Fiction Conventions Novels & Stories

"You know nothing about me, Cairen. But I don't read romance. It's cliche.” I have never read a fiction book in my life. It's boring and gives me a headache. “Romance is not cliche. It shows true love and how the characters struggle in the name of love,” I remarked, biting my lips not to laugh. Zach wrinkled his nose like I was saying a nasty thing. "Why is it called fiction? It's not a real thing that happened. I would rather read about things that happened in real life than bullshit imagination," he grumpily said.

My father continued his work. ****************** They both went to a coffee shop later onwards and discussed about the marriage. Caroline demanded for her personal mansion because she was aware of the amount of wealth my father had and she insisted my father that they’ll have a huge wedding and invite everybody.” “I can agree on your first condition but I'm sorry that our wedding will be a simple gathering which will include some of our close friends.” “But...” My father interrupted as Caroline was talking. “No But’s please.” He said and stood up from the seat. “Start your preparations and I'll make you my wife soon.”

“Of course not. It’s just a house . . . my house, as you said.” “I can’t believe it. You’re Mr. Horror, and you don’t believe in ghosts? How is that even possible?” “Okay, Bias, I’m going to blow your mind with one hell of a revelation about writers and their stories. I’m pretty sure Lewis Carroll never fell down a rabbit hole into a magical Wonderland; it doesn’t seem likely that Anne Rice believes in vampires; and I highly doubt J.K. Rowling has met any real wizards. That’s what makes it fiction and not nonfiction.”

Angelo raises his hands before the male teacher finish what he said, so hepless, he pointed at where Angelo is and instructed for the boy to stand up to answer the question. “The classic elements of a science fiction novel include: Time travel. Teleportation. Mind control, telepathy, and telekinesis, Aliens, extraterrestrial lifeforms, and mutants. Space travel and exploration. Interplanetary warfare. Parallel universes. Fictional worlds. That’s all” Angelo said his answer and didn't wait for the male teacher to give him permission to sit as he already sat down back again to his seat, the smell of gun powder a while ago that disappeared once again resurfaced on the air as Demetria looked at

Why trees have higher chances to live longer than anyone like me. I am relaxing on a new sofa set and drinking coffee. I am enlightened by the knowledge of me. This is all the money that was saved last month. My calculations say great ideas come in prettier environments than in broken homes. I don't know the world's reality on this as I performed no proper research on it. But it stands true to me, just as your ornament of diamond suits you more than me, that's what loyalty to money is. Creating too much pressure on my mind is upsetting me. But I will be acceptable by the end of this coffee cup. I know this much of if very well; many writers were born in or around a coffee shop. Not necessari