Is Fiction Real Or Not Real Novels & Stories

“So I guess you knowing it should be enough for you. You probably wouldn’t read a romance novel even if you had a gun pointed to your head.” “It’s all fiction,” he replied her. “Unrealistic fiction. And if I may ask, what good thing comes out of reading them? Illusions. They paint illusions in the head of young teenagers and adults too, I fear. They pull you out of reality and instead allow you dwell in your delusions for hours and hours. And at the end what happens? Wasted time. Unproductivity alongside disappointment when the harsh reality comes knocking on their door.” “Wow,” Emily couldn’t believe her ears. “You know, you sounded like you know much about fiction. Romance to be precise.”

Ilona asked. "Because that's the reality," "Yes, I know, but you don't need to tell my mother something like that. She will be hopeful and start grilling me with lots of questions," 'Okay, just say that we're just pretending to be dating. "We're just friends," answered Eldian, providing an increasingly difficult solution. "You're crazy! My mother will immediately get angry if she finds out we're just pretending," replied Ilona. "So, let's just make it a reality," said Eldrian.

"If people ever look down upon you for crying for fictional characters, you should give them a gentle, pitying look and feel bad for them. If they've never cried for a fictional character, then they've never loved one (and what a joy that is). If they've never cried at a book, a movie, or a piece of music, then they've missed one of the great pleasures life has to offer. Just because fiction does not contain things that are real, doesn't mean it doesn't contain the truth, and we find it through the alchemy of our tears." - Cassandra Clare Justin's reply was almost instantaneous. I bow before thee I can't believe you actually sent me a big ass post about this lol. But wouldn't you prefer lovi

“Wow.” “What?” “It's just,” I shook my head, “surreal. I have read and watched all of your existence, but they are very very certain to let us know that you guys are all fake and just fiction,” I wheezed. “Please, fiction,” she rolled her eyes. “Like humans could ever think of something so great. Seriously, most of the ideas come from higher demons that you know, either made a deal with a human and sold out or one that is probably in the industry.”

He said with a wink and smile but I felt something that was hidden beneath the surface called humor. Was he in love with someone? I went near him as I wanted to talk to him. " Ok, but then you must try harder. You must be serious about someone first." " I tried once but it didn't work... Let it be. " He said with a fake smile. " Why do I have a feeling that there is someone somewhere you really like?" " It doesn't matter... " " I think it does..." " Let it be Maurvi... Don't try to get things out of me. Are you a mind reader? "

he asked. "Loosely based on real events, I'd say. But there are some that are real," she said. "You're such a great writer. I adore you," he said. "Oh, c'mon. I'm not. I still can't even consider myself a real writer. To me, I'm just someone who puts her ideas in writing and who also happens to be blessed to have people like you appreciating her work," she said. "But you still have to tell me which ones are real and which ones are made up. I can't wait to see you again. Let's meet soon," he said.

Logan asked. Ellis shook her head. “We have fictional videos, too. We call them movies. They tell stories to amuse and entertain, not to inform. Like novels… but on film.” “How confusing! How do people know which is true and which is not?” Leo asked. “We called the real one's documentary. The movies were more popular, though.” “That’s a thing about our culture. Humans prefer fantasy to truth.” Ellis looked down at Mitch’s image on the screen. “Some people here seem to prefer it, too.”

"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.

I wouldn't blame myself for becoming a psychopath because they are the ones who made me a psychopath, and when they question me about it, you would already know the real definition of STUPIDITY. Maybe it is true that life is just a blip. You don't know if you still have ten thousand tomorrows or twenty. If I could beg God that when I die, I don't go to heaven or hell, instead I will live in the universe that I created. The universe that became my escape button from the uncertainty of reality. My life splits into two, reality and fiction but is it possible that their in contrast melody can turn into a new anthem? An anthem that shows that fiction is no different from reality and they can merg

She laughed sarcastically as she said to her mother, who is standing and preparing the food: Mom, for your sake, don't you see that I am old enough for these stories! Her mother: My love, I know that you are old enough, of course, but I am only telling you the truth..they are not fictional stories, but real, and they happened years ago, and no one knows whether they still exist or not. The other added jokingly: I see that you are sure about this.. Did you live with them or what?