harlequin writers

"Manon's dream of becoming a bestselling author just took a sharp turn into a real-life thriller! One minute she's battling writer's block, the next, a mysterious, ornate bracelet gifts her with the power to write words that shimmer into reality. But this magic comes with a price: she's plunged into a dangerous mystery surrounding 'Over the Moon,' a stolen fantasy novel rumored to hold powerful secrets. At a glamorous costume party, a crucial chapter of 'Over the Moon' vanishes, and Manon finds herself kidnapped and left for dead. Waking up with cryptic messages and a pounding headache, she's determined to uncover the truth. But things get even more complicated when a masked blonde stranger keeps appearing, his intentions as unclear as his identity. And to make matters worse, she suspects her secret crush, the aloof Robin, might be connected to the theft. Now, high school isn't just about surviving pop quizzes – it's a race against time to recover the stolen chapter, decipher the cryptic messages, and figure out who she can trust. Can Manon master her newfound powers and unravel the mystery of 'Over the Moon' before her own story ends in tragedy? Or will her dream of becoming a writer become a deadly reality?"

Fourth book of my Desire Series. --- Callum Stride an author of many books but yet to upload any of them is an anti-social but social when needed, high schooler that goes through life, one step at a time. The only friend he has is his best friend Chelsea Martin who always gives him a headache. What Callum doesn’t know is that he’s caught the attention of one of the jocks at school who is silently stalking him. A love that starts online between the author of his favourite book Tales of Lore and Lies and himself. What happens when they find each other? Reviews and comments welcomed. Cover art by: the_nerd.artist On Scribblehub & Inkitt

When a young girl goes off on her own, following her new boyfriend blindly. She abandons her three best friends, leaving them behind. But when that same boyfriends cheats on her she returns to the New York streets. Looking for redemption and her lost best friends.

In the world of Althera, fate itself seemed to have chosen its leading actors. Heroes received blessings from the gods, gaining powers that transcended the limits of mortal capability. Regressors returned from the future bearing memories of the world's coming destruction. Reincarnators carried knowledge from their previous lives, creating wonders that should never have existed in that era. Even the Novel Readers who found themselves drawn into this world possessed knowledge of its secrets, its pivotal figures, and the storyline that would determine the fate of the continent. Each of them possessed something that made them extraordinary. Something that granted them an advantage over everyone else. Yet there existed one being who possessed none of those things. His name was Alunaris. He was not a Hero chosen by the gods. Not a Regressor who knew the future. Not a Reincarnator carrying knowledge from another world. Nor was he a Transmigrator who knew the story of this world. Alunaris was the very first being ever born in Althera. Long before the gods forged their kingdoms. Long before dragons ruled the skies. Even before the concepts of magic and fate were known to the world. While others relied on blessings, systems, knowledge of the future, and hidden information, Alunaris possessed nothing but himself. Yet there was one secret that no one knew. If the gods were the creators of the world... Then Alunaris was the Witness who had watched that world come into being. And as countless individuals burdened by fate began their struggle for Althera’s future, they slowly came to realize a terrifying truth. The being they had considered the most ordinary among them all... Was, in reality, the oldest existence, the greatest mystery, and perhaps the one closest to the origin of the world itself.

Welcome to The tortured writers. They are not as perfect as they seem.

THERE are tragic writers who live out in the world they are the Gods tv destined to die again and again tragically forever

The sudden urge to pee overcame me and I told the driver to stop the car,Daddy declined "No dear,I've told you we aren't staying here a minute longer, it's too dangerous." I kept quiet and after a few minutes and I felt my bladder would burst,I threatened to jump out of the car and Daddy told the driver to stop the car, reluctantly. I opened the door of the car with my huge wedding gown trailing behind me and ran out with no exact direction but little did I know that God wanted to save me that day. When I was few metres away,it happened. I heard something like a gun shot and suddenly the two cars which held my parents, husband and parents in law erupted in flames. The force of the explosion threw me across a pillar and my head banged against the pillar. "Mum,Dad,Liam please don't leave me..........." I said and blacked out. Harlequin finds herself in a new world with no memory of her past. How can this fourteen year old orphaned and widowed girl with memory loss survive a strange new world with mafias, secrets and assassins after her life. Can she ever find out who killed her parents and husband? Dimitri,a cold,ruthless CEO and the heir to the Russian Mafia seems to be her only hope but can he be her saviour or her bringer of death. Find out in this interesting and suspense filled story of adventure, action,hot steamy romance and teenage moments.

Writer: "Hello, there." He said to you—reader. "Don't worry. This whole 4th wall-breaking thingy, won't be the main theme of this novel. I promise" he said winking. "And like your first time, it's gonna end real quick." He said holding his laughter. "Anyways, If you are looking for a novel: full of bad parodies, jokes that don't land quite right, and gore scenes that might make you question the author's sanity. And of course, without forgetting to mention, a bunch of Jojo-like characters, meaning: Hot, and beefy dudes—by the way, I'm one of them.—that will make you question your sexuality, I can assure you that. And all of it covered with cringe; and when I say cringe, I meant it, a lot of it. If you are looking for that, and somehow, wasn't locked up in an asylum yet. Oh, boy! Do I have a novel for you? Oh! I almost forget to say; so I'm gonna say it now, for some reason, the author of this "thing" decided to only introduce me—the main character—in the story later on. So it gonna take some time for your boy here, to show up. But don't worry, I will show up—inevitably, at some point, I think. And one more thing, my name is Writer and the author calls himself Author; so if it gets confusing in the future, blame that uncreative pile of garbage, not me."

"literature is more important than many think"- the head of L.A

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