#Novella

[thayerscunninghan]

#slay #half black #bulgemen #novella #kill my mind #shane cook #shredtheaqua #trans woc #lolita #study hard

[insomniac-arrest]

A Sapphic fairytale novella of a wolf in the woods and red-tailed deer.

In a tidy well-built home on the outskirts of a village on the outskirts of the world lives a doe. Fatherless and alone, MaryAnne has no herd. She is marked by fate. Other Beast Folk hang Juniper above her door. Year by year she survives the winter . . . until a howling comes.

Wolves of the bone cities are not meant to hunt their northern neighbors. Yet, the Hinterlands are wild places where rules bend and magic eats. Wolves may howl there and prove their worth. Despite her companions warnings, Shier the wolf begins to stalk a tricky doe. And MaryAnne may have tricks yet. Traveling from one villager to the next, she attempts to find secrets not meant for prey: What do wolves fear?

A classic tale of the hunt, a forest and the untamed places of the world, and a romance masked in teeth.

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A fairytale of a wolf and a dear falling in love. A previous work that has been expanded, edited, and added to. I'm thrilled to share this whimsical Sapphic novella, please be sure to boost and leave reviews. I am a small-time author and don't spend any money on advertising so word of mouth is how I get my stories to the world.

I really appreciate it!

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#sapphic #fairytales #book sale #novella #wolves #little red riding hood #wlw books #happy pride month!!

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#this is how you lose the time war #amal el mohtar #max gladstone #novella #science fiction #book poll #have you read this book poll #polls

[marsadler]

Hello! I wrote a book and I think y'all will like it. It's for fans of Good Omens, Hannibal, Angels Before Man, and all the queer people who deserve financial compensation from the catholic church.

I present to you:

FIRST CREATION, a high heat queer horror novella with a trans angel MC and a queer demon LI!

FIRST CREATION is a love letter to fallen angels, to finding your place in the world, to connecting to religion in a way that works for you. To touch and peaches, and surviving horrible things, to finding a place to be holy if God won't give it to you. (it's also nasty, and about cannibalism and shame and guilt, too)

It's a 22k word (98 page) novella that you can read in one (or two, or three) sittings.

You can find it on Amazon and itch.io here to read an actual synopsis and look at reviews. You can also find content warnings at the bottom of my website: (I definitely encourage you to read them before you buy!)

Here's also some unhinged ao3 tags for fun

#writeblr #writing #writers on tumblr #good omens #nbc hannibal #novella #queer fiction #queer horror #indie author #indie books #book recommendations #religious trauma #religious themes #angel x demon #fallen angels #god loves you #but not enough to save you #preachers daughter #ao3 tags #how do i market a book #idk im banking on memes and character art right now #first creation #marsadler

[k41tlyn8487]

This is me right now trying to read Franz Kafkas Metamorphosis for my Drama and Theatre Studies exam

#punk #chronic pain #actually autistic #autism #autistic community #mental illness #actually neurodiverse #adult adhd #adhd stuff #adhd struggles #dyslexia #dyslectic #metamorphosis #franz kafka #novella #light novel #theatre #frantic assembly #attention deficit disorder (add) #attention deficit hyperactivity disorder #reading #literature #screenplay #metaphore #nature vs nurture #total drama #theatre student #theatre stuff #dyslexic #dyspraxia

[flowerytale]

Truman Capote, from "Breakfast at Tiffany's"

#breakfast at tiffany's #truman capote #typo #typography #words #quote #quotes #lit #literature #american literature #novella #june #july #*

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#Heaven Official's Blessing #novella #Марти #my art #xie lian #hua cheng #благословение небожителей #hualian

[meltotheany]

Mislaid in Parts Half-Known (Wayward Children, #9)by Seanan McGuire | ARC Review

Goodreads | Amazon US | B&N | Blackwell’s | Bookshop 1.) Every Heart a Doorway ★★★★★2.) Down Among the Sticks and Bones ★★★★★3.) Beneath the Sugar Sky ★★★★4.) In an Absent Dream ★★★★★5.) Come Tumbling Down ★★★6.) Across the Green Grass Fields ★★★★7.) Where the Drowned Girls Go ★★★8.) Lost in the Moment and Found ★★★★★ ARC provided by Tor – thank you so much !! “The door wasn’t there because…

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[eksvaized]

[ Previous ┃ Next ] part 1

Simon Riley knew he wasn’t a good guy.

