Imaginary Friend (novel) Novels & Stories

He barked back. I looked down and saw footprints forming in the snow as they circled me. They were boots, they clicked against the cold marble and I saw them stop just right in front of me. I got my wish, he wasn’t a shadow anymore. Now he was nothing, this was clearly my subconscious telling me to give up this stupid fantasy. This imaginary person was nothing real. I wasn’t really here, he wasn’t real, and this fairy tale needed to be over. “I can’t see you.” He whispered as if he were right there. “Are you still here?” I imagined he was probably looking around, unable to see me as the great gods of creation continued their cruel joke.

Because he was sure she would tell him if she had. "And who is that? Why did he leave you exactly?" "He has been my imaginary friend since I was five, prince Andreas"...

I whirled around to focus on my so-called swoon-worthy mate, but he was nowhere in sight. Was he a figment of my imagination? My glance fell upon the main door, and I gasped with horror. What was my uncle’s best friend, Derrick Staten, doing here? In my uncle’s absence, it was he who shadowed me around, protecting me all the time from imaginary enemies! I was sick of him stalking me 24/7 for my uncle’s peace of mind. I was sick of this prisoner’s life!

"But didn't Mrs. Thompson just say she's a fake? How could she possibly have something that important?" My three younger stepbrothers immediately stepped in front of Rosie, anger blazing in their eyes. "What exactly are you trying to do? Not only are you impersonating our sister, you even hit our mom!" I raised an eyebrow at them. It had only been five years—had they really forgotten what I was capable of? I was just about to give each of them a slap when the unfamiliar girl, Camellia Thompson, suddenly stepped forward. Like a hen shielding her chicks, she pulled my three stepbrothers behind her. Frowning, she spoke with clear displeasure, "Why are you impersonating me? And judging by your a

There aren't too much exciting things to be found in the internet. I was about to turn my phone off when I remember Mr. Don'tLookForMe, I searched for his book on GoodNovel and added it to my library. I really find his book interesting. Ezicx told me that this man is the famous mystery author and his art of literature just really seems to do a storytelling of my life. I opened it and went on the latest update. I almost dropped my jaw when I read the latest update. The main character's bestfriend got married to his brother- exactly like how Janine married my brother.

I wanted to scream at him, because nobody gets to cut me in when I'm talking, however, immediately his hands went around my waist, I withheld a low whizz and goosebumps welcomed my body again. I just want to tell him that I have a thing in my head, I tend to have different voices in my head that always get in my thoughts... Being alone with no friends had made me like that. Having no one to associate with as a kid or should I say no one was willing to associate with me made me generate Imaginary friends and they've been with me since then. "Are you alright?" Lucas asked and he halted, resulting in me stopping too. "Yes, sir, why asking?" I asked back, my eyes concentrated on the floor, I dar

"Ten years of friendship… Does that mean nothing to you? Daniel, let go of me. I'm willing to forgive and forget. But if you don't, you'll regret it." He paused, a shadow of something unreadable crossing his eyes. "Regret? You didn't think about that when you hit Clara. Raise her higher." The ropes tightened suddenly; my feet were bound to the landing gear, and my body was lifted off the ground. The sudden weightlessness made my heart skip a beat. They hoisted me even higher, and I swayed in the air like a rag doll in the wind. My torn clothes hung in tatters. The freezing wind cut through me, leaving me exposed and shivering.

"Your friend? Did one of the Wayne pack children come over to play through the back gate?" "No," Heidi said, shaking her head so hard her pigtails bounced. "Not a pack kid. My new friend. He stays in the woods behind the swing set. He’s an imaginary friend, I think. Because he can disappear like a ghost." Amora’s heart gave a sharp, heavy thud. She forced her facial muscles to remain relaxed, keeping her voice completely calm so she wouldn't frighten her daughter. "An imaginary friend?" Amora murmured, glancing past Heidi’s head toward the dark, silent tree line outside. The ancient pine trees stood like tall, black spears against the gray sky. "What does your new friend look like, Heidi?"

With a frown Paige demanded for answers from Asuka who in response only mocked her the more. "Oh please, how can someone like you be fooled by that child. Aidan was her imaginary friend, she talks to him all the time. The only one who stands her chatter is that Grace, no, now that I think about it, she really is like her biological mother, always having her head stuck in the clouds and rushing to make stupid decisions, as well as acting hot headed." The lady said.

many others, that the world as they knew it would end on that very day, and they were waiting for it. One of his American friends had brought this to his attention. And he thought it was pretty interesting and imagined what would happen if everything really did end. It turned out he didn't really care either way. There wasn't anything that could get his attention anymore. The world was so boring to him that he might as well be dead inside. Pretty soon Sheng Chen got sleepy and said goodbye to his friends and logged off as he had to get up early in the morning to run the daily errands. He laid down on his broken mattress and soon enough, dozed off. But it wasn't long until he was woken u