Imaginary Friend (novel) Novels & Stories

When I heard that, my chest tightened. "My phone really is dead. Look." I held it out to my best friend, Dylan Price. He did not take it. He just scanned the code with obvious irritation, paid, then shoved the bottle of water into my hand. "You know I do not have money. You came out shopping with me and somehow forgot to charge your phone on purpose. "What is that if not freeloading?" I opened my mouth to explain, but Dylan lifted a hand and cut me off.

I had always envisioned him to be my mate and imagined us making babies. But as I grew older, I found out that it was just a crush. The thought of finding my mate took over all the thoughts in my head as I imagined a tall guy with the body of a god who would be obsessed with me. Suddenly, Bri laughed. I had forgotten about her and the fact that she could hear and listen to all the conversations in my head. "What's funny?", I asked. Nothing, you just have a way of painting pictures in your head. She said, I ignored her. Don't be mad at me. She purred. *Can we talk about why I can speak to you when I have not yet shifted?" I don't know, you will find out later. She said, I went into the showe

Because just ahead, picking flowers with butterflies dancing around her, was Fate. Elara released a breathy, excited giggle and skipped toward her. “Hi, Faith!” she squealed, practically glowing as she reached her. She still held Jaxon’s hand, tugging him forward. Fate turned, smiling warmly. “Hey, Elara. Hi, Jaxon.” Elara halted, blinking. Her head snapped toward Jaxon, confusion stamped across her tiny face. “Wait…you know Faith too?” Jaxon rubbed his nose with the back of his wrist, eyes still red. He nodded quietly. “She’s… my imaginary friend.”

Thin, continuous pain registered belatedly. Originally I would not have been so upset, I told myself it was just a betrayal by a friend and that it was no big deal. But the line called friendship was the one Lena had chosen to cross first. The day we decided to transfer schools together, she pulled me to a bar to drink and celebrate our liberation. Ambiguous lights lingered around us, and I watched the person I had quietly liked for years and felt a little dazed.

The Bonding Love (Ver. English) Writer by Mamaya Writer This novel is written solely from the imagination of the writer. The plot, location, culture, beliefs, religion, and characters do not exist. Dear readers, please use discretion when reading. It's all just a hypothesis to write it all over again. Prologue In the year 199X,

I wonder if Alexi has a desire to be a real human too, although his nose certainly does not grow when he talks shit … it would be an advantage if it did. I go back to focusing on the book I have propped on the bar, trying to kill some hours, and ignore my uptight and fragile mood; Pushing the stupid out of my head along with visions of wooden puppets and donkeys. I sit lost in words, pulled into a fantasy romance when Mico prods me on the way past in the back of the shoulder.

“Except for you, since you don’t know what you are going to be doing or where I think we should focus on fresh meals for you. Basically, things you don’t have to heat up to be able to eat. You will need a little cooler or something.” “I think we can handle that.” He said with a grin. “You know, Henni, I think I am going to like being friends with you.” “Same, Mack,” she said with a smile, and for the first time, she noticed that she enjoyed just talking to him. “You know I can be a little awkward since I was rushed through school and everything else. I didn’t get to be a normal person. If you don’t mind that and my weird questions, then I think this might be the first friendship I have had i

"But they mattered." He pulled the book free and placed it carefully into Adelaide's hands. The leather had become silky with age. Its corners had rounded smooth beneath countless fingers. When she opened it, intricate illustrations greeted her first. Towering beasts whose bodies appeared woven from living constellations. Children sailing rivers of liquid light. Cities suspended beneath enormous floating crystals. She turned another page. Then another. Every illustration became stranger than the last. "What is this place?" "A world that exists only inside someone's imagination."

As strange occurrences plagued Everwood—disappearing pets, flickering streetlights, and odd markings etched on the town's trees—the friends realized they were at the center of a supernatural storm. They soon found an ally in the enigmatic Dr. Harper, a scientist with a haunted past, who had been studying the interdimensional rifts that plagued Everwood for decades. Together, they embarked on a perilous journey, navigating both the quaint charm of their town and the treacherous depths of the Upside Realms. As the boundaries between the two worlds blurred, the friends encountered creatures that defied logic and a malevolent force known as the Shadow Weaver, a spectral entity manipulating the f

What better way to eliminate boredom than by reading a book? I had recently downloaded a reading app, where you can read your favourite stories of different genres. Right now I am reading a novel called Loving Hayden. It is about two teens who were once archenemies but later became friends with their enemies. Okay, maybe not friends with benefits, more like enemies with benefits. I was eager to see where their relationship was going to lead. I continue to flip through my phone as I read the story. I was so engrossed with the story that I didn't realize how much time had passed. I was disturbed by the sound of a knock at the door.