What things do you keep in mind when writing a story?

To draw a reader into your story, a perfect book cover and attention grabbing synopsis are a must. As a broke author, I make my own covers with the help of Canva and Pinterest. Yes, you do make your own covers, but what if I tell you that Book Covers arent just putting words into a photo, but also art as a form itself?

Book One of the Sarajevo SeriesThe Princess of Sarajevo

Lamija Begović enters every room like she owns it-because one day, she will. Heiress to Sarajevo's most powerful business empire, she's brilliant, untouchable, and raised to conquer. She doesn't ask for respect. She commands it.

Ayub Selimović grew up in her world, wearing the same suits, eating at the same table-but never truly belonging. After his father died driving for the Begović family, he was taken in as one of their own. He was never treated as less. But he always knew.

He's spent a decade in silence, building trust beside her brother. When he's suddenly reassigned to Lamija's team, she's forced to see what's always been there: a man of loyalty, quiet strength, and a heart that has never once strayed from hers.

Their story was never supposed to happen. But Sarajevo remembers everything-and the past always finds a way to rise.

Before the wolves, the sons, and the war-there was the princess...And the boy who waited to be seen.

A girl from our universe is transmigrated into the Miraculous in the body of the antagonist, Lila Rossi. The girl intends to switch her life around and experience the things she never got to in her previous life. When she arrives in Paris, what changes will occur? Miraculous belongs to Mediawan and ZAG, Inc.

Masashi Kishimoto's manga series "Naruto" follows Naruto Uzumaki's journey to become a respected ninja. The manga was adapted into an anime series (2002-2007) and dubbed in English (2005-2009). This book analyzes each episode of the anime series, from Season 1 to Season 5, going beyond a simple summary.

©2023 by Sarah Mkorongo. All rights reserved, and all characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto.

Copyright © 2023 by Sarah Mkorongo

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means-electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise-without the prior written permission of the author.

Demons, devils, ghosts, and monsters-they haunt the shadows, feeding on mortal fear.Lu Sheng was an ordinary civil servant living a mundane modern life-until a drunken haze stole him away to a brutal world ruled by dark forces. Here, terrifying supernatural beings prey on the helpless, and mortals are trapped beneath a suffocating veil of dread.But fate deals Lu Sheng a strange hand: a mysterious game mod he once designed in his past life awakens within him, granting the power to instantly master any skill-if he's willing to pay the price.Thrown into a nightmare where survival is a constant battle, Lu Sheng must harness this deadly gift and walk the razor's edge between salvation and damnation. His journey to power begins-along the perilous path of the Devil.-------

Taleria's Notes

Hello everyone!This is a translated novel. I do not own the original content—I simply love reading and wanted to share that passion with others. I've translated and rewritten parts of it to make the reading experience more enjoyable. I hope you have as much fun reading it as I did working on it!

Seventeen years ago, a girl was sent to another world by a glowing goddess named Aris. Blessed with powerful magical attributes—but curiously, no holy power.

And now the girl has become Mira d'Ark. She lives a peaceful life in the sun-kissed fishing town of Mermaid’s Cove.

She doesn’t fight monsters.She doesn’t wear holy robes.And she certainly doesn’t consider herself a saintess.

But the townsfolk think otherwise.

From healing wounds and calling rain, to helping lost adventurers and tending the soil, Mira's magic has touched everyone in town.

But as her seventeenth birthday dawns and cake is served at the Adventurer's Guild, a new arrival at the edge of town will gently begin to shift the tides of Mira’s peaceful world.

Because sometimes, even a girl who doesn’t believe she’s a saintess... is exactly what the world needs.

"Whispers of Future Petals"is a collection of short comics set in the near future, exploring moments of life shaped by technological change. Amidst these stories, subtle and heartfelt romances bloom, capturing the bonds and love between girls.

It's been six months, six months since her brother disappeared, never to be seen again. Seventeen-year old, Emery Kane still lives in the shadows of that tragic night, still hidden away from the truth of her small innocent town.

Until one night, when she is sent a cryptic message stating that her brother going missing was never an accident. So Emery dives into a new world of lies, betrayal, dangerous alliances, and the war between love and reasoning.

Now haunted by guilt, she has to learn to swim through the misty waters of her past, run from the ghosts within her mind. And to decide how far she's willing to go, and how far she's willing to become. In the aftermath of a burning secret that won't only change her, but everything she was once taught to believe.

The story cover is not my art. Five Nights at Freddy's is not mine either. I will go ahead and say it. I'm sorry artists, I'm sorry animators, I'm not sorry book marketers. But my answer is already no.