From a young age, he was aware that deep within him, in a place he couldn’t yet reach, was an abundance of sinister desires, impure urges, and even more morally questionable thoughts; all of his inner demons were slowly emerging, creeping to the surface, just waiting to be unleashed.

There were multiple times when he deliberately silenced the voice of reason in his mind, surrendering to the pervasive darkness that took hold of him. He was too weak to resist the temptation or the allure of the sinister impulses that were seeping out of him, cooing him to succumb — he revelled in the sheer exhilaration that indulging in his most sinister desires brought him.

And a couple of other times, he knew he shouldn’t have ignored the muted voice in the back of his head, pleading for him to stop, but he just wanted to feel adrenaline rush through his veins, as he yet again did things that could have easily earned him a death sentence if someone had caught him with dirty hands.

He was careful enough to avoid exposing himself.

Simon was extremely astute and intelligent. His every action was carefully calculated, and he meticulously planned everything he did. He was not a big fan of surprises, which ensured he has never been caught off guard. Consequently, regardless of the situation he was in, he was well-prepared for any outcome. No matter how desperate things may appear to others, he always remained composed and knew exactly what actions to take to get out of sticky scenarios.

However, as he continued on his path, pushing himself to the extremes, he soon hit his limit. His lifestyle began to weigh him down, clouding his judgement — he was no longer thinking clearly. His diabolical side had emerged and taken full control. Simon was well aware of the consequences that awaited him if he continued living the way he did. If he didn’t change, eventually he would find himself trapped, ensnared in a mess of his own making, with no way to escape and get out scot-free.

That’s when he made the life-altering decision to join the military. Immersed in the rigorous training and discipline of military life, he underwent a transformation that not only honed his physical abilities, but also taught him how to merge his gut instincts with rational decision-making. Additionally, he acquired an array of new useful skills, which he believed might come in handy if his darkness resurfaced. Although he made a solemn promise to himself to never use those skills in real life. From that point forward, he was in charge of his own mind — he won’t lose control ever again.

But Simon had a bad habit of breaking promises.

In the real world, where he was known as Simon rather than Lieutenant Riley, he was cautious of never revealing his true colours. He constantly suppressed the darkest parts of himself, always striving to maintain a facade of normalcy, pretending like his sick and twisted nature doesn’t constantly test his limits and push all his buttons, urging him to loosen the screws in his head.

But in the military, he allowed himself to let go a bit. In this environment, he felt liberated from the fear of judgment and dared to embrace some part of his true character. The military recognised and celebrated his unique way of thinking, as well as his unwavering determination to pursue his desires and reach his goals.

He was the perfect soldier, a killing machine, who always accomplished all assigned tasks with remarkable precision and success. And, while his methods were unconventional and the way he chose to do certain things was controversial, everyone turned a blind eye and looked the other way, since he proved himself by doing all of his duties efficiently and with excellent results.

However, Simon’s inability to control his anger and violent tendencies became a serious issue, and he was forced to take a mandatory break when his most recent outburst nearly resulted in the tragic death of one recruit, who infuriated Simon to the point that he believed he had no other choice but to crack the guy’s skull in order to force him to stop acting out and being an annoying prick.

So now, he had three long months to do whatever he wanted, yet he had no idea how he was going to spend all this time. Accustomed to a structured lifestyle with rigorous schedules, assigned tasks, and clear directions, he felt lost. After spending almost a week cooped up in his house, he decided he needed to shake things up and break free from this monotonous routine. Being trapped indoors started suffocating him, causing his thoughts to spiral and wander back to unwanted fantasies, impulses that he had been trying very hard to suppress.

