Character Backlog
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Characters are fun to create. We create them too often. They have lives, backstories, and personalities. The list is building and building, accumulating. There are too many characters that deserve a book, yet we don't have time. Those characters land here.
In the Character Backlog.
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Yours Truly Ever And After
The gates neared, and I exhaled, ready to step into safety. Then my door was wrenched open. A hand-cold, certain-dragged me out before I could speak. Tom Riddle. My driver, blank-eyed, turned the wheel and drove away under his spell. My car, my escape, vanished, leaving me caged in his shadow. "Leave me, Tom!" I spat, trying to twist free. He only drew me closer, his arms like iron. "No. I'm enjoying this far too much." His voice was low, threaded with amusement and hunger. "What's wrong with you? Why are you back in my life?" "My problem is you," he hissed. "Without you, I suffocate. With you ignoring me, I want to kill. And tonight-laughing with Slovaski, dancing-what did you want to prove?" Anger flared hot. "So what if I laughed with him? Who are you to judge me?" His grip crushed tighter. "I am the one who decides, because you are mine. Bound to me until eternity. Not even death will take you." "I am not yours," I snapped. "Not now, not ever. I would never bind myself to a monster who lost his humanity long ago. Stay away from me." For a breath, silence. Then his mouth crashed onto mine, fierce, brutal, a kiss that scarred. I fought, nails scraping, but he devoured me, pulling back only to whisper, ragged, "You are mine." His teeth sank into my neck; a broken gasp escaped me. He soothed the bite with soft, mocking kisses. At last, he stepped away, triumphant, eyes gleaming. "This is proof," he murmured. "Your body knows who it belongs to." Sliding into his car, he left me standing in the gravel, shaking with fury, his mark burning into my skin.
The Volition
When you reach a certain age, you expect milestones to pile on top of each other. It's suppose to be extraordinary but that's fantasy. Real life, people don't just get everything and sometimes when they do get everything it's not what they needed at all. So what's better? To have it all? Or to have nothing but a dream?Complete
Trapped in my Worst Novel
Protagonists, the most important characters in stories. They're the ones that are supposed to save the world and be a symbol of hope for humanity, the ones that can defeat anything in their way if they want to, the ones whom the reader wants to win and succeed... ...Well atleast thats how a good heroic protagonist should be. I wrote three novels after dropping out of college at 20 years old. My first novel was a disaster, boring characters, recycled plot, and a protagonist so rude even I wanted to punch them. The next two? Absolutely amazing and really well-liked. I was ready to quit writing for good when i suddenly got hit by a car and woke up in someone else's body, someone i don't recognize at all, who goes to the exact same school from my first novel. Yeah. That happened, i'm screwed. Great. Now I'm stuck in a world full of arrogant, clueless students. Why couldn't i have entered one of my better stories?! And if that's not enough, the soul of this body won't stop yelling at me to "give their body back", as if i could do that, while a tiny version of them sits on my left shoulder and a tiny version of my 19 year old self from my past life rides the right shoulder. What even is happening anymore? Sigh...
Follow You (Second Chances Series Book 3)
***Complete***Book 3 in a series involving the same group of friends** Andrew Miller had a difficult upbringing and as a result his friends are his family. He worked hard to build a life for himself and wants nothing more than to find someone to share it with. He's been unlucky in love so far and just when he decides to stop trying to find the perfect woman in walks Abigail Anderson. Abigail is beautiful, talented, smart and funny. She too has a complicated past and prefers her independence and freedom. She travels all over the world and loves everything about her life. At least that's what she tells herself. One night together will forever change both of lives in ways they never could of imagined. They'll need each other to survive but will Andrew be able to convince Abigail that sharing your life with someone isn't all bad or will Abigail go back to her life of solitude? Will Abigail and Andrew get a second chance at happiness or is the pain too much to bare?Complete
LATM-MT - Above The Multiverse (Book 1)
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Cowboy's Little Darling - Besotted Hero
Main couple: Hailey and Cole No cheating. Instalove. Mine. Alpha. Caveman. Presence of OW/OM. Celibate. Besotted hero. Besotted man. Smitten. Happy ending for the main couple. Innocent, cute heroine. Virgin. Chapters: 20-25 chapters with epilogues. Hailey has been sheltered almost all her life because her mom had feared so much for her safety she never allowed any trips unless it was together with her. She had always warned Hailey about the evil of men and how they could harm young ladies like her. Hailey had feared so much that she decided to never wander outside of the safety of their house and unfortunately, she never made any friends and had never experienced anything either. People in her city were always widely curious about her life and some boys had actually tried to invite her out on dates, to the horror of her mother. She didn't know what happened to them because her mom didn't accept any invitations and she never talked with any of them either. Now at 23, tragedy had arrived in her life. Her mom had passed away from a stroke and she had no one to rely on but an untie that mom had said she should seek in case something happened. She needed to travel alone to her mom auntie's home, without any sort of companion. She didn't dare accept anyone who offered to help her because mom had said she should trust just her auntie and anyone else. She didn't know if bad men would try to snatch her again and her only desire was to find a safe place she could live her pacific life, the way she did when her mom was alive.
