Young Novelist Novels & Stories

Is it just me or this guy was just acting weird like he was nervous about something. While my mom and Aunt Luciana were ordering food, I asked Ace a question. "How old are you, ace?" "I, I'm 21 years" "Really?, I'm just two years older than you" I smiled "That doesn't mean we can't be friends" "You want to be my friend?" he turned to face me. "Of course yeah, I'd love to be your friend, you can also be friends with my cousin, Sofiya." "She's a very crazy person" I chuckled.

After letters or texts he'll put LR. Milo Tomas Young: Light brown hair that is styled in a short messy way, blueish-greenish eyes. He's slightly shorter than Lyle, only coming up to his shoulder. He is an ex-human and used to be the New York Best Seller for four years in a row, his books always having supernaturals in them. He is obsessed with the supernatural, vampires being his favorite. Ever since he was younger, his dream was to meet an actual vampire and try to be turned. Not being a full vampire yet, he doesn't really have a special ability, but he seems to be able to get Lyle to carry him everywhere. He loves his hair being played with, and he used to identify himself as straight, bu

🌹The young billionaire And the industrious girl🌹 Chapter 01. 🌹Somewhere in Seoul🌹 🌹Jennie pov🌹. "Rosa" I called my sister from the kitchen. "Yes" she replied. "Please come" I said and I heard the sound of the door. "I'm here, Jennie, hope no problem?" she asked. "I want to make dinner now and I found out we have no food in the house, I remember I bought a crate of eggs some days ago, I checked the freezer and we have only three left, how did you do it?" I asked.

She touched the edge of the frame with two fingers. That summer had felt endless. She had just turned twenty-two. Fresh out of NYU, still high on the glow of a book deal no one had expected her to land so young. Theo had entered her orbit during that first literary gala. He was older, mysterious, already a ghost in the publishing world. He didn’t write under his name, but everything he touched turned to gold. Or ash. She hadn’t been able to tell which, at first.

She heard her boss announce as she reached the kitchen. "Yippie!" She ran over to the kitchen counter, wagging her invisible tail. "What are you? A puppy?" He chuckled. "Woof," She played along. He laughed. She then noticed the laptop at the table, "You read my novel?" She asked, her eyes sparkled, "How was it?" "Full of cliches and grammatical and spelling errors," He stated. "Oh come on, cliches are life, and it was my first draft, I have yet to edit it," She pouted.

' Just because she's a library Prefect doesn't give her the right to bully me ' Back to Present The book was titled ' Hero ' , for a normal person it sounded Cliche and Boring but not to me. Opening the first page, I was not suprised to see the Dedication, I read it silently and I was amazed to find out that the book was written by a Young Woman of 18. ' So there are Young Writers? ' I asked myself feeling suprised. Almost all the books we read in literature class were written by old Men and Women with some of the Deceased.

Welcome dudes and dudeths! I'm honestly Soo excited to start writing a book of this caliber. Apparently this is my very first Nigerian book, yup very first. I've always had the thought of writing a book that brings awareness to some of the bad things going on in our society today, practically to all teens out there in the world, and how we can change our society at large. I honestly hope my book reaches out to people out there. Some of the things this book is going to surround on would be,

“I don’t think he is a fan. Look at him! He is more like her boyfriend and Ms. Spring must be waiting for him. Go ahead, Sir! Get your girl!” The young lady number two seems to be thrilled, she was even generous enough to show me the way to where is that novelist was. And to my great shock, I could not believe who is Spring Solitaire they were talking about. Is this for real? The novelist he thought was so innocent and had no idea what lust is, was the same woman he saw in the cafeteria, watching p*rn in a public place! And what did he swear when he saw the novelist? Should he preached her about her writings?

He softly intones “Like I said, ancient history. Now let’s talk about something more pleasant. Nova, since you are new to the area, would you like to tell us about yourself?” “There isn’t much to tell. I am a senior in High School, I love to dance and my parents are recently divorced.” I say softly. “Quit being humble!”Sidney laughs. “Nova is an artist and poet , though they are shy about sharing their talents, however I have seen some of Nova’s work while assisting Ms Delucca.”