He started going to the gym three times a day, experimenting with new workout routines and testing weird exercise machines, which he usually tended to avoid. On top of that, he began going out more, each night eating dinner at a different restaurant. When that got boring, he even attempted to make a homemade meal, but failed. In an effort to inject even more variety into his days, he introduced daily walks to his to-do list. These walks in the fresh air not only gave him a chance to stretch his legs, but also provided an opportunity to let his eyes wander.

Whenever he saw a pretty woman walk by, his imagination would often run wild. He would attempt to figure out what her name could be, what her profession was, what she was like in the bed, and whether she would smile at him if he approached her or make an excuse to get away from him as quickly as possible.

Simon wasn’t a romantic, or so he told himself. Regardless of who he dated or how much effort he put in, the women always ended up leaving him, claiming he was too controlling, too demanding, and too pushy. They felt suffocated by his constant questioning, overwhelmed by his constant presence, and frustrated by his constant need to know everything and his tendency to treat them as if they were incapable of taking care of themselves.

So, he rarely dated nowadays.

However, as he walked home one late fall evening, his gaze was drawn to you.

You were hastily making your way down the bustling street, gripping your skirt to keep it from flying up in the strong breeze. Your hair, which you had straightened just before leaving the house, was now a chaotic mess of tangles and knots. With each step, you kept tripping over your heels, scolding yourself for even thinking that wearing them was a great idea.

You appeared to be having a terrible day, and no one else would have given you a second glance. In weather like this, everyone was focused on themselves, eager to get home as quickly as possible. However, Simon saw you and was immediately captivated, unable to tear his dark eyes away.

Without even realising what he was doing, he let his feet carry him, while his mind continued to whirl. As if drawn by an invisible force, he followed the sound of your heels clicking against the cold concrete, staying far away from you, so you wouldn’t notice his presence, yet close enough to observe you from afar.

He took careful note of every little detail about you. He examined your short skirt, staring at the flimsy fabric, curious to see if the wind would lift it and reveal the type of panties you had on, or perhaps the fact that you weren’t wearing any — that was an exciting thought. Afterwards, he couldn’t resist allowing his gaze to glide down your curves, captivated by the motion of your hips, watching as they swayed from side to side.

Eventually, you rushed into the coffee shop, filled with people seeking shelter from the awful dreadful and hoping to warm up with a hot cup of coffee. Simon followed you in, the bell chirping as he opened the glass door and entered. You were already at the back of the line, your eyes skimming the menu on the wall to check whether they had your favourite drink here. Without hesitation, he pushed through the crowd, weaving between the tables, and finally stopped behind you.

His gaze travelled down your back, immediately noting the height difference between you two. He imagined how well you would fit in his embrace, with his arms wrapped around your shoulders and his chin resting on the top of your head.

Simon inhaled deeply when you threw your hair over your shoulder. He wasn’t an avid fan of fragrances since they tended to be either excessively sweet or had an overpowering scent, making him want to sneeze and itch his nose. However, the perfume you had sprayed on overwhelmed him. The sweet smell wonderfully complimented you, magnifying his growing obsession with you just a bit more.

The queue, which had seemed never-ending, became increasingly shorter. When you got to the cashier and placed your order, you realised you didn’t have enough cash to pay. You began frantically digging through your purse, hoping to locate some loose change, but after looking through your purse and pockets several times, you had to give up.

Your cheeks were flushed, and you tried your best to maintain your composure and not stumble over your words as apologies poured from you; you despised being in the centre of attention. Your embarrassment intensified once you realised you were holding the line and causing others to wait. It felt like all the eyes were glued to you. Low murmurs and hushed laughter could be heard. Perhaps they weren’t directed at you, but in the back of your mind, you couldn’t help but assume you were the main topic of everyone’s current conversations.

“Let me,” Simon said, swooping in. His shoulder brushed against yours as he handed his credit card to the cashier.

“You don’t need to—”

“It’s fine. Don’t worry about it,” he replied, smiling, giving you a brief glance before adding another cup of black coffee with three sugars to his order.

“Names?” The cashier inquired.

“Simon,” he said, turning to look at you. “And...?”

“Y/N.” You replied, your lips curling into a smile as you looked away, unable to maintain eye contact.

