Fiction Novels & Stories

“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.”

She then asked, leaning back against the booth, feeling a little more comfortable now. Leo thought for a moment, "Anything sci-fi, really. Planet of the Apes, E.T., even the original Frankenstein." He grinned like a little kid. Annie couldn't help but chuckle which only made Leo smile even wider. "What?" He whined, rolling his eyes playfully. "I told you I'm a science geek." Annie grinned, "Those movies creep me out. Imagine the numerous ways the world could end because of mad scientists creating some weird creatures."

“Okay but what if am not ready to answer a question” “Just say so and we will skip that question” I said and she nods. “Okay, first off, favorite color?” She asks. “Blue or probably black. Favorite movie?” I said. “Hawkeye. Favorite song?” “Believer by Imagine Dragons. Meat or Vegetable?” “Meat. Favorite food?” “Spaghetti. Genre of music?” “Pop. Books or movies?” “Movies. Hobby?” “Writing. How about you tell me more about you?” She asks.

“Then maybe that’s your answer.” Later that night, Ryan stood by his window. The streetlights blurred in the distance. His inbox pinged again a reply from L. Tansey, offering a call. He didn’t answer yet. Instead, he opened a blank page. And he typed: “A Story That Doesn’t Belong To You” by Ryan Calloway He stared at the title for a long moment. Then under it, he wrote: “This isn’t a story about revenge. It’s about reclaiming.” Two weeks later.

“We have different interests. Mine is in the gym, others were at the parties.” He laughed then looked at me. “My friends once told me you’re gay, that you’re into women and not interested in men.” I squinted my eyes. “Your friends talk about me, huh?” “Well…” he shrugged, then we both laughed. “That rumor about me was false. I’m not interested in women, I’m into men. And I think people nowadays just love spreading rumors, huh? Rumors about you were proof of it, as well.” “Hmm? Rumors about me? Haven’t heard about it. I just hope they were good rumors and not bad.”

Its name is 'What if A prodigy got reincarnated as a prince'. Please add this to your library and vote if you like it.//

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Franka's explanation did not convince Razer at all. "Fat Fox, your explanation is too outrageous, isn't it? Have you read too many novels? However, Dayan does have a plot in the novel where the soul takes over the body and is reborn, but... this is too fantasy... we should still believe in science, This science can’t explain it at all, why don’t you say that there is a golden-fingered grandpa from Da Yan’s novel living in Jessica’s necklace?”

 ~AUTHOR'S POV~