Anyways...

The story is about the fnaf victims and a little bit of what happened before they died.

And because why not, the night guard (being Markiplier) being tortured by the horrors.

Anil Babu lives alone. With no family of his own, he plays every role in his solitary household. At 45, he has never married—and he has no desire to. His faith in love, trust, and companionship has long since eroded.

Each day follows a strict rhythm: wake up, cook, eat, go to the office. On the way home, he stops by College Street, buys used books by the kilo, shops for groceries, cooks dinner, reads, and then drifts into sleep. A quiet life governed by routine.

Then the lockdown strikes, upending everything.

Now confined indoors, he finds solace in the books he had recently bought in bulk. One afternoon, after lunch, he picks up a volume from the stack. As he opens the book, a folded letter tumbles out.

In earlier days, people often hid letters inside books—love notes tucked safely between the pages to avoid a prying eye. This seemed to be one of those. He gently unfolds the paper and begins reading.

The letter is from a girl to her boyfriend. She writes of a misunderstanding—an argument that erupted over her male friend, leading to a falling out. But she doesn’t want the relationship to end. She’s willing to sacrifice the friendship if that’s what it takes to prove her love.

She includes a recently installed landline number at her home and urges him to call if he still feels the same. It’s clear she hadn’t intended to end things—just mend them.

Anil Babu finishes reading and murmurs to himself, “So not all women are like her… not like my girlfriend, Mousumi. This girl truly loved him. They must be reunited.” He assumes she forgot to post the letter—perhaps she thought she had, or someone interrupted her as she was finishing it.

But there’s no name. No address. Neither the girl’s nor the boy’s. It’s as if the letter itself was left incomplete, tucked away in haste. It feels nearly two decades old.

Anil Babu wonders: Is she still waiting? Did they ever reunite? Or did they live their lives apart—two hearts fractured by a moment of doubt?

The questions wedge themselves into the silence of his days. He has to know.

Then he remembers: the letter mentioned her landline number.

With a surge of courage, he dials the number. To his surprise, it still exists. In the age of smartphones, the landline lives on. A child answers.

In a gentle voice, Anil asks, “How many women live in your house, little one?”

She replies, “My mom, me, and my grandma. My aunt Mou used to stay here too, but now she’s married and lives with her in-laws.” Then the call drops.

He tries calling again, but the line won’t connect.

“Mou,” he whispers. “So this was Mou’s letter. But is that her full name… or short for something?” His heart races.

Mousumi.

He freezes.

Could this be her letter? His Mousumi?

Rummaging through an old telephone directory, he searches for the number. And there it is—registered to the same address as Mousumi’s home.

It feels like the sky has collapsed around him.

A misunderstanding, a virus of suspicion, had brought lockdown into his own life twenty years ago. And perhaps, it was he who left a letter unread.

A rain-soaked café window divides two souls on the verge of connection. On one side, a woman gently cradles a mug, her gaze distant yet drawn to something just beyond the glass. Opposite her, a young man sits quietly, headphones over his ears, pen hovering above a weathered notebook. Between them lies more than coffee—there’s silence, there’s story, there’s song.

Set in soft blues and warm neutrals, the cover captures the stillness of a moment that could change everything. Raindrops trace down the glass like the unspoken words they’ve both been carrying. The blurred city in the background hums softly behind them, but inside, it’s just the two of them—and a connection that hasn't quite begun.​​​​​​​

About Author:

Oskar Holtz, author of Letalis,is a student at the University of Reading studying War, Peace, and International Relations. He is a member of The Society of Authors and the Westminster Strategic Studies Group and was a former Lance Corporal in the British Army Cadet Force.

About the novel:

The warring states of the world are warming around the new fires of a calamitous war, freed from half a decade in shackles of so-called peace. The seven great lands and seas of humanity are all but controlled by one element. Eifer. They give birth to the wrath of our species and is a breeder of sin. With the ever growing threat of the prosperous Confederacy looming over the continent, the ailing alliance of Aelon lies on an endless path of futile resistance in the face of the vastest invasion since the Second Calamity. Of the billions who would suffer for it, Arminius Reichner, a seemingly commoner schoolboy, is trapped in the outbreak of war. There is but one exit. Into the fields where no man would dare tread if they knew the horrors that would befall them. Every sane person had dreamt of the praise and fame that they could earn from the people of their kingdoms through war, but none truly understood how such a childish dream has shattered even the most resolute of minds. Victory has become a forgotten word in a cruel world once called paradise. Hell sits not so far.