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My Ceo Daddy Novel

MR. SURGEON IS IN MY ROMANCE NOVEL

Ayaka Yamamoto is more than just an author; she’s a literary sensation. Writing under the alluring pseudonym Ms. Midnight, she has captured the hearts and minds of readers with her intricately woven murder mysteries. Her stories, filled with unexpected twists and heart-stopping suspense, have made her a cornerstone of the genre. But just as she is poised to unleash her latest masterpiece—a thrilling narrative brimming with shadows, betrayal, and bloodshed—Ayaka faces an unanticipated blow: her manuscript is met with cold rejection from her editor. As the stakes rise and the pressure mounts, a surprising revelation emerges. Ayaka’s loyal fans are craving something different—they long for romance! They yearn for tales that spark passion and stir the soul, just as much as they cherish her signature suspense. As discussions with her editor grow increasingly intense, Ayaka reaches a pivotal juncture. With an ultimatum hanging over her, she must wrestle with a daunting choice: incorporate romance into her upcoming novel or risk letting go of the genre she loves. Reluctantly, Ayaka embarks on this new adventure, diving deep into the intricate realm of emotional storytelling. As she explores the complexities of love and longing, one tantalizing question looms: Can she tap into the raw emotions needed to create characters that resonate, or will the beloved legacy of Ms. Midnight slip away, like whispers in the night?
AeoshabelleSkye · 19K Views

Sleeping With My Step Daddy

My head pounded like a drum as I blinked awake. Where the hell— The silk sheets weren't mine. The scent—whiskey, expensive cologne, and something dangerously familiar—wasn't mine either. And the arm slung possessively over my bare waist? Definitely not mine. I froze. Bast—Sebastian Vaughn, my stepfather—lay beside me, his breath warm against my shoulder. His chest rose and fell slowly, his grip tightening, almost as if he were afraid I'd slip away. The soft morning light danced across his skin, highlighting the scar on his collarbone I'd *licked* last night— Oh God. The memories hit me like a freight train: His hand sliding too low at the gala. Me, giggling, drunk off whiskey. The low, gruff sound of his voice—"This is a bad idea, Kai." * before carrying me to bed. And yet, I had let it happen. I had kissed him first. I should've slipped away before things went too far. Should've pretended none of this ever happened. But then, Bast stirred. His arm around me tightened, pulling me closer. "Morning, kid." His voice was rough from sleep—low, dangerous. I swallowed hard. "How much did we…?" He smirked, slow and wicked. "Enough to ruin us." The words wrapped around my chest, constricting. I sat up quickly, the sheet clinging to my chest. "This was a mistake." Bast didn't move. Just stared at me with that maddening calm. "Is that what you're going to call it?" I looked away, refusing to meet his eyes. What else should I call it? He leaned forward, his voice soft yet piercing. "You kissed me first." My heart stuttered. I wanted to argue, to tell him he had pushed me too far, but the truth was... I'd wanted it. "I was drunk." My words came out weak. He stayed quiet for a beat, then slowly shook his head. "You wanted it." I didn't deny it. I couldn't. The truth was that I did want it, but that didn't change how wrong it was. "I'm going to be sick," I muttered, swinging my legs off the bed. But Bast's voice, soft and urgent, stopped me. "Kai… look at me." I hesitated but finally turned to face him. His dark eyes—half-lidded from sleep, filled with something unreadable—pierced through me. There was no regret there. Not in his touch, his voice, or the way he watched me. Only quiet possession. The same way he had looked at me for years. The same way he had tried to get me to see him, to want him. It had started when I was just ten—his smile, his charm, the way he always seemed to know what I needed, before I did. But I never wanted him. Not then. Not now. And yet, here we were. His voice was barely above a whisper. "This doesn't have to be a mistake, Kai." I stood, shaking my head. It already was. But deep down, a part of me knew. This wouldn't be the last time.
Meowly · 768 Views

Worst Novel

"Who are they to reject my novel?" Juro shouted in anger Trying to forget everything like it was never happned, he attempted to sleep. But a loud noise, shattered that effort. While searching for the source of the sound, Juro found a book which was completely covered in a white cover, with nothing written on it. But the moment he opened it, a blinding white light filled his surroundings. However, the book was empty internally. Later, he sat down to eat. But he choked and got startled by a voice. To his astonishment, he saw a girl sitting before him whom he had created in his own novel. That’s when he realized: the mysterious book which he picked had the power to bring his stories into real life. He started writing. But what was he writing? A novel? He didn’t know. He proclaimed himself as the writer of existence. He wrote charecters to do what he wanted. But one the day. A slap . Said him that he had no right to call himself a writer, Then his true journey began. A journey which revealed the true face of harsh world before him. He started writing again to open the eyes of peoples. And in the end he got the answer to a single question: "What is a writer?" And this journey's written form, is what we call the "WORST NOVEL." —— To The Readers —— Inspite of being a newbie in this world i tried to show a life of a writer or rather the origin of a writer. I hope you will find this somehow handy though i wrote it in quite complex ways. Thank You.
NaZrocK_Ehasan · 308 Views

My obsession: The CEO

Ana Smith knows that she is different from others since her childhood. She is not a genius like her sister, but she has this dark side of her that breaks out sometimes, and disaster happens after that, hence she was always asked to stay in the shadows, and so she did. But then at the age of 25, she was killed in a fire along with her grandpa. Not knowing who killed her made her soul restless, the agony of losing the only person she was capable of loving, she prayed hard to god for a miracle, and then she opened her eyes again, just 1 month before the fire. With the new chance at life, she vowed to kill and destroy whoever was involved in killing her and her grandpa. She also took back her grandpa's businesses from her toxic, brainless relatives, then turned the business back to its top position in just months, and in her search, she crossed paths with her childhood obsession. The only person who successfully plotted against her and won, but now that she is back, she will get the score even. Drake Williams is the CEO of the Williams Group. Drake was a cold and ruthless businessman and an unwilling mafia lord. When Ana came back, he was pissed, it took a lot of planning and plotting to replace her with her sister in their engagement agreement between the families and send her packing. The girl was a nightmare according to him, but he knew that the minute his grandfather found out that she was back from her hiding hole, he would do anything to get her to marry me, which he would never allow. Although Ana says she has turned a new leaf and proves to everyone with her skills, he would never believe that. Drake knew the devil in her heart; he saw it. Deake believed that there must be a reason why she is back and when he finds it maybe he could use it to get rid of her permanently. Unknown to them, their destiny was long decided. Will Ana find who killed her? Will Drake find out her secrets? Who is the mastermind behind all this?
Nebula_mist · 577 Views
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