Fantasy Vs Fiction Novels & Stories

She pushed her glasses up that slipped down. “I don't like to attend such parties. You go and enjoy yourself. I like to stay in my fantasy world.” She smiled and I laughed, shaking my head. She thinks those fantasy Male leads really exist in real life. Who will make her understand that they are just fictional characters? I was shocked when she told me she likes Villains over heroes. Because, heroes will sacrifice the heroine for the world but villains will destroy the whole world for her.

With each step they take, they draw closer to the heart of the mystery, and the line that separates reality from fantasy becomes ever thinner. The visions persist, their spell unbroken a tapestry of enchantment woven into the new character's consciousness. Intrigue dances like firelight in their eyes, igniting a thirst for understanding that cannot be quenched. Their thoughts are consumed by the images that have taken root, a symphony of colors and shapes that defy logic. The call of curiosity is too strong to resist, and they find themselves drawn into a quest that transcends the boundaries of their everyday life.

'If it was your brother, then I wouldn't ask that question. She looked up at the escalator and her face was filled with a light of enthusiasm again "Wow! The stairs are moving! Magic!" Vivian jumped on the escalator. "It's science." Aoi looked into his phone. "It's the same thing." "Magic is fantasy, science is facts. How are they related?" He asked. "And aren't facts fantasies we've discovered?" Vivian said. He looked away from his phone. "Even the Earth being round was a fantasy before, but it turned out to be a fact" Vivian smiled.

What an idiot I am. "So, you're not going back to the class am I right!?" he asked and after thinking for a while I realized if I go back down Eros will say that I've went somewhere to hoe around and must have slept with a man in the mean time. But why did he thing so, I don't know. I'm still unaware of that. Those things which I saw earlier as a vision or something wasn't there in the fanfic I've read. What is it? Did I miss reading the chapters or the author didn't think it was that important to mention the back story of a villainess who died a pathetic death.

Morgan answered simply, “They know about this but they can’t do anything. Some things I've been altered by Ms.Rowling while writing the books one of them being the characteristics of time turners. Time turner can be used to travel back and forth in time but we can only see what’s happening, we necessarily can’t alter what is already decided. In other words, we can’t change fate, nor destiny. So, even if someone decides to tell the one and only Harry Potter that he’s gonna be killed by uh he-who-must-not-be-named, nothing will change, he will be killed by this evil wizard” So, the fate and destiny thing exists. Which is not good. Like who wants their life to be already planned out? “Just like

Hello, everyone! This is XSkylar19. It has been a very interesting ride for me while writing Bane of the Dragons because (fun fact) this was my very first dragon genre. I know some of you probably disliked how everything turned out or how fastpaced everything happened but know that this was intentional as I couldn't drag the story on. Anyway, while this book becomes the first book for dragon genre, it certainly wasn't my first book in the fantasy genre.

He barked out a laugh, “No, it’s just the three main factions, Werewolves, Witches, and Vampires.” Somewhere along the conversation, they had started walking again and now stepped into an open foyer where large portraits hung from the walls. “This shit just keeps getting weirder and weirder, Like I’ve been sucked into a bad fantasy romance novel.” “What’s so wrong about a bad fantasy romance novel? I thought you girls ate those things up like candy,”

There was Fenrik, his golden eyes blazing with an intensity that sent a shiver down my spine, but also a weariness that hadn't been present moments ago. He stood beside someone I didn't recognize, a tall, cloaked figure whose face was obscured by shadow. I saw myself too, in various forms—sometimes wielding a sword with unexpected grace, sometimes cloaked in dark, flowing robes, a crown of thorns resting on my head. In one vision, I stood on a precipice overlooking a vast, shimmering city, flames licking at the horizon. In another, I held a small, glowing orb in my hands, its light pulsing in rhythm with my own accelerated heartbeat.

Lies, obsession, and forbidden love blur the lines between loyalty and betrayal, leaving them tangled in a web where survival demands the ultimate sacrifice. This is a twisted, dark MMF mafia romance where love is savage, hate burns deep, and survival comes at a deadly cost. _ 4. HIS BROKEN PRINCESS _ VIOLET Fairy tales are just stories told to small girls, who then start dreaming about their prince charming who never comes when you most need him and then you realize the difference between dreams and reality. In real life there are only monsters and villains, who laugh and do evil things that you can’t wake up from. Because your life is a nightmare you never thought it would be.

King Aolis. “I would love to visit the fairy tale lands,” Marlene says. “The fae lands, love,” Reyes gently corrects her. “Are they not the same?” she asks, looking from Reyes to Aolis. “Not exactly. A fairy tale land is a fake world that humans created for books. The fae land has many fae creatures but it is ruled by the elves,” Aolis explains. “But, there are leprechauns, giants, and unicorns, right?” she asks excitedly.