Novelwriter Stories

Vivian Estelle Brown is the older sister of Millie Bobby Brown just by a year. She's been working on becoming a novel writer for a book she's working on at the moment. Her sister, Millie, is currently working on her new movie- Enola Holmes, and she invites Vivian to visit her throughout filming. Louis takes interest in the girl once he sees her, and has a weird feeling going on in his stomach. During the Enola Holmes filming, Vivian and Louis become closer- especially once the filming it over. The pair became irreparable soon after, and Vivian Brown soon became Louis' sweetheart... ❝Well, I mean we have been friends for quiet the while, Viv. Do you want to become my sweetheart?❞ ❝Is that your way of asking me to be your girlfriend, Partridge?❞ The two teens can't stay away from each other...

"In 'Hearts Across Pakistan,' follow the captivating tale of Miraal Khan, a spirited young girl from Lahore, and her enigmatic online confidante, Sarah, residing in Karachi. Despite never having met face-to-face, their bond is unbreakable, transcending the physical distance that separates them. Everything changes when Sarah's elder brother, Ayaan, returns to Pakistan from his sojourn in London. To celebrate his homecoming, Sarah's family extends an invitation to Miraal, bringing the two friends together for the very first time. As they finally meet in real life, a palpable connection ignites, and a whirlwind of emotions ensues. Ayaan was more of like an invisible figure to Miraal but after meeting him, now finds herself seeing him in a new light. With the backdrop of vibrant Pakistan serving as the canvas for their unfolding story, 'Hearts Across Pakistan' explores the intricate dance of friendship, newfound romance, and the magical moments that can happen when hearts find their true rhythm."

One misstep. One wrong decision. One small mistake. A life spirals into a nightmare of unbearable pain and torment. The world fractures drenched in despair and silent screams. Each year, the same horror returns: AUCTIONS. Not for objects. But for youth. Beauty is currency. Worth is measured by how untouched you are. No gender. No name. Only skin, age, and price. An appetite fueled by the world's darkest desires. But time steals everything. When the next auction comes, your value dies. The cycle repeats until someone chooses the wrong person, realizing too late that not everyone is the same. In Goa, a reckless school trip drifts beyond the veil of safety. A wild hearted few slip away from watchful teachers, drawn by whispers of freedom. They uncover a secret everyone knew, but no one chose to speak of. A silent horror they refuse to accept. Children, barely older than them, ensnared in a merciless export dream. Their silence is a noose too late to scream, too bound to break free. The group is caught; some flee like shadows in the night. Some are bound in the export. Among the restless captives, a singular soul moves apart. Wounded and fierce, with eyes that see where others only blink. To the rich, she is poison. A fault line in their perfect world. A savage whisper that not everything can be broken. The captor's final mistake was not capturing someone without an identity. but sending them to auction. That mistake becomes a noose, unleashing a reckoning. No puppet master can hold back the storm that devours the hands trying to guide it. Some villains are loud. Some heroes are brave. But the most terrifying is the one who remembers everything, speaks nothing, and shows it all. They ask: WHY GET INTO MY HEART when you had none? ~ WRITER @THRAYAKH __________________________________ Series edits and illustrations available on YouTube, Instagram and Pinterest. @THRAYAKH Follow and subscribe for more

When fate ties red strings of two souls, one who finds comfort in the quiet of the darkness, and one who still carries the glow of hope. Their souls keep looking for something that can balance them. For one another, longing is done far before they meet, pulled together by a longing so sincere that even Fate can't help but play cupid. Bound by something deeper than the old tales of red strings, they discover a connection that feels timeless. A love written long before either of them knew how to read its signs. He fell first x she fell harder Waiting long years Happy ending

A writer's journal.

ok ni just cerita tentang diri aku yang tak seberapa ni. ( saje nak cerita. ok jangan kecam walaupun dalam hati je peng'kecam'an anda. hehe ) ok aku macam noob tapi aku akan cuba jadi yang ter'baik' atau ter'ok'. ok read jela. ( baca je. kalau nak bagi reward vote pun ok. kalau reward paling powerful kat sini ialah follow. haha jangan lupe bace story lain juga. ) cerita ni biasa - biasa je tapi aku akan cuba jadi luar biasa. ( eh macam mana tu ? ) hmm entahlah huhu. tetibe nak jadi luar biasa ? wujud ke tittle 'penulis novel luar biasa' ? ok aku tak tahu tapi aku nak jadi heheh. Ok bye, salam. See you in this book. 😆😉😝 start : 24 Mac 2021 finish :

