Imaginary Friend (novel) Novels & Stories

Had I ever been a person with such a vivid imagination? I remembered the book. It was a book in which a girl named Lily suffered a lot to get with her mate who she fell in love with at first sight. It would not be a cliché web novel if the mate loved her back. He did not. In fact, he was unsatisfied with her.

Forcing his eyes open beneath his now fluid prison, Will was surprised to find he was no longer surrounded by darkness. In this lonely expanse, lights flickered and shimmered, but they looked odd, not like illuminated sea life or even fairy tail orbs swirling with magic. No, these lights held colors and formed colors. Immediately he swam toward them. Realizing these lights were not lights but images being projected, and not just any images but memories..... his memories.

eats me from the inside like a deadly acid. I've become someone completely different. I trust few people and almost never talk about myself or my parents. After all, I can’t let anyone know more about me than necessary, I realize that most people see me as a smiling, happy girl who is always sincere and never refuses to help. In reality, I’m a closed-minded little frightened person. The mud sticks to my soaked shoes. Another five hundred meters or so and I’ll be able to take off my clothes, run warm water into the tub and plunge into it up to the tip of my nose, leaving everything behind. Like every day, I will grab one of the books and absorb another story that will never really happen. In

(AUTHOR'S NOTE: This novel is original and a pure work of fiction. Every character in here is completely fictitious and is born of my imagination. Any resemblance to real name, person, or event is purely coincidental. Enjoy reading.) ..................... At the CH Advertising and Design: It was a monday morning. All the employees were busy doing their work there. But the girl who was sitting inside her cubicle, seemed to be lost in her own world. She was an intern business design analyst here. Though she was good at her work, no one really appreciated her for her hard work. But it was her fault that no one wished to sit or talk with her. She deserved it. No one ever talked to her except for

Finally. She need not pretend any longer. In William’s arms was where she wanted to be. ~The End~ Look for these books in this series: Let's Fall in Love Again (book 2) Let's Create a Wonderland (book 3) Let's be Together (book 4)

I have never felt this proud of myself. I felt so delighted and happy, I made money, more amazing readers and also made new friends. GoodNovel was really a blessing to me. The thoughts of Mysterious man flashed through my mind and I sighed heavily. We haven't really been speaking, I was always the one chatting him up and trying to keep up with conversations. It was like I was forcing myself on him. It was clearly obvious he didn't have my time, except only when he chooses to. He only replies my chats when he deemed fit to. I missed him so much, but Jamaal was already filling up the spot.

Somehow now I like living in a fantasy world I chose to sit on the balcony of my bedroom window, and leave my room lights not on, hey I drifted into the plot of the novel until I felt that right now I was the mate of an alpha. Hahaha this is why I can't get into a novel, I can easily imagine and make myself the main character

But instead of answering me, he just look at me so I'm pushed to continue my story. "I am not from this world." I stopped as I tried to look at his reaction but I see none. "The world you're living right now, is a fictional. Inside the book and I am not part if it. This book was my favorite book. The story is great and I got the chance to meet the characters. I fell inlove with the male lead and he's my boyfriend now. I'm so lucky, right? But I never know that my luck has a consequences. A hard consequences."

They visited each other once in a while and spent quality time together. "Hey, what is this you've been reading since you got here anyway?" Ismena asked her best friend. "A new book. Damn, you need to read this book, it's perfect." She flipped to the next page, her brows knitted in ardent concentration. Ismena scribbled down the number ten of her list, "No thanks. I'll pass on that one. Can't believe you haven't changed none in the last ten years. You're still reading fantasies that don't exist." She has nothing against books, but her best friend can spend an eternity reading fairytales. Is that a way to live life?

"But never ones that make sense, right? Like, you're being chased by a blue bull through an empty city while an octopus directs traffic. Stupid stuff like that." Um. Well, not exactly. She had a vivid imagination. "I don't know why I'm telling you this." She sat back suddenly. "It's not your problem." "I'm your friend." I felt a surge of affection inside me, and a welling of compassion. "You can tell me anything." Her gaze stayed flat and blank for a long moment. Then, she smiled and I saw a hint of the real Pain, the happy and innocent girl she was never allowed to be thanks to whoever tampered with her. She leaned close again, almost whispering.