While you were quietly, in your mind, expressing gratitude to the handsome stranger for saving you and paying for your coffee, Simon was already letting his mind wander. Although it was his first time speaking with you and you hardly exchanged any words, he felt an immediate connection with you. It was as if you had known each other for a long time. He couldn’t help but notice the subtle similarities between the two of you. One of those being your shared love for over-sweetened black coffee.

And your name...

Simon thought the name suited you perfectly. It was neither too long nor too short. It flowed smoothly when he said it, and he couldn’t help but repeat it in his mind over and over again.

#PO2 #cod #simon riley x reader #simon riley x you #simon ghost riley #call of duty #ghost x reader #ghost x y/n #writing #ghost x you #novella #cod ghost #ghost cod #simon riley #simon ghost x reader

[tacticiankate]

Realized I never posted this one - cover art for the first novella in a series about fantasy and gay people having a delightful disastrous romp. Novella is called The Chase Begins by Aimee Donnellan, very fun dnd vibes if that's your jam!

#dungeons and dragons #d&d #dnd #commission #novella #the chase begins series #fantasy

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#the little prince #antoine de saint exupéry #novella #book poll #have you read this book poll #polls

[marsadler]

Yeah I like queer characters.

I like messy, raw, scraped bloody queer characters. I like it when they don't learn their lessons, when they become worse, where they don't have a positive character arc.

But even more than that, I want fucked up characters who just HAPPEN to be queer. No soft realizations of queerness here. Those stories have their place but they aren't for me. I came into this world bloody and screaming and I want to read about people like me.

I like it when they are vindictive, when they are abrasive, when they hurt people they love and don't know how to say sorry. I want them to be brutal and nasty and to keep me up at night. I like it when they can make mistakes and have to pay for them.

I like seeing the worst pieces of myself in fictional characters, who are telling the story, who were lovingly crafted by a writer. Someone who was brave enough to say "I don't want to make a good guy."

So yeah, I like queer characters, but I want to feel them eating my heart out as I read or watch their stories.

I hope this shines through in my work as well.

#if this reads like i'm a villain fucker it's because i am #writing #writeblr #writers on tumblr #novella #my writing #queer fiction #queer horror #queer characters #villains #antagonist #villain fucker #dead dove do not eat #nbc hannibal #will x hannibal #good omens #yellowjackets #captive prince #interview with the vampire #indie books #god idk im blanking on every show ive ever watched #black sails #our flag means death #pls add more

[eleonorpiteira]

Happy to show the Cover Illustration I did of 'When Among Crows', an upcoming novella by Veronica Roth, for @torbooks!! 😊

The amazing design is by Katie Klimowic! :D

#when among crows #veronica roth #novella #book cover #illustration #book cover illustration #digital illustration #TOR books #art only tag #working with TOR books: CHECK #and also #THE veronica roth HOW WILD IS THAT #anyway this was so cool #hashtag blessed #I feel like I peaked and it's all downhill from here but oh well lmao

[jalenay]

Don't Shoot the Messenger: Novella

Despite how it might seem, being a messenger for the feared sea-demon pirate, Admiral Satrasi, infamous far and wide for having an entire fleet of raiding vessels who answer to him alone, is a relatively safe job. After all, no one knowingly crosses the Admiral. Right? The most recent captain looking to join his fleet hasn’t gotten that bulletin yet. He's going to find exactly what happens when someone interferes with the Admiral's favorite messenger.

My debut novella, Don't Shoot the Messenger, is officially available!

If you like supernatural romances between confident heroines and demon pirates with a healthy dose of jerk-gets-what's-coming-to-him, then please check it out!

Amazon: eBook and Paperback. It's also available through kindleunlimited!

#don't shoot the messenger #novella #publishing #my books #monster romance #terato #exophilia #demon #pirate #i can't believe it's finally here and out there in the world

[orcanist]

Key art for "The Treachery of Knowledge" novella from orcanist.com 🎨: https://twitter.com/jonahbuu https://orcanist.com/2020/10/01/the-treachery-of-knowledge/ 

#orc #brex #novella #fiction #lion #orctober