"I am normal, much like you. I am able to go into children's books and fight the villains. However, they are not normal villains. Angry. Hungry, Bloodthirsty villains. Sometimes the main character is the actual villain. But children don't know that now do they?"

23-year-old Fluorescent Miller was at a children's book store when she learned that she could enter the books. She also learned that the book that they put on the shelves is just a caramel-coated version. The real versions are much more gruesome. Goldilocks? They kill her and put her in the new porridge that they make. Cinderella? The sister that marries the prince has the other sisters and mother served at a later banquet as entrees. The Three Little Pigs? The wolf kills two of the brothers and makes the third one eat them; he then proceeds to rape, kill, and eat the pig. Little Red Riding Hood?  The wolf eats the meat off of her bones and knocks out the hunter to do 'things' to him with her bones. Rapunzel? She was the real witch and lured princes there to grab and her hair and climb to her where she would eat them and make soup for her mother out of their bones. The list goes on and on. Her job is to make sure that the stories themselves remain in control so that they remain safe enough to stay on the shelves. 
But it gets worse. Not only can she go in children's books, but she can also go into adult horror books. She makes sure that the main character doesn't die so the book isn't meaningless. Including books like Slenderman and Annabelle. mainly Stephen King books.
Will she make it?

Euphemia told Lucien all about plays in her world. They would need to recruit a lot of people and it would be a lot of work but Euphemia looked so excited, Lucien wanted to support her.
"So, what do you need first, Lady Euphee?" Lucien asked.
"Hmm . . . a story. I think the first play needs to be written by someone from Aderlan so more people can relate to it. I would have to look for a writer," Euphemia said.
"I can take you to the library," Lucien said and got up.
"No, it's fine. I'm gonna ask around instead. I just want someone who's good at writing stories, not necessarily someone who has his books already in the library. I'll go now. Bye!"
Euphemia left and Lucien was left alone with Hansel. Lucien was dumbfounded. 
"Stop it. I know you're not laughing, Hansel," Lucien said with a glare. 
"Pft! No, Your Grace, I would never laugh at you," Hansel said, obviously holding his laughter. 
Lucien rolled his eyes at his personal aide. 
"I'm not really sure how to help her," Lucien said.
"Did she mention where she's going to hold the play?" Hansel asked.
"I think she has not mentioned that yet. Good thinking! Let's see where we can set up the venue of her play before she beats us to that," Lucien said excitedly.
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Euphemia decided to ask the maids if they had favorite stories or books they liked to read. Unfortunately, several of them did not even know how to read. It made Euphemia sad. The education system in Aderlan favored only the nobles and even noble women could read only a little.
"If I may, Lady Euphemia, I know someone who has written good stories," Helen, the head maid said.
"Have you read them? What are they about?" Euphemia asked.
"I am also unable to read so he would just tell us the stories he had written out loud. The writer is my childhood friend from a fallen noble family. The stories are mostly about forbidden romance with the nobility and the commoners. Sadly, no one published his stories. The nobles do not want to be portrayed as evil or in love with a commoner so they bribed all the publishers to not accept his manuscripts," Helen said.
Euphemia frowned. That was so unfair of them to crush the writer's dreams just because they wanted to preserve their reputation. It reminded her of the rich families she had been acquainted with in her original world.
"Do you know where he is, Helen?" Euphemia asked.
"Yes, Lady Euphemia. If he still lives there, we can try to talk to him. I am just not sure if he will accept your officer. He hates nobles with a passion," Helen said worriedly.
Euphemia smiled. "It will be fine. I'm not a noble. I'm the Saintess from another world."
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Euphemia and Helen went to a poor side of the kingdom. The houses were all rundown. Several of the people were just sitting on the streets too exhausted to move out of hunger. Euphemia wanted to help them but she had not brought enough coins with her. She promised to herself that she would help them one day. 
Helen led Euphemia to an old small house.
"He lives here," Helen said.
Euphemia nodded and knocked on the door. There was no answer. Euphemia knocked again several times but there was still no answer.
