Young Novelist Novels & Stories

Jeane Wilson, 26 was the youngest of the Wilson triplets. She was home alone when the loan sharks came. Jeane was busy on her rusty laptop, submitting her romance novel to harleyquinn for the one hundredth time when the kitchen door smashed open. She instantly knew who her intruders were. Afraid, she grabbed a penknife and dashed to the back of her room door.

"Yeah," Winona said. "Rory and I have zero painting skills. We've been learning this whole time..." I glanced at the canvas—let's just say it had "abstract vibes." My mouth twitched. So even the novel's golden girl and future psycho villain had things they totally bombed at. Back in my old life, I was an orphan. Never had a real birthday. This was the first time I got to celebrate one—not alone, but with a family. And for once, I actually knew what happy felt like.

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.

He reached for my hand and kiss my knuckles, I feel my cheeks beet red. "It's nice to finally meet you, you are beautiful as your aunt says." He said, his voice is strong, husky and very man-like. "H-hi? I uhm am Allyssa. Please to meet you uncle Collin" I stutter. "Oh please just call me Collin, uncle making me feels like I am so old." He said grinning. I smile and nod at him. The breakfast went fun, Courtney and Carl are still in their junior year while Calvin is in his senior year like me.

Grisella POV ________ When I was a teenager, my mind was filled with beautiful dreams. The dreams that I enthusiastically want to achieve. The one thing that I was most afraid of in those days was death. My youthful spirit may have faded now. I am not young, Grisella anymore. Grisella Winston, my name sounds simple. I am 24 this year. The more I grow up, the more thirsty for my world. At first, I was a novelist who produced extraordinary works. I have fans everywhere, I make a lot of money, and it allows me to buy whatever I want. This time if I remember, it still feels beautiful

My life was a total cliché. Someone knocked on the door. It better not be Mark, because I'm going to break his nose if he tries to come back. I thought begrudgingly. I flung open the door, ready to release my wrath on whoever stood on the other side. A young guy stood outside of the door holding a huge bouquet of Lilies. "Delivery for Miss Young?" I controlled my emotions and took the flowers off his hands. No need to lash out at this poor unsuspecting teenager. I read the card.

said the old man. I caught my gasping breath and answered in a halting voice. “I-I am so tired! Why am I here? I didn't even do anything wrong. I really am trapped in a strange world! Aaaaaa ...... why is my fate so unlucky? First I entered the world of novels and now in heaven. What is this? What a world! Who created this world? " I said with panic. When An is in panic, a novelist appears nearby. The author says, "You created this world yourself, you created this novel. Aduh, why do I have such a stupid character?

Nova’s stomach twisted into tight, painful knots as she squeezed the crumpled piece of paper in her hand…stolen art,kicked out of school. The words kept running through her head like a bad dream she couldn’t wake up from. At twenty, she had given everything she had to her art…late nights, dried paint under her fingernails, and dreams that were way too big for her tiny dorm room. And now Lila, with her fake, sweet smile, was trying to steal all of it away.

Then again, hadn't Yuhwan mentioned it was his first time too? Though Yuhwan couldn't conceal his utter bewilderment, the heat swirling in his gaze only grew denser as he looked down at the youth. "Jang Haneul… you seem surprisingly experienced with this sort of thing." I just know a lot. I've just never done it in reality. "It's just… those kinds of web novels are really popular lately… In reality, it's my first time. Besides, it's just a dream, so who cares?" "Ha, you're driving me insane."