Young Adult Novel Word Count Novels & Stories

Hey everyone, this update is to bring some sad news. I will no longer be updating this story here as I feel as an author it is too expensive for the readers. I like making my chapters at least 3k words because I pack a lot into one chapter and I am unable to do that with a word limit of 1500-2k (to keep my chapters affordable I need to keep them between that word count).

I'm planning to open a YT channel for my books, let me know your reviews on them. You must be thinking why I'm typing all this, it's because i cannot publish less then 100 words. Thanks for reading:) Love from author <3

I couldn't get out of my head how great sex felt like and I was burning in desire for him. Hopefully tonight's drinks would take me off it too! (A/N: What are your thoughts about the book so far? Do you think Kaya might go back into the dark woods, back to the alpha?! Please do share your thoughts in the comments! That aside I would like to clarify something with everyone first. Kaya is a high school student but he is 18 years old. I do not allow sexual behaviour between adults and minors in my writing and even if there might be such cases usually those are only indirectly referred to and never put into detail. Kaya is legally an adult in this story!)

Touched as, at last all my hard work is beginning to pay off. The meeting goes on for quite some time. We talk about topics, the book’s content, intended audience, marketing plans and technical aspects such as the book’s dimensions and the kind of paper to select. It all seems tangible now. I do my utmost to stay engaged despite some jargon still being new to me. “For the demographic we’re focusing on late teens to young adults," a marketing team member states while presenting a slide. "Since the feelings in this narrative are quite intense. The message resonates with individuals exploring their sense of self.”

Of course I agreed. This all feels a little weird now, but we're adults. We'll get over it. Agnes and Abby are bonding over boys. Agnes just told us about her and Thorne’s first time–on a hiking trail, no less–and now Abby is telling us stories of her alpha roommates, whom it's obvious she misses a little, even if she's dodging commitment to them. “And then he made me wear the shirt he'd been wearing all day, that he just took off to have sex with me, and all I could smell was him. It was enough to make a girl consider breaking.”

It gave me those sad puppy eyes like, “Hey, don’t forget meeeee...” Fast forward to April 2nd, the day of destiny when I finally dusted off this bad boy and said, “Okay, let’s get weird.” Suddenly, words started flying faster than Juan’s bullets. I was writing like my laptop was on fire, smashing out thousands of words daily, fueled by caffeine, stubbornness, and maybe a little bit of madness. By May? Boom. Over 100,000 words of delicious, messy, mafia madness. (Shakes booty happily).

“Vanessa, you’re seriously a lifesaver. They’re twenty now, so they’re not little kids running around, but I still feel bad just dropping them on you like this. Ryan’s the quiet one, always at the gym getting all athletic and focused. Darius is the loud one with tattoos all over him, thinks he’s God’s gift to women. You’ll spot them right away. They’ll probably keep to themselves and stay out of your way.” I bit down hard on my lower lip and squeezed my thighs even tighter, feeling my pussy give a strong throb just from hearing their names. They are twenty years old. Young, strong bodies full of that wild, nonstop energy. My mind flashed straight to what they must look like naked, hard cocks

"That's why I bought it." "Pink, huh?" Those eyes trace down lower, where the hem of my dress brushes my upper thighs. "Sweet baby pink." I squeeze—squeeze—my legs together. It's like going over the steep drop of a roller coaster. "I lied." I lean up to whisper against his ear. "They are pajamas." There's a harsh rasp in his throat—and then my world tilts. Cain turns my body and jerks me up against him, leaving my tiptoes scraping on the brick, my breasts plumped where they meet his chest. "You eighteen?"

Hi! My name is Paola and I'm an aspiring writer. This book was written by the 16th-year-old me. I decided to upload it here on GoodNovel to see what reactions I could get from readers. I know that the story needs to work in grammar. I wanted to put it out there because gaining readers and seeing what people think of my craft is what inspires me to keep fighting to become a successful writer. This is what I want to be doing for the rest of my life, it is my passion. So, I hope you enjoy what've done so far and any suggestions are greatly appreciated.

Author's note Hi guys i hope your enjoying the book so far i Know there are a few grammatical errors and spelling mistakes in the book please bare with me as this is my first novel and i'm getting a feel for the editing ect. Thank you guys again for following the book and i hope you'll leave a review! DanahLouise x