"Are you truly close to him?" Euphemia asked Helen.
"When we were children, yes. When I became a maid, I only heard how he's been doing from my other friends," Helen said.
"Then let's hope, he'll forgive us," Euphemia said with a smile and kicked the door.
THUD!
The door did not open. Euphemia kicked it again with greater force.
THUD!!
The door gave away, the hinges were damaged from the force.
"Oh my!" Helen exclaimed.
The house was dark inside but Euphemia could see that there were bottles of wine on the floor, and lots and lots of papers. The manuscripts perhaps.
"Who are you?" A gruff voice came from the darkness.
"It's Helen. I've brought the Holy Saintess with me, Fred. She wanted to meet you," Helen said.
Euphemia noticed that Helen who usually looked emotionless actually looked concerned towards the writer.
The writer came forward. He had dark circles around his eyes, thick beard, and messy blonde hair. The writer glared at them.
"What does the Holy Saintess want with me?" Fred said with disdain.
"I wanted to read your stories. Helen told me you've written good stories. If I like your stories, I will make them into a play and everyone will be able to watch your stories come to life. Even those who cannot read will be able to read your stories," Euphemia said.
Fred glared at her."You must be a trap set by the nobles. I'm not falling for your trap! You're going to execute me!"
"Fred, she's telling the truth! You should listen to her!" Helen said.
Fred smirked at her. "You didn't even go back to this hellhole ever since you became a maid to that Demon Duke. I think you're just like them."
"I shall not allow you to call my fiancé the Demon Duke. If you are to work for me, you will have to respect us. I am offering you a chance, Fred. Let me read your stories and perhaps your stories will finally be known by the people. If you don't take my offer, you'll just die here in this hellhole, your stories buried forever," Euphemia said.
The writer stared at her intensely for a while then turned his back. Euphemia sighed and went towards the broken door. She would have to find someone else.
"Here. Take these," the writer said.
Euphemia looked back. The writer was holding several papers in his hand.
"These are my best ones. I hope you'll like them, Holy Saintess," Fred said.
Euphemia smiled. "I will let you know."
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Euphemia was on a reading frenzy that night. She stayed up to read the several manuscripts given to her. They were really good. The stories were filled with moments of laughter, love, and heartbreak.
There was a knock on the door. Euphemia looked at the door in a daze. What time was it already? She had not slept yet.
"Lady Euphee, the maids have told me that you have not slept yet." It was Lucien's voice.
"Come in," Euphemia said.
Lucien went in. He was wearing silk black pajamas. He went towards her bedside. His eyes went to the papers strewn across Euphemia's bed then to Euphemia who was wearing a nightdress.
"It's past midnight, Lady Euphee," Lucien said gently.
"Sorry. I couldn't stop myself from reading," Euphemia said.
"You can continue reading them tomorrow," Lucien said with a wry smile.
"But I'm almost finished! Ah! I can show you the ones I've already read. Tell me if you like them," Euphemia said excitedly and picked up some of the papers on her bed.
"Lie down. We can read them together," Euphemia said, motioning Lucien to lie down beside her on the bed.
"N-no, I can't! It would be improper. Also, it truly is late already. You should be sleeping, Lady Euphee," Lucien said.
Euphemia chuckled and suddenly pulled Lucien's arm. Lucien's head landed softly on Euphemia's pillow.
"If you don't stay with me, I'll continue on reading until morning. Stay with me for a while and tell me what you think of the stories," Euphemia said.
Lucien could not think of anything else except Euphemia being beside him on the bed. Her body was so close to his. He could smell roses from her hair. It must be the roses from her bath.
Euphemia raised her hand holding the papers in front of their faces while she chatted excitedly what the manuscripts were about. Lucien tried to make some comments about them but he was much too distracted. She was so close to him. If he rolled to his side facing her, he would be able to hug her tight.
An hour later, Euphemia was drained of energy and she eventually fell asleep. Her hand was still holding some papers, her arm on Lucien's chest, her head on Lucien's chest. 
He wasn't sure how Euphemia went to that position but she fell asleep comfortably on his chest. 
Lucien could not get out of her bed without waking her up.
He wasn't sure if he even wanted to get out of her bed.

