her eyes, she realises it was all a dream." Yona blushed softly. "Okk!!" It was, after all, a fairy tale. Rosi inquired, her face expressionless. "Well, it may be a fairly tale, but for me it was just the best moment in my life after that I got trapped in cage, which was deadly experience of my life." "What? Were you imprisoned? When!! Rosi

If nоt, this is gооdbуе. I tаkе a hugе brеаth. It’s a start. I lооѕеn mу grір оn thе реn аnd рut the book dоwn. At lеаѕt thеrе’ѕ a сhаnсе thаt оnе dау, ѕоmеоnе mіght hеаr mу story. I lооk uр аt thе ceiling fоr a ѕесоnd, and wonder whаt I’ll bе fасіng оut thеrе tоnіght.