All I Know
Sometimes love is more about the learning curves than the fairytale "Happily Ever After". Because often the world shows us how unkind it can be, how the notion of "good things happen to bad people' actually breathes true. Good people are often the ones with the most scars and disappointments but even with those battle wounds, they are still willing to pursue love. Sometimes it is the people that have been hurt the most, who love the hardest and are intentional in their love. So as hard and painful as these experiences are, these are the chapters that build you, remove the rose-colored glasses from your eyes, and present you with reality... you can choose to harden or to soften to the standards of this world. Follow David and Amelia on their journey, in the most unconventional of places and it changes the way they view the world forever. All events in this book are fictional. Some instances such as events and characters may be based on real life but nothing is 100% factual.
Finding Hope {Editing}
Rose had everything a girl could wish for, she had a loving mom, and best friends who were always by her side and one thing she loved the most is horses. But it all came crashing down when her mom got in a car accident on her way to see her ride. *1 month later* She moves in with her dad who she hasn't seen in 10 years since he left when she was 7 years old and she's hated him ever since. When she gets there she wants nothing to do with him. Still hurting from her mom's accident and thinking it was her fault her mom ended up dying and now to go on top of that she has to live with the dad that abandoned her all those years ago. She also lost interest in riding horses, too until she meets the three most snobby, rich kids named Madison, Bonnie, and Lucy, who think they are better than everyone when it comes to riding horses, but Rose sure doesn't think she is. Rose thinks she can beat them, so Rose challenges her and tells her that she can beat her, so they make a deal, but the one think Rose didn't think of was that she stopped ridding because of her mom's accident and that means she has to get back on a horse. At first she doesn't think she can until a beautiful grayish white mustang comes to her dad's farm, who Rose names later as Stardust. Rose finally realizes that she can do this alone, she's going to need help from her father to help her get back on and also have help from the new cute boy, Austin who's helping for his community service. At first he doesn't want to be there, but eventually finds a reason to stay. Rose has had a good life up until the day of the accident, but now she's got to face loss, and heartbreak, but she's got to learn to get back in the race. This story holds romance, family, trust, understanding the past, and conquering your fears. *Read to find out more, I know it may sound boring from the description, but it's really not. I hope you try to read it and see that it's really good, and touching sorta. So just try to love it.*Complete
The gates neared, and I exhaled, ready to step into safety. Then my door was wrenched open. A hand-cold, certain-dragged me out before I could speak. Tom Riddle. My driver, blank-eyed, turned the wheel and drove away under his spell. My car, my escape, vanished, leaving me caged in his shadow. "Leave me, Tom!" I spat, trying to twist free. He only drew me closer, his arms like iron. "No. I'm enjoying this far too much." His voice was low, threaded with amusement and hunger. "What's wrong with you? Why are you back in my life?" "My problem is you," he hissed. "Without you, I suffocate. With you ignoring me, I want to kill. And tonight-laughing with Slovaski, dancing-what did you want to prove?" Anger flared hot. "So what if I laughed with him? Who are you to judge me?" His grip crushed tighter. "I am the one who decides, because you are mine. Bound to me until eternity. Not even death will take you." "I am not yours," I snapped. "Not now, not ever. I would never bind myself to a monster who lost his humanity long ago. Stay away from me." For a breath, silence. Then his mouth crashed onto mine, fierce, brutal, a kiss that scarred. I fought, nails scraping, but he devoured me, pulling back only to whisper, ragged, "You are mine." His teeth sank into my neck; a broken gasp escaped me. He soothed the bite with soft, mocking kisses. At last, he stepped away, triumphant, eyes gleaming. "This is proof," he murmured. "Your body knows who it belongs to." Sliding into his car, he left me standing in the gravel, shaking with fury, his mark burning into my skin.
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