Why choose the prince when you can have the devilishly handsome villain instead? 

The Saintess from another world dies after protecting the kingdom. Mia thought it was just a tragic reincarnation novel . . . until one day she wakes up to suddenly find that she's become the Saintess of that tragic novel!

Mia will do everything different so she can avoid her doomed fate.

First, she will not choose the male lead, the crown prince.

She'll choose the villain duke as her fiancé instead!

A contract engagement? Check! 
A headstrong female lead that will take the reigns to her fate? Check! 
A handsome Duke that will do anything to protect the girl he loves? Check! 

Excerpt:
"Why do you even want to sleep with me again? It's so strange of you!" Euphemia said.

Lucien took her hand and pressed his lips on the back of her hand.

"It felt very nice. I liked feeling your body against mine. I liked seeing you wake up. I would like to see your face when I sleep and when I wake up." 

Euphemia was shocked. She had not expected Lucien to be this affectionate. She had only prepared herself for an engagement that was like a business transaction. She had not prepared herself for something like this.

What did he even mean by that?

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Ethan Shawn's POV
"Have you published the next part of your story yet?"
I was picking up my bag which was on the floor when Claire asked me about my story. School was over for the day and I was just getting ready to go home when my friend Claire came over and asked me if I published my story yet.
"Oh, Claire, I didn't notice you. Yes, I just published it last week." I smiled at her as I picked up the small pieces of paper which fell from my bag. I throw pieces of paper at the top of my bag when I'm bored, what else am I supposed to do to pass the time? I can't talk to Claire because she's in a different section than me.
"How many reads did it get?" Claire said as she sat on one of the tables and started chewing a gum. Are you even a girl? I mean the way you sit is not lady like, I get that you are one of the tough girls at school but be a bit lady like. Know what? I'm not going to focus on the way she acts, I'm just going to let her be. That's her life anyway, I won't ruin her fun.
"It got to about 5 reads." I replied as I picked up the last piece of paper.
"Only 5?"
"Yeah. By the way, how was it?"
"How was what?"
"My story, how was the new update? Did I do good?"
"Oh, I didn't know that you already updated it."
I was about to put on my bag but I stopped and I looked at Claire. "You didn't know?"
"Well how was I supposed to know if you don't inform your readers that you have already published the next part of your story? Why don't you announce your story anyway?"
"What do you mean?" I asked as I began walking outside the door and Claire followed me. Me and Claire walk home together, even though she is part of a group in school, she still likes walking home with me, she says that the atmosphere with me hits different than that of the atmosphere with her group.
"I mean what I mean dummy. Your stories are great, but they don't have any audience so really they're just going to waste."
"Your point is?"
"What I mean is, you should tell people about your story, you should endorse it. Your story needs to have great audiences."
"I don't think endorse is the right word you are looking for."
"Whatever word it is that I am looking for, I'm pretty sure that it's endorse, so shut up and endorse your stories." Claire said as she spit out the gum she was chewing and started chewing another one. How is her jaw still working?
"Well, that's the thing, I want people to see and read my stories its just, I don't know how."
"Are you even listening to me? I just literally said what you need to do, you need to endorse them!"
"Again, endorse is not the correct term!"
"Endorse them!" Claire kept on forcing that the term endorse is the term she is looking for, it's not! And if you ask me what is the correct term, I don't know it.
"I can't, okay? I'm shy."
"What?" Claire looked at me with this expression, the most annoyed expression in the world is plastered on Claire's face right now.
"I'm shy, I feel like I'm bothering someone whenever I'm promoting my stories. I feel like I'm disturbing people whenever I ask them to read and support my stories. I'm scared." It's true, I don't have the courage to tell people to support and read my story because I'm scared, when I'm about to send a link to my story to someone, I can't seem to send it. Thoughts of me annoying people and asking too much attention comes to my mind, stopping me from sending the link to my stories.
"You're scared?" Claire asked as she kept looking at me.
"Yeah, I'm scared that people will think of me like an attention seeker, I'm scared that people will say that I lack attention that I need to force people to read my stories."
"Well how will your stories be known if you don't even tell them to people?"
"I don't know. I'll just sit around and do nothing, I guess? Hoping that someone famous will read it and give my story a shoutout or something."
Claire just looked at me, again, with the most annoyed look on her face. I can tell that one more word which she doesn't like comes out from my mouth, she'll kill me.
"You do know that there is no way that that will happen to someone, right? And if it will and/or does happen, there's just a small chance that your story is the one story that that famous person is reading. Little to no chance that that will happen." Listening to what Claire said made my heart get broke. I know that that won't happen, but still, I hoped for it to happen one day.
"Well, a guy can dream right?"
"You're right, but if it happens, chances are you are already done with writing."
"Done with writing?"
"Yeah, like when you get old and you have a job. Chances are you already stopped writing and already started working."
I took a moment and gave a thought to what Claire said. Why am I writing again? What's the purpose of writing my stories if no one ever reads them?
I stopped and looked at Claire.
"What's wrong?" Claire asked as she looked back at me.
"What do I need to do to get more readers?"
Claire smiled as she gave me a pat on the back. "That's the spirit! Now, what you need to do is go to every social media platform you know, and start sharing and posting your stories! Readers will come in overnight!"
I took Claire's advice and did what she did. I was hesitant at first, I was scared that people will see me as an attention seeker. It took me 15 minutes to get the courage, but when I got the courage, I posted on every social media I know of.
A few days passed and I checked how many readers I got. I felt my heart being shattered at the sight. The number of my readers stayed the same, well, not the same, I mean I received a few more reads, from 5 reads it went to 9 reads. I'm happy that new people read my story, and I'm thankful for that, but there's something in my heart, like I expected for big numbers, but I didn't get what I expected.
I took deep breathes while I lay down on my bed, thinking if I should keep writing or not. I mean, what's the point in making stories if no one even reads them?
I kept taking deep breathes, trying my best to look on the bright side.
"Why did I start writing? What was the reason why I started writing in the first place?" I asked myself as I stared at the ceiling of my room.
I closed my eyes trying to think why I wrote stories. Minutes passed by and I was still trying to remember the reason why I started writing, then it finally hit me.
I started writing not because I wanted to be famous, I wrote stories not because I wanted to have many readers or something. But I started writing so that I could share my feelings with other people, I started writing because it gave me joy, it made me happy whenever I write stories. I didn't write because I wanted to be famous, but I started writing because I wanted to be happy.
That was the reason why I started writing stories. I stood up from my bed and went toward my desk and started writing stories, not thinking about who will read it. I wrote stories not thinking if someone will see or read it, I didn't think about who or how many people will read my story, I just wrote my story knowing that I'm happy, with or without readers.
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 As the sun was setting and day slowly became night, a boy could be seen wandering the halls of the public library. One couldn't see his face covered by a his giant hood but could always see the shine in his eyes when he read a book. He was always in the library during any given time. It started as a hobby but overtime his visits became more frequent, now this is where he spent most of his days.

  He had read almost every book there was within the five levels of this giant library but he hadn't had enough, he wanted more. He yearned for stories and knowledge it didn't matter what it was, it could be medical books or even books about heroes, he would read everything and absorb every word and book he could get his hands on. Looking for more to read he wandered through the library. He searched for something else to read to sate his  hunger, from shelf to shelf he prowled like a panther stalking his prey not letting a single thing out of his sight.

As he wandered he found a section of the library he hadn't seen before, on the fifth level at the back and darkest part of the library was a section of dusty books. The section he arrived at was called [rejects], each book that was there were determined to have no use or weren't relevant anymore. However to Jun En this was a treasure trove. Why didn't he notice this before?

