Is Fiction Real Or Not Novels & Stories

They’re not the main characters in this story. So grab your wine, take off your bra, and settle in. We’re rewriting the damn narrative. ⊱⊶⊷⊶⊷⊰ DISCLAIMER This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, and events are either the products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is purely coincidental and unintentional.

“Are we characters too?” “Yes, we are and the author is the creator of this world who has put us at places like pieces of puzzle scattered all around the world. Some pieces might fit and some might not fit together, but when they are put in their right places with the right pieces — it creates an art — and it is called complete. That’s exactly what this world is — an assembly of all kinds of people who, when brought together, form an art.” “You make life sound so beautiful. Fictional life is the best life. Real life sucks,” I said.

He asked me: - Ria, why would you want to give up your life? I don't know why, but I have a strong belief that I have a great chance to convince Rio. I immediately replied: - I'm not giving up on life, Rio. I just chose to live another life. - What other life is there? It's just a virtual world you created yourself, Ria. - What is real, what is virtual? Which car I sit in will move at the same speed as that car. In what world I exist, that world is real to me.

His reputation spoke for itself. So, not being intimidated at all, Eden stood her ground, "No, Mr. Etheridge, being my boss doesn’t give you the right to judge me. It’s my personal life. And I don't take orders for it. And in any case, if you are talking as my fiancee, then let me remind you, we are not truly engaged or bound to each other. It's a fake thing." Damien's eyes got colder as he took a step close to Eden. While breathing fire, just when he was about to open his mouth, an unexpected knock stopped him with his thoughts unsaid. The opening sound of the door drew their attention to the interrupter.

Those small moments of encouragement make me want to keep writing, even on the days when it’s hard. This story might not be perfect, but it’s honest. Every chapter is written with effort and thought. Some parts may move fast, others a bit slower but that’s how stories breathe. I hope, somewhere in between, you find something that sticks with you. --- PREFACE Before you start, I want to say this clearly: This is a work of fiction. Everything you’ll read — the names, places, businesses, and events comes from imagination. Some details may feel familiar, but they’re not taken from real life. Any resemblance to real people, living or dead, or to actual events, is purely coincidental.

sabi niya saka tumayo na. I can't still process everything. Everything seems so impossible. It's like something I didn't expect to happen. I've read a lot of fiction but nothing compares to this reality. The reality is scary. Reading books is like stepping into the world of fiction, but if you close the book again, you'll be back to the reality where the things in the book is less likely to happen in real life. "Cap," bati ni Jungle. I know it's Fauve. I can smell his scent.

It's a story just for your enjoyment and nothing else. This story and plot are solely of the author's imagination. Nothing is real. If Any incident or people from this story have any similarity to the real-life people, characters, or incidents, then it is only a coincidence and nothing more. This book is a pure form of imagination. It's not real, any of it is not real. ©All rights reserved 2022

It’s all or nothing. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or events is purely coincidental.

'Why is that even funny?' 'Because, humans wouldn't know the truth if it hit them in the face like a tsunami,' he said. 'Truth is nothing but fiction, told by the greatest storytellers this world has ever known. Of course, they were also the best liars, but that's the real secret to great story-telling, isn't it? Possessing the ability to make people believe you. Stories become truths so powerful that people forget that the tale itself was so fantastical, it couldn't possibly have been real. Serpents and apples. Building a massive boat full to the brim with every species of animal known to man. Five thousand people turning up to your dinner party when you only have five loaves of bread and t

"You are sick, Aria; you are sick for thinking everything is a fairytale, as you make your forty million followers think." There is a word called fiction, a world where nothing is real... Emotions are fake, and just because I write about the fake world doesn't mean I expect him to be like the male lead of my novel. "It's all fiction, Caleb. Everything I wrote was fiction, and as a human I have every f*ck*ng right to fantasise, so don't blame your betrayal on my books." "And you dare blame this on my womb?" This was the height of it; I took off the wedding ring from my fingers and held it tightly... I couldn't bring myself to return it.