sell ideas for novels

I’m an international, multiple award-winning author with a passion for the voices in my head. As a singer, songwriter, independent filmmaker and improv teacher and performer, my life has always been about creating and sharing what I create with others. Now that my dream to write for a living is a reality, with over a hundred titles in happy publication and no end in sight, I live in beautiful Prince Edward Island, Canada, with my giant cats, pug overlord and overlady and my Gypsy Vanner gelding, Fynn. ***WORLD'S BEST STORY2014*** Her mom's a witch. Her dad's a demon. And she just wants to be ordinary. I batted at the curl of smoke drifting off the tip of my candle and tried not to sneeze. My heavy velvet cloak fell in oppressive, suffocating folds in the closed space of the ceremony chamber, the cowl trapping the annoying bits of puff I missed. I hated the way my eyes burned and teared, an almost constant distraction. Not that I didn't welcome the distraction, to be honest. Anything to take my mind from what went on around me. Being part of a demon raising is way less exciting than it sounds. Sydlynn Hayle's teen life couldn't be more complicated. Trying to please her coven is all a fantasy while the adventure of starting over in a new town and fending off a bully cheerleader who hates her are just the beginning of her troubles. What to do when delicious football hero Brad Peters--boyfriend of her cheer nemesis--shows interest? If only the darkly yummy witch, Quaid Moromond, didn't make it so difficult for her to focus on fitting in with the normal kids despite her paranormal, witchcraft laced home life. Add to that her crazy grandmother's constant escapes driving her family to the brink and Syd's between a rock and a coven site. Forced to take on power she doesn't want to protect a coven who blames her for everything, only she can save her family's magic. If her family's distrust doesn't destroy her first.

In a world where the chosen one has defeated the demon lord and brought peace to the realm, now 500 years have passed since the demon's defeat. Aetheria, the world, appears peaceful, but is it truly so?

The earth has entered the era of aura recovery, and human beings have started their supernatural awakening! Jiangnan suddenly awakened the strongest stall system. Potion? Detoxification soybeans? Lucky cherries? In short of supply! The world’s top gods, richest men, beautiful school girls, popular anchors, cold goddesses, and peak powers have all come to buy. Jiangnan: “I’m not interested in making billions of dollars! I just want to pit… Uh, my wish is for world peace!” If you like this, please support us through P at reon to read more chapters Pa tre on : https://www.pa tre on.c om/SystemTranslation

Some random stories I come up with to keep my boredom away. Contains original novels and fanfics as well. They may become a novel I'll write if I like them enough or if there is a sudden rush of inspiration that takes over me. If you like one of them comment on it and I may consider writing more about it one day, I am highly sleep deprived so I guess I will someday if i do not commit suicide first.

Reborn in the United States in 1995, with all the web novels he has read in his head. Let's see how he uses online literature to skew America's bestseller rankings and become a popular cultural master like Stan Lee. In the 20th century, what is the largest IP in Hollywood? It's comics and web novels! Netflix? It's nothing without online literature! Disney's CEO later claims.

Alex Carter, a typical college graduate, is shocked to discover that his security guard uniform has the ability to transport him to the past — a past that is devastated by famine, where food and water are highly valued commodities. A single bottle of mineral water from today's world can be traded for gold. Two cans of instant meal packs from today's world can buy him one oiran's favor. Moving between the two world, Alex exchanges mundane supplies for wealth, accumulating riches and power in small increments. These days, becoming the richest person in the world in a year's time — well, that is not such an ask, is it? Back in the old days, consolidating the whole empire in two years — completely normal, isn't it? ________________ Having Exams of my High School....will be updating a lot less .... This novel is solely being updated on webnovel, if you’re reading it somewhere else. Then you may be getting my outdated chapters and are being plagiarized.

Advice of fictions where girls dress as boys. In short, it can be called the Gender bender* category. Also known as crossdress. This is not fiction! Fiction recommendations!! And each one is in the gender bender category!!! I am open to recommendation. You can also submit your own creations.

==WARNING==READ ME== Assalamualaikum Hope this synopsis finds you well. This is not my work. I just copy the translated novels here without so many changes. I just like these novels so I want to share with everyone. You are being reminded that the translated chapters are so terrible. Peace

With a Heaven and Earth Scale, all things can be sold. After Song Ciwan became a Demon Cleaner on the Demon Refining Platform, she discovered this profession suited her very well. When others wash demons, they get tainted by Malice and have their lifespans shortened. But when she washes demons, she can extract the Malice and sell it to the Heaven and Earth Scale. A mere three taels and four qian of Malice can be exchanged for thirty years of Lifespan. With a trade every day, longevity is just around the corner! ...... [She sold a catty of the seven emotions and six desires from a scumbag and obtained the Cultivation Technique, Sutra of Sitting and Forgetting.] [She sold a plate of sour and spicy pork intestines and obtained a Strengthening Pill.] [She sold the remorse of a corrupt official and obtained the Strange Technique, Skin Painting.] [She sold the tears of a miser and obtained the Immortal Technique, Cloud Formation and Rainfall.] [She sold the schemes of a Demon Lord and obtained the Daoist Technique, Scattering Beans into Soldiers.] ......

Blanca Frostine transmigrated into the very beast-world novel she’d been reading. Great. Fantastic. Even better? This world had a massive problem. In this empire, beastmen suffered from a condition called Hysteria. When their emotions spiked, they lost control and turned into rampaging monsters. When their emotions dipped too low, they reverted into small, helpless beast cubs. Therapy existed, technically, in the form of rare energy stones—but there was a catch. The stones only worked if they were hand-carved into the exact animal form of the beastman. The more realistic the sculpture, the stronger the calming effect. The more lifelike the carving, the more times it could be reused. Which was where Blanca’s luck kicked in. In her previous life, she’d been a legendary sculptor—wealthy, talented, and famously difficult to deal with. Her works were so vivid they felt like they were breathing. People waited months just to beg for a commission, and because she had zero patience for nonsense, the art world had crowned her with a fitting title: The Sculptress. So when Blanca realized she could carve energy stones better than anyone in this world, romance was not her first concern. Powerful beast husbands? Fated mates? Tragic, handsome generals with emotional damage? She waved all of it away. “I’ll date later,” she decided calmly. “After I get rich.” And so, instead of a love story, she opened a shop. A small, suspiciously low-effort store suddenly appeared on the Regional Network, selling palm-sized sculptures carved with terrifying realism. Just looking at the screen was enough to calm raging emotions. The empire lost its mind overnight. Orders flooded in. Nobles panicked. The military took notes. Unfortunately, the shop owner was… Lazy, sharp-tongued, and deeply uninterested in customer satisfaction. “No rush orders.” “No refunds.” “Stop messaging me at 3 a.m.” “And stop flirting in the reviews.” Still, her sculptures sold out within seconds. What Blanca didn’t expect was the growing number of powerful beastmen who began appearing in her life—each claiming they just needed emotional treatment, each lingering a little too long, each staring at her hands like they were something far more dangerous than weapons. After all, in an empire full of beasts who lost control when their emotions ran wild, Blanca Frostine was the only one who could calm them with a touch. And while she kept insisting she wasn’t interested in love— Love, unfortunately, seemed very interested in her. “Screw finding a husband,” Blanca thought, carving another masterpiece. “…Why do they keep lining up anyway?”