He quietly sat down on the ground and started grabbing every book from the reject section reading it at a speed that was not humanely possible. He absorbed the information and satires that were there. By the end he had finished reading most of the books in the section. Wondering what else to do he got up to look for more books in the [reject] section. As he searched he found a book hiding at the back of the dark and dusty shelf at the furthest corner of the section, difficult to notice with the naked eye. A glint of a shining dark purple and silver hue slowly shined from the book and at that moment he heard a voice.


"Do you want power?"


What was that…


"Do you want more stories"

"Do you want the freedom to not be shackled by society to be able to just do what you want?"

What the banana was this thing talking about? Sure I like freedom but I just want to stop being so bored, there is nothing interesting in normal life only stories give me sustenance but it's not enough. Besides I still have to take care of my family I'm not sure I have time.

As if knowing what he thought the voice spoke again

"I'll give it to, your life will never be boring again, and you'll have the power to keep your family safe at the same time"


"Do you accept?"


Ho. At that moment despite the largely sketchy origins at the voice hearing the a grin appeared on his face, on one hand this could implicate him negatively, on the other hand if he got involved interesting things may happen. Beyond that he could better protect and help his family. After some consideration Jun En replied.


Give it to me


He felt trapped in his daily life he never could understand why he was so average he wanted more for his family for himself he wanted freedom to move to climb. He wanted stimulation to his boring existence, but  he wanted to be able to protect and support his family in the case his parents couldn't work anymore as well.


He looked at the glint once again, the book hidden behind countless others was now pulsating, with each pulse his heart beat louder and louder.


"Let's make a deal kid"

The sinister voice whispered words that made him grin even more. He reach his hand  to the back of his book shelf.


Let's


The book disappeared the moment he touched it turning into a cloud of dust. The dust made contact with his sin and started seeping into his skin.

His eyes started to change as it became a dark purple hue before changing colours to a silver hue then back to brown.

"Hello contractor you can call me Dev, the devourer"



It was already 6pm the library was almost closing down.

  Ah crap I gotta get back home before my mother nags at me. Jun En ran out of the library weaving through tables and shelfs in order to find the most optimal path out.

"Jun En stop running in the library and even if you are going to do so do so quietly" said the librarian with a smile.



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The librarian's name Abel, he knew Jun En well as he often frequented the library. The boy always came and spend the whole day reading books and stories from sunrise till sun down. While most people played games nowadays Jun En still loved reading more than anything else.

Abel recalled that day when he first met Jun En. He asked why he always set in the middle of a pile of books and read. He never went out with friends nor played games nor even read comics he just read books.


"Because there is a freedom in reading books don't you think?"


That was the response Abel got from boy. The boy wasn't much he had average looks, he stood to 182 cm a little shorter than Abel. Had jet black hair and always came in to the library wearing a hoody some long jogging pants and sneakers. To be honest he had terrible fashion sense.

What fascinated Abel was the child's fascination of books and stories. At first he thought the child was just looking for stories cause he didn't have a strong story of his own seeking power hopelessly.

However the more he watched the more he could that Jun En just loved stories there was nothing to it he wasn't obsessing over power he just loved books and stories.

*sigh* you don't see kids like that anymore. No one understands the true essence of stories or books, nowadays kids just use them for power.


*****


Jun En ran out the main glass door of the Library.

Ok calm down, it's 6:05pm if I run to the flight-way and assuming I make it on time I can get on by give or take 6:10. From there it's a 30 minute ride plus a 15 minute walk back home. I would be back home by 6:55 but if I run I'm sure I can cut that down by 7 minutes.

Jun En kneeled down re-tied his shoelaces and put on his hood. He looked at his watched as the seconds ticked by.


Tick, tick, tick


He launched off dashing as hard as he could weaving through the crowd of moving pedestrians. Left, right and left again he quickly shifted his wait to move faster and cut down the time it takes to turn.
As he ran he saw the stairs upwards to the flight-way. Despite not being special Jun En had decently good eyesight, or so he thought. It was more of a combination of average eyesight and guessing far away signs.

As he ran up the stairs he tried to make up the time to arrival on the sign at the top of the long fight of stairs.


Now that is either an 8 or 3.  So 8 minutes or 3 minutes till the flight train arrives. Well I'm not going to take any chances let's go.

He dashed upwards the stairs with all his strength however despite his burst of speed from the library to the stairs of the flight train station he had horrible stamina.

By the time he was halfway up the stair he was breathing so heavily and panting that people who saw just stared in pity.

Ah crap maybe I should have exercised more often. He saw the flight train arriving and ran even harder. His legs and mussels tensed up and his sweat dripped off his face.


*pant**pant**pant*


I made it yes woooo

He threw his arms in the air, but as his did so the doors to the flight train started too close.

O nononono wait

Jun En dashed towards the train and turned to his side attempting to squeeze himself between the doors.


*dush*


The doors came to a close and Jun En made however his hoody started to show sweat stains and his breathing got heavier.

Ahhhh I did it

He checked his watch 6:11 good enough.

As he stumbled in the flight train completely drained he found a seat next to the window and sat down.

