Fiction Story Novels & Stories

I consoled him and gave him some water. “She locked me up in the store room” “WHAT? IN THE STOOR ROOM? HOW DID YOU COME HERE! Tell me everything.” I questioned. “I was locked inside since morning and when she opened me up, I ran and hid here. She warned me that she’ll lock me again if I told this to anyone.” I stood up and as I went forward Zac held my leg and started to cry. “Please don’t go. I don’t want to get locked please.”

The sad ending. The way she was telling everything felt like a fairy tale story, which it actually was for few hours. But then a disaster followed by leaving everything upside down. Fairy tales don't have these kind of endings, do they? Except this one wasn't even a fairy tale. Xx__xX

He gestured toward the narrow aisle between fiction and children’s books. “Storage wasted on that back room. And don’t get me started on the courtyard out back. Prime square footage doing nothing but growing weeds.” Before she could fire back, the kids started filing in for storytime, backpacks thumping as they dropped onto the colorful rug. Elena shot him a warning look and moved to the front. She picked up *The Adventures of Benny the Bookworm*, her voice shifting into the warm, animated tone she used for the little ones.

He waited. It was longer than the notebook piece — considerably longer, several thousand words, though she understood from the way it sat on the page that it was still not complete, that it was a thing in progress rather than a thing arrived at. The story followed a boy — she recognised the structural distance of fiction over the transparent autobiography of a first draft, the way he had found a character who was not him and could therefore be him more honestly than he could be if he used his own name and his own specific details. The boy in the story was watching his parents.

Adnan nodded without the slightest suspicion, with the fear of the woman he thought was his mother. “Mom, I'm already sleepy. Can you read me a fairy tale before bed?" "Fairytale? Of course, I can. Which story do you want to hear? Mother is the best in this matter," he said proudly, even though it was all just bullshit. “The story of a Prince and Princess trapped in a tower. Can?" whined Adnan with sparkling eyes. Fisha smiled faintly. "How about a new story that doesn't exist in any fairy tales?"

Hygge said without emotion as he walked away. We boarded a small boat as it slowly drifted across the lake to the kingdom of Ataraxia. I felt better when Welkin gave me a drink of water. We already told Welkin what happened, he said he had no idea why that happened to me. Probably a fairy was playing with me in the forest. "We're close." Welkin said with a smile. The lake we walked on was quiet and the fog covered the area. The breeze was cold and there was a strange feeling around.

My life The story of my life is one from a fantasy novel. A scientist with a fling and issues with her parents. Her work was all that mattered to her until she met two identical blue-haired men. She found love, she felt love like no other... But their story was anything but romantic. She had a bond with them that was based on a cruel woman's malicious intent. A plan carefully crafted to open the borders of the land, Lunaria. She came across a vampire, who started as a friend... Then she feared him after he fed on her sweet blood. Then she fell for him and the bond was real. The love was real, everything was real.

] The calls and messages between Conrad and me had now turned into those between Horace and me. Though Horace was sick and didn't talk much. He didn't reply to this message. Not long after, a popular drama suddenly appeared online. A nobleman was saved by an orphaned girl and secretly vowed to marry her. But the orphan girl was from a poor family, and the nobleman came from a prestigious family, so the marriage was forbidden. Of course, in the end, they broke through societal norms and lived happily ever after. At the conclusion of the show, the nobleman spoke passionately, "What does it matter if you're a commoner? Why can't a commoner be the head of the family? A gentleman always repays ki

She valued her space and was almost always at the mountain, for she felt so free there. Nuala heard the wolves howl and she knew they were there for her. She thought real hard and had planned to runaway to keep everyone safe. And so she was ready to leave Greiner for good. She closed her eyes and saw her mother screaming her name. Her eyes were open immediately.What was that? she thought and then she heard a scream and ran hurriedly, following the sound of the scream as she hid. "Where is the eldest daughter of the fairy mother" Badulf asked Peri not knowing she was the Fairy mother herself. Peri was surrounded by four wolves and Badulf who hasn't shifted yet. There was no way Peri could win

His big eyes stared at me with hope and anticipation. I pulled him closer and placed his head on my chest. He wrapped his tiny arm around my stomach. I started running my fingers in his silky hairs. It was a surreal feeling that I couldn’t explain in words. I felt the motherly instinct when I didn’t give birth to a child myself. “Will you tell me a ghost story, Mom?” He poked my cheek. “I don’t know any ghost story but I can tell you the story of a young prince who befriended a lion. It’s not a fairy tale.” I said.