"Ye jo tumhari anaa or mu pr baat marne wali aadat h na, bilkul bhi achi nahi h me bata dun!" "Me chahti bhi nahi hun k achi h." Wo use dekhe baghair, nashte par focus kar k keh rahi thi. It's my 2nd novel,first one was RAH E ISHQ (completed on wattpad). (Edited: Ok so... I want to clear that i wrote this story when i was 14 or 15, as it's my 2nd story so maybe somethings doesn't make sense or somethings would feel childish- so don't judge me by my first few stories, Now I'm trying to do better, OK...😭🖤) Follow me on insta:@tozko_wafa

Ariana Skye Villanueva, a famous novel writer, accidentally meets Jace Hunter Reed, a songwriter, after mistaking him for the man her mother chose to be her future husband. What starts as a misunderstanding soon turns into an unexpected connection. But as their story unfolds, secrets hidden between reality and fiction begin to surface. After all, not every story is what it seems and some endings are already written.

Hey guys 👋🏻 this is my first story and this story about three people Aarvi Aarav and fatima....👀🌷 Three hearts. One friendship. And feelings that were never supposed to happen... 💔✨ In the streets of Lucknow, a simple badminton game changes everything when Aarvi meets fatima and Sabiha. What starts as a beautiful friendship slowly turns into a complicated story of emotions, hidden feelings, childhood memories, and unspoken love. Aarvi always shared everything about Aarav - her childhood best friend, her padosi, and the person connected to her life since forever. But things begin to change when fatima unknowingly falls for the same boy. Between late-night conversations, silent jealousy, laughter, and growing emotions, Aarvi starts feeling something she can't even explain herself. Was it fear of losing her best friend? Or was it love...? A story where "bhaiya" sometimes secretly means "saiyaan" 👀✨ - A soft emotional teenage romance filled with friendship, confusion, jealousy, and unexpected feelings 💗

He watched his sister die... and couldn't move. But fate gave him something impossible-a second chance. A mysterious book. A broken timeline. A choice that comes with a cost. To save her, he must rewrite destiny itself... even if it turns him into something he never wanted to become. In a world where every wish has a price, how far would you go to protect the one you love?

She has no army. No title. No power. Just a name that means dainty and a voice that will shake nations. Muyana was nobody's idea of a hero. A Brooklyn girl from a tribe the world declared extinct. Daughter of a language so ancient and complex that colonial linguists gave up trying to decode it. She burned eggs at a diner, went home to an apartment that smelled like her grandmother's tea, and told herself she'd figure out who she was tomorrow. Then Naya died on a Tuesday. On an ordinary sidewalk. For no reason that the world would ever call sufficient. And tomorrow ran out. Inside her dead best friend's apartment, Muyana finds a binder. One hundred and forty pages. Eight months of research. A case built in green ink by a girl who knew exactly what was wrong with the world and was building something to fight it. On the cover, in Naya's handwriting: This is not a sad story. This is an interrupted one. Someone will finish it. At 2am, alone in her kitchen, Muyana props her phone against a cereal box and presses record. Six million people watch by morning. Governments take notice. And somewhere deep in her blood - in a language nobody alive can fully speak - something that was never truly lost begins to wake up. Wa Laka Tuu. We are not broken. A story about grief that becomes fire. Roots that survive erasure. And one woman who refuses to let the world stay silent about the things it would rather forget. 150 chapters. This is only the beginning.

Ye meri pehli novel hai, isliye ghaltiyan bhi hongi aur kami bhi. Lekin har safha mere dil ka ek hissa hai. Main chahti thi ke ek aisi kahani likhun jo sirf mohabbat aur judai tak simit na ho, balki usme ibadat ka sukoon, tanhai ka dard, rahasiyon ka andhera, aur zindagi ke wo rang ho jo hum sab apni rooh me mehsoos karte hain. Shayad aapko isme apni zindagi ka koi hissa mil jaye... ya shayad aap bas ek safar ka maza lein. ~[Syed Misbah Ali]~