Outside he could see everything the whole city


"Pono" the city known as the city of truth. The city or the whole world had advanced by leaps and bounds in technology. The year was 2155. Flying cars were now a reality however they resembled more of moving ovals with useless circles for wheels more than anything else. The creators wanted to keep the aesthetic of cars and left the "wheels" on.


The flight-train was also another example of this technological advancement. As the name suggest it basically looked like a flying train or a very long subway train moving through the sky like a noodle. Using advanced electromagnetic technology, which essentially allowed the train to move freely in the air within the confines of the city of course.

People no longer depended on gas as they have found a new source of renewable energy, and this was due to stories too.

The discovery of stories had changed the world technological advancements grew and with the world entered a new age. Everything became digital and more complex.

Stories or the new power they granted became the foundation for anything and everything in the world.


Now what were stories, well stories were well stories. It was a mystical power that came out of nowhere. Stories were imbued with power and granted people such power, some became smarter other became stronger, among these stories legendary stories existed as well and came to grant even greater power.

Stories were either earned, created or inherited. Depending on the story the power of a story or the power granted by a story could fit certain situations. Stories of great inventors were passed down to their descendants creating unprecedented technological advancements in travel creating the flight train and flying cars. Other stories led to technological improvements.

This lead to humanity's advancements in basically everything. However with the sudden appearance of the power of stories came the regs. Regs were beings and beasts that not much was known about, they were thought to be driven to destroy humanity and consume everything in their path. Nobody knew where they came from nor their reason, but it seemed as if they were sent to balance the sudden power that humanity was gifted with.

Of course despite that humanity learnt to fight back and harness the power of stories. Cities built walls and forcefields to keep out Regs and sent out teams of tellers to hunt Regs. Tellers were people who had stories which were stronger than the norm and could easily defeat regs.

While stories became more commonplace a new type of unspoken divide took place. As more stories appeared, the variety of abilities or powers one could posses started to increase however this started to cause a divide within society as well. Stories would be deemed as either useful or useless, dividing society to two groups Powers and Zeros. Powers were those deemed to be Useful while Zeros were people with stories which were deemed as useless or less useful to society.

Jun En was the latter of the bunch. Despite this he didn't care while people got more useful stories he remained the same with or without. Of course he did yearn to be like a main protagonist in the countless stories he read, but it was fine. He loved stories as it was and he was okay with his life. However if he ever got the chance to become the protagonist to grow stronger he would still take it. It would much better living his current life.

Much much better.

He always read books and novels, he read everything that he could get his hands on, uninterested in modern life.

Why?

Cause modern life was nothing like those stories, he wasn't the protagonist nor the antagonist, he didn't have a power that made him stand out, he couldn't protect and provide for his family and his story was low tier garbage.

Stories currently ruled the world and granting powers to many and "Tellers" stood on top of this world, however he didn't have a useful story. He came from an an average family, an average home with an average life. He isn’t from a tragic background nor is he from a beautiful beginning. 

Honestly he felt like an extra. 

He wandered through countless libraries and bookstores in search for more stories for something to spark anything in his life until...

 “Come give me your stories, let me consume your stories to sate my hunger and If you are worthy you shall be given my power”

 Well well well something interesting just appeared...

Romance is a very popular genre in Webnovels. The first thing that come to mind when we talk about romance are the CEO novels. Even though we don't want to admit it, they are the mainstream romance stories in the Webnovel website. 

So why do people love romance stories? I hope you find the answer while reading this chapter.

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FattyBai: No worries, was just a bit curious. It's always amazing seeing how the Romance genre basically dominates the site.

Parasection: and CEO stories.

FattyBai: So I was sort of curious what the demographics on the reader's sex were. But yeah, it's a fair assumption to say that the ladies rule the site, lol

WWFire: Readers gender stats r ambiguous, it is manipulatable after all.

FattyBai: Unless there's this hidden group of guys who have been starving for CEO romance novels (which would actually be funny).

Parasection: But the sacred texts.

WWFire: All I see are genderless alien. *derp emoticon*

reinesse ♥: kek.

FattyBai: How do we pull in the female readers in if we can't write a romance story? *cry emoticon*

Parasection: No choice but to write yaoi then.

WWFire: We who read these kind of fantasy novels don't live our lives correctly pal.

CailinMatthews: *ghost hug emoticon*

Parasection: Give in to the demons.

WWFire: That's why we escape reality sometimes. 

FattyBai: It's like being offered a big cake and unable to take a slice.

Zehell2218: I think male reader have their own chance and market.

FattyBai: For sure, but it'd be nice to tap into both sides.

Zehell2218: @FattyBai I think I'll make fantasy romance so I can attract both.

FattyBai: I mean, it's not a bad idea, but how do you split it up? 50% romance/50% dragon ball z?


Parasection: The fuq that sounds like an abomination.

FattyBai: It does.

Zehell2218: @FattyBai No it's 80% romance 20% action. *joy emoticon*

Noveljunky: Besides Romance, what else do females like to read?

Parasection: BL, yaoi, drama.

Zehell2218: Still BL is romance.

Anjeeriku: horror lol.

reinesse ♥: @Noveljunky xianxia I think.

Noveljunky: Mmm.

Zenith: Well, need too write romance...kek

Zehell2218: Do female reader like to read apocalypse novel? Quick question since I will make fantasy romance in apocalypse.

