Novel & Cerita Fiction Addiction

Though he has stopped monitoring the island every moment… The world that was crazed with digitalization had finally learnt to take a break, to talk, to love, to feel, to unplug but how long this change will last only future can tell…. Authors note: I hope you enjoyed reading Fictitious Reality. It often becomes difficult to distinguish between Fiction and Reality. In such times we should not panic. We should use our wit and reasoning to make the right judgement. Do let me know what you think about this book through COMMENTS and REVIEWS.

I can’t wait to run to my room and talk to my confidant and best friend,Diary. Dear Diary, Today I felt alive.I never quite understood somethings people do that totally put their lives at risk,never desired the fast life.Now I completely understand.Flying though that field,my mind void of every other thing was wondrous.I might actually be getting an adrenaline addiction with just two exposures.Thing is though,I don’t think I would be able to run as fast with nothing to get out of mind.I think I would be ordinary if I was carefree.The I need all my anxiety,insecurities and doubts to push me across the finish line.

Fiona hurried towards the elevator, she couldn’t wait to leave her work place which felt like a sexual incantation to her lately. Colt screamed sex and she was loosing her cool. It was a good thing that it was past work time, she couldn’t wait to get home, have a cold bath and indulge in chocolates, reading a romance novel written by Bella that she didn’t even believe in the contents but had to do it anyways because to her, true love only exist in books and of course waiting for another day in sexual torture for a whole week until it was weekend when she could finally make her escape for a weekend without sexual tensions, which was becoming occasionally lately. She couldn’t remember the last

Fred said with a blissful sigh, blocking out the complication that was his real life to enjoy the fantasy. Ella's heart hammered painfully in her rib cage. This was it. Months of careful planning, of weaving her erotic fantasies on the screen around daddy like a spider's web. Day after day, she published stories of her desire for her daddy for all the world to read. She had quit law school for this obsession with Fred. Written filthy novels under her pen name just to lure her own step father into this twisted cyber affair. And now he was here, in the hotel she'd chosen, naked and spent from jerking off to her.

My face suddenly brightened when I tasted them. "These are so good," I said, and he just smiled. "Auggie, where are your parents?" "They are abroad. Sometimes, it is very lonely that I am all alone here." I suddenly recalled what happened last night. I thought I was going to die. I thought God already granted my wish of living in The Yarn. I call it that way because my fictitious world is like tangled yarn. You have to untangle everything just to discover what has been hidden. You are probably thinking that why I prefer to live in fiction. Unlike reality, you could create your own plot. It is like writing a story. You have to think about the sequence of events for you to create a story that

But here I am, realizing I’ve already failed. It started as a game, teasing them, taking back control whenever I could. But now? God, I’ve actually developed feelings for them, and that’s just... messed up. This was supposed to be a story, a book—my character falling for them, not me. Maybe I blurred the lines too much between fiction and reality, and now I can’t tell the difference. “I need to do some writing,” I mutter, suddenly needing the distraction. I grab Jenni’s laptop and sit back down beside Blake, who’s watching me with that knowing look.

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“Yeah. I did.” Both twins leaned in like I was about to drop state secrets. Which was…technically true. The table went silent for two full seconds, after I briefed them of my rendezvous yesterday night. Then Daniel burst out laughing. “You made a deal with the campus devil? Maddox, you’re insane.” “It’s not funny,” I snapped, but my voice lacked heat. “My readers keep saying my scenes feel fake, which you've seen. If I don’t fix that, subscriptions will drop. And if my mom ever finds out what I’ve been writing…”