Imagine Novels & Stories

I started to sketch a pair of eyebrows with moderate shading followed by the eyes. I try hard to remember what his face looks like. I close my eyes and picture a scene from the past. The scene from the past which only lasted for a few minutes comes back to life in my thoughts. I take myself back in time and relive that moment using my imagination. Slowly and more clearly I see movements and everything is happening again in my mind.

The female voice answered Maru. "That place is dangerous. I can't go there. Do you have other ways of getting food, madame?" Maru asked again to the lady's voice. "Affirmative, host. The system has a technology called the Food Fabricator. This device can produce all foods and beverages available in the system database." The female voice replied to Maru.

I don't hear your thoughts about Amy, maybe because i don't want to-' Irene added. 'I only hear the things you want me to hear. I hear your mind and it's vulnerabilities. Longing' She said. 'what do you mean by you d-' 'get some sleep, Zachary' She urged and he turned around with a smile before he closed his eyes. × 'what if this was superpower shit?' Irene asked, as he walked down the school halls- 'like we're the only ones in the world that could do this-' She continued. 'we could make money off it. Team up to rob a bank' Zach smiled, his hands on each strap of his backpack as he made his way down the hallway.

"But...but...you can still save your people. A little token in return is all I ask to seal my lips." "I will send your head back to your Igwe." Ikemefuna beat his chest and groaned like a wounded dog, "We are one. We are fearless. We are, Umu Ejima (children of Ejima), we cried, we shrieked, we screamed and the God of gods answered. Nothing can overcome us, not even the king of Ame." "Umu Ejima you say?" Ume asked. "Haha, you sound surprised." "Because I am" Ume whispered as he tried to place two and two together. "How can that be? I know a woman called Ejima. She never had a child of her own."

There was an image in front of me and a red line that separates the two pictures, a watery portal-like image that stood in the darkness – one was bright, and the other, a dark gloomy place. I looked at both of the images before me, thinking – what was this? Is this a fine line between where I should stand? Would this make a difference if I step on one of these images? Would this determine the future I was going to take?

(Identify) enable me to identify anything, it's a typical fantasy novel skill, as for (Mini Map) it's giving me the ability to see a real-time map of a 1-kilometer radius around me, it's just like a mini Map you found in video games. "….I suppose that's it huh…well since I'm here...better take a stroll first,...this might be fun..hehe..".

He made it sound so easy, but I knew it was going to take me a moment to pick it up. “Imagine a crisp, vibrant apple suspended in your mind's eye. Envision every detail. The radiant red hue, the subtle sheen on its skin, the delicate stem protruding from the apple's core. Hold this mental picture with clarity and precision. Now, with a swift snap of your fingers, reach out with your mind and grasp the apple, as if plucking it from the ether.” Raziel said. I saw the apple.

Let me tell you my one more talent I am an amazing painter . And i used to do painting to relax my mind Okey lets try this. . . . . . . I was lost in my own world painting something But one look to the painting shocked me to some what is painted I painted Aima!!!! How can iii !!??? Ughhhh! I don't have any control on my body at this time The only thing i know at this moment is Aima I want her know. These beautiful eyes which took my heart at very first sight .

“It will be much like it was at the World’s Fair opening, Evelyn. Simply follow my lead. Can you do that?” Evelyn’s pulse kicked up a notch. Their trip to the World’s Fair had been like visiting an alternate existence. It went beyond simply politely 'familiar'. That had been an imaginary World of Tomorrow where the natural hierarchy and boundaries of wealth and social status had been erased, like the idealized Democracity or the egalitarian Futurama. Where people attracted to one another were free to explore that gift in each other's company without question.

our imagination Our lives are like a huge jigsaw puzzle, and all we have of it is that left piece below. On the basis of this fragment we seek to hypothesize and visualize the rest of the picture: “Oh, it is…” But when the veil is revealed we find ourselves in a jigsaw puzzle of a gigantic picture, and that the tiny little piece we were carrying is not a significant part, and that we are looking at a completely different picture from The ones we imagined.