[A/N: Sis, did you forget that you're a girl too?]

Totally Not Nano: nah oof.

FattyBai: @Zehell2218 Aww, man. But then you have to develop characters and write meaningful dialogue.

Zenith: I am probably gonna f*ck up my time trying to make a romance story.

FattyBai: We like blowing stuff up and fighting baddies.

Zehell2218: cmon it will be comedy. *laugh emoticon*

Parasection: The best thing in a novel is character development humor and action romance can be on the side.

Anjeeriku: Romance can be a great sub genre.

Parasection: how does one even write romance? I don't know where to begin with that genre.

FattyBai: I'm a simple guy, I see plot and I drown it in martial arts and manly stuff. Of course, I don't know what feelings are. Can you eat them to increase your cultivation base? *think smart emoticon*

Parasection: I've never experienced romance so i'd fail the moment i'd attempt a story like that.

Zehell2218: Actually, I like to write fighting scene but without romance my reader will kill me. So...yeah I tag it as romance! *joy emoticon*

Parasection: Fight scenes are fun to write.

FattyBai: I'm trying to break through into the "Immortal lonely sperg" phase~

Zehell2218: Very sloooooowww romance.

Anjeeriku: Please no abusive ML @Zehell2218 They're disgusting. idk why women like to read them.

Zehell2218: @Anjeeriku I don't know if girls who read xianxia will read apocalypse novel too.

reinesse ♥: I wanna write a novel like it's not easy to be a man after traveling to the future.

Zehell2218: @Anjeeriku No I won't make abusive ML. @reinesse ♥ same *joy emoticon*

Totally Not Nano: @Anjeeriku *cough* TBWWM *cough*

reinesse ♥: And an actual xianxia novel with reasonable characters.

Zehell2218: But without the romance it's bland.

reinesse ♥: Like characters, especially main character who knows how to adjust because extreme pride is not good.

FattyBai: @Zehell2218 Baby Dragon Truer words have not been spoken, and that scares me.

reinesse ♥: Some villains are really brainless. they can scheme, but they don't have a reasonable reason to do so

Zenith: Kek.

Zehell2218: @Zenith gramps I have idea for fantasy romance lemme tell you after I finish writing and see if it's interesting or not.

Zenith: Get the MC u desire! Yeah @Zehell2218 

FattyBai: I fear becoming a more wholesome and fleshed out human being. Please no development.

Zehell2218: @Zenith It's ok. Just want to see if people will find this good or not. *joy emoticon*

Totally Not Nano: I think there's a formula in getting famous as a writer.

[A/N: Oh? Such formula exist? Teach me Senpai!]

Totally Not Nano: Let's debate about it. *thinking emoticon*

Parasection: The formula is write romance and you're set.

Totally Not Nano: Any genre + xxxxxxx = top 1.

[A/N: Today… I lost faith in humanity.]

Noveljunky: If you stare into the abyss, the abyss stares back.

Moonbirth: Write a lot. Write everyday. Post a lot everyday... write about what readers want to read about.

Anjeeriku: Write a lot. be a slave. Lol


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Elyon knew that "Romance" is not his strong point. He writes a fantasy story with romance, but he can't tell if the romance will be able to attract female readers. Out of curiosity, he asked some of his fellow authors the question "Why do you read romance stories?"

Here are their answers…

Kyosei: Because I am single. 

Reili: To fill my empty void of a love life.

Minrei: Because romance let you feel what is to be loved, plus it is universal you dont need to learn magic or cultivation in order to read.

Bajj: Due to lack of romance irl.

Murakami: I read because I enjoy the friction and conflict between the FL and ML. The insistence vs resistance is naisu.

Qin: I reads romance only for ideas and info.

VlassisBehrakis: I don't read romance novels.

[A/N: Oof I asked the wrong person.]

Elyon then  ̶a̶m̶b̶u̶s̶h̶e̶d̶ asked some readers about their opinion about romance novels.

Yin: I read romance novels because I want that kind of drama to happen to me in real life. But I know it will never happen haha.

A Certain Irresistible Meowlin: I wonder why? And I do read romance novels. Though the chance of me dropping them is also the highest out of all the genres. Every so often I come across a scene that makes me just want to squeal and fangirl. 

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Elyon decided to dig deeper and asked a few of his senior "romance authors" some questions about their reason for writing romance stories.

The first question is… Why did you choose to write Romance Stories?

Anjeeriku: I'm comfortable writing romance stories compared to other genres. I'm a helpless romantic person and I like novels that can invoke other people's feelings.

Bajj: First of all, I like reading romance story. It was the reason why I read books before and reading other genres comes after. All in all, due to these romance fiction books, I got the opportunity to read more great books with different genre.

MishaK: That's what I read, so write that too.

Zehell2218: Because as reader, I want to read romance novel so when I write, I write romance since my motto is I write what I want to read.

Ikazainudin: The easiest genre. Everyone can relate.

End_of_Era: It wasn't a full on Romance, it was slice of life with romance which I feel was necessary with progression of the characters.

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The second question… When you were making your ML and FL, did you imagine yourself as the lead of your story at any given point in time?

Anjeeriku: I would be a liar if I said no. There were instances that I'd put myself in my FL's shoes. Whenever that happens, my writing feels more passionate and truthful that sometimes it was hard to know where my fl starts and where I end. 

Shen Yi, LMD's ML was based on a person I've lost, The One That Got Away so it was sometimes hard not to self-insert whenever there were scenes that need to invoke feelings from readers. 

Bajj: I believe that every character the author was making and breathing life into it, a part of him/her is added to its character. But me imagining of being the ML/FL, never. I'm too pure for that. Kek

MishaK: Yes I did but sometimes. Otherwise you can't infuse emotions in your characters. It is important to understand your characters.

Zehell2218: Yes, I imagine myself as the lead. Of course, I tweak it a bit, such as in age and appearance. But mostly, the characteristics is similar to me.

Ikazainudin: FL and ML character based on what I want to be irl. Yup. I imagine that will be my love story.

End_of_Era: Yes, my leads had some ocassional self insertion.

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The third question… If you were to choose some other genre aside from romance, what would you pick?

Anjeeriku: Fantasy. I always look up to those authors who can write fantasy stories/novels well. I believe writing a fantasy novel is harder than writing romance. 

[A/N: Ahem! 10 points to Griffindor!]

Bajj: Horror/thriller/Action. Read GGGB godamnit! [Good Girl Gone Bad]

MishaK: I am writing a Fantasy romance aside from regular vanilla romance *smile emoticon*

Zehell2218: Fantasy, magical realism, fan fiction.

Ikazainudin: Psychological/horror and maybe children story.

End_of_Era: The new genre I'm writing is fantasy/violent .

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The fourth and final question… If you were to give a message to your beloved readers, what would it be?

Anjeeriku: I'm sorry for not being inconsistent with updates. Y'all know I love you, but a little consideration and patience as I face this rough patch in my life would be very much appreciated.

Bajj: Vote me please :* mass release comes after, deal?

[A/N: Oof!]

MishaK: Be responsible in reviewing the book you are reading. Authors love to listen from their readers. So talk to them.

Zehell2218: Beloved reader, your author here is working hard to provide your daily dose so pliz pretty pliz, read my chapter using paid SS since I don't get even a penny for free SS. 

Tips: use free SS on translation novel. The translator still get money and use paid SS on original novel so we can get a bit money to continue living *wink*

Ikazainudin: I want readers to know, that love, hope and miracles exist. Be open and value each moment of your life like the MC's did.


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Author's Thoughts

Hello Guys! I hope you enjoyed this chapter of WWCG. Personally, I've read a few CEO novels myself. I also read some FL stories like A Slight Smile Is Devastating (Love O2O), Hidden Marriage, Doomed to be Cannon Fodder, Transmigrator meets Reincarnator, A Mistaken Marriage Match: A Generation of Military Counselor, There Is an Angel in That Church (short story), Eight Treasures Trousseau, Grabbing Your Hand, Dragging you Away, A Mistaken Marriage Match: Record of Washed Grievances…

Ai~ there's a few more that I won't add to the list because it will create a wall of text. Well anyways, the reason why I read these stories is to get an idea on "WHY" the ladies love to read them.

Let's just say that it's a unique way to see a world in the eye of a lady (if you are a man of course). When done properly, the execution of the story can capture the hearts of anyone, even male readers. I believe that no matter what gender you are, as long as you find the story interesting then it doesn't matter whether you are a guy or a gal no?

Perhaps, when I'm not too busy to write my stories, I'll once again pick a romance novel to read. Hopefully, I will find another hidden gem that will bring unexpected surprises to anyone who are lucky enough to find them.

P.S I would like to thank my fellow authors, especially my senior romance authors who answered some of my questions regarding romance novels. 

To my senior authors, May the road rise up to meet you. May the wind always be at your back. May the Power Stones shine warm upon your face, and Spirit Stones fall soft upon your fields. (￣▽￣)ノ

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Some authors in chat talked about a book's worth. 

Most agreed that its value depends on the readers' willingness to pay for a novel. And the most selling here in WN are romance and h e n t a i.

Honestly, it is true in a sense that most authors who don't write these two genres or have the general audience receive lesser income to none. However, there are also other genres that are popular.

What saddening is that a story which has no s** will be buried deep in the list of books.

One time, a person told me that he won't read books without s**. I think you understand what I mean.

Sad... 

Those good literary authors will just choose Amazon. I totally agree with that.

But, is that what really makes a book valuable? So, the authors will just resort to writing stories with s**  since most will welcome it.

I feel sad if it is.

I've been reading and watching epic and classic stories like Mary Poppins, The Twelve Kingdoms, Fushigi Yuugi, The Vision of Escaflowne, Star Wars, Anne of Green Gables, Pride and Prejudice, Little Women, and others. 

These are great books but I'm not sure if the new generation is still reading them.

Hoping they are.

So, what is the worth of a writer? Of a person's storyteller's heart and creativity?

Will it just be buried deep in isolation? Will it just be following the flow of readership and abandon its desire to produce good stories?

I disagree. We still love good stories. There are still more readers who love good reads. In fact, these type of stories are more engaging and imploring. Those epic stories won't be called epic if no one reads them anymore. They are classified as such because their worth is beyond trends.

They simply go against the flow and create a tsunami, leaving people awestruck.

That is the type of book I want to write. I prefer to be remembered as an author who writes good stories without compromising the principles I believe.

Don't get me wrong. There are still good books with a bit of those s** things out there that you can read. But they don't focus on those scenes but on the story itself.

I am a person who never follows trends. And I care less what people call me. I will rather be true to myself than to follow the crowd and lose my self-respect.

In my opinion, the worth of a story is not only on the business side but also on how much heart and effort the author gives to his/her books.

To authors: Let us enjoy writing good stories. Let us be proud of what we write for not everyone can be authors. And not all writers can finish a book. The truth, most books here are unfinished.

To readers: Support good books and give the authors that confidence to continue writing good stories. Without your support, the authors might give up. If no one read good stories, then there's no point on writing one. But I believe most readers still love those type of books.
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Inspirational Quotes for Authors:

"I try to create sympathy for my characters, then turn the monsters loose." — Stephen King

"If you can tell stories, create characters, devise incidents, and have sincerity and passion, it doesn't matter a damn how you write." — Somerset Maugham

"Any man who keeps working is not a failure. He may not be a great writer, but if he applies the old-fashioned virtues of hard, constant labor, he'll eventually make some kind of career for himself as writer." — Ray Bradbury

"I have been successful probably because I have always realized that I knew nothing about writing and have merely tried to tell an interesting story entertainingly." — Edgar Rice Burroughs

"The unread story is not a story; it is little black marks on wood pulp. The reader, reading it, makes it live: a live thing, a story." — Ursula K. Le Guin
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Inspirational Quotes for Readers:

"Whenever you read a good book, somewhere in the world a door opens to allow in more light."
–Vera Nazarian

"Make it a rule never to give a child a book you would not read yourself." —George Bernard Shaw

"Great books help you understand, and they help you feel understood." — John Green

"The only important thing in a book is the meaning that it has for you." —W. Somerset Maugham

Books can be dangerous. The best ones should be labeled "This could change your life."
–Helen Exley

Have a good and fruitful day.

😁😁😀😄💖💓💞

I  invite you to read the short diary of my daily struggle as a writer. No clear update but I will try to write every day. Don't expect very long chapters.

Started as an entry for fun and submitted for writing prompt #63: One chapter post but still ongoing.

 Please add tags: #diary #drama #comedy #author #writing

Please read my ongoing story:
The Sorceress' Heir: Blossoming Youth and Power

Opening my emails I found the usual junk that accumulates in my inbox before spotting a feedback email for my story. I opened the email and read away.


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'Hello 'Wang',

I just wanted to send a quick note to say how much I enjoyed your story 'Meeting Bella Swan'. I have read a few stories on Webnovel.com and yours is the first to really captivate me. 

I really liked how the characters got to know each other and interacted together before sleeping together. It appealed to the 'romantic' side of me that even a brief liaison can have a little chemistry and romance, but then again girls like a little romance don't we? ;).

Being a bit of a Twilight fan, I really liked how you portrayed Bella, so down to earth and friendly. It is almost like you know her. Do you know Bella Swan personally? 

Anyway now that I know your writing style I will read some more of your stories and look out for any new ones you write.

Thanks again

Newfangirl.

P.S BTW the sex scenes you wrote were really hot. Let's just say that I enjoyed them - A LOT. Xxx'
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Wow. I had never had an appreciative email like that before. I was so happy that a woman had read my story and liked it. 

I immediately wrote back.


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'Hi Newfangirl,

Thank you for the compliments on my last story. I am always amazed when someone takes time out of their day to write to me about one of my stories. I am really glad you enjoyed it.

I am also pleased that a woman likes my stories. I always write from the male perspective (because that's the only perspective I know!!) and I am glad that my writings can connect with women who may read them.

In answer to your question, no I don't know Bella Swan. I wrote about her as I find her attractive, not only physically, but also her attitude, her bubbly good nature and her wonderful talent as an actor. I only know her from her appearance in 'Twilight Saga' and the interviews she did for the movie. 

I always try to write my stories with a little romance, or at least with the characters having a real connection. I don't know about you, but I always want to have a connection with someone before going further. This must make me a bit of a romantic at heart huh?

This story was a bit of a fill in for me. I was, or actually am, writing another story and I got 'stuck'. I was struggling with it and wanted to clear my head. So I decided to write this story.

I don't know if you would be interested, but would you like to read my new story and let me know what you think of it so far. Please don't feel obligated as you are probably very busy, but if you would like to I can forward it to you to take a look at.

Thank you once again Newfangirl. I look forward to hearing back from you.

Wang (Username - WangShu).

P.S I'm really glad you liked and enjoyed the sex scenes. :)'
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I sent the email off and went about with the rest of my evening. Having a girl email about my stories got my mind racing, wondering what she was like. Of course in my thoughts she was a gorgeous woman, tall, blonde, really sexy. I hadn't had a lot of female attention recently and my mind raced with the possibilities.

Hello readers. My name is Wang. 
This is the story of a Webnovel Author, who participated in a "Writing Contest" which happened to be "A twilight FanFic Writing contest".

Being a big fan of Twilight Saga and the character Bella Swan, the author decides to participate in the contest.

He was not aware that his participation will make his dreams, both good and bad, come true.

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