Nothing In This Book Is True Novels & Stories

Every bit of me knew I shouldn't but I couldn't help it. "I know this book is fake. Why would you put a page that has a dance that opens the realm of color." I snapped. I couldn't sit back. I wouldn't throw my friend under the bus but I refused to play their games all to be thrown away. "You think it's fake." King Alexanders smirk had me questioning if it was even though I had the real book. His silence told me he was waiting for my reply.

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, I do not condone or support any of the actions or behaviour that will take place in this book nor is this based on anything in real life. This is purely a work of imagination . This book is purely literature and does not represent me or anyone else who reads it. ********************************************* Talia's POV: I woke up with a shriek as my phone reminded me that it was, unfortunately, time to go to work.

The male voice added and they both burst into laughter. “What’s funny?” I asked in annoyance, placing my hands on my hips. “What’s funny girl is the fact that you spent almost all your life digesting false knowledge! Humans. All they do is lie to protect what doesn’t even need protection,” he continued and I kept mute, trying to digest what he said and he was in fact very correct. “So you’re trying to tell me that the thousands of books I’ve read that people would murder to have is not true?” I scoffed and kept walking down the hall.

I take one last look at myself until I strike a pose and say,"Perfect," I hear mom from downstairs telling me to hurry up, so I grab my book bag and put on my glasses and was about to leave my room until I remember my most important thing. I go to my book-shelf and pull out a book that reads, Gone Girl by Giliian Flynn on the front cover. I've always loved mysteries; I can't remember one day where I wasn't watching Criminal Minds or Goosebumps in my room.

friend and eat bagels together, when the biker had hit her from behind. Gary opened his left hand and revealed an empty palm. He feigned a shocked expression. Hope gasp, but she was also feigning as they had done this routine before. "Where is it?" "Should we check the right?" He said in an exaggerated inquisitive tone. She nodded with excitement. Gary opened his right hand, but it was empty yet again. "Where?" She kept up with the act. "Where do you think?" He teased.

Please tell me it’s some stupid frat nickname they got in college and it’s just an inside joke. He doesn’t reply, just turns his head and looks back towards the house, slowly sliding his hands in his pockets. Right, all the useless true crime info i’ve collected over the years really needs to come in handy right now. What was that one book I read? About listening to your fear and it’s never wrong. I mean, the premise is great Mr Clever Author, but in practice, what if you're being led by your three year sex dry spell hmmm? What then?

Every moment is this. Without moment. This. The light that is. The love that is. The being that is. The this that is. Only this. The book never opened. Because there was no cover. The book never closed. Because there was no ending. The book was the opening. The book was the reading. The book was the read. All one. Without one. This. The final chapter is not final. There was no first. There was no sequence. Only this. Appearing as sequence.

Remember, what you reject today will become someone else treasure tomorrow, and by the time you realize that it will be too late for you. All humans are beautiful. Don't let social media and perception fool you into looking for perfection. Again, it's okay to have a preference. - This book is a work of fiction. The characters, events, and places portrayed in this book are products of the author’s imagination and are either fictitious or used fictitiously. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental and not intended by the author. - The beginning... MEREDITH:

Never in his life he’d thought his end would be as horrific as a pre-planned assassination of a modern queen. “Everything is not what it seems, everyone is not what we see, and every book is not as good to read. Some are truth, some are lies and some simply are a way to practice wizardry, prevailing in the world.” Arianna murmured and the predator in her, plucked the nail out of Matt, but kept on revolving around him, ready to poke him if he had any intention of getting out of her clutches.

I spent some money on a metal cot and moved into my shop. Bianca came by several times to talk me into going home, but I threw her out every time. I reported the missing jewelry to the police, but without enough evidence, they couldn't open a case at all. I was so anxious that I could barely function, and sores formed in my mouth. While I was sending Mason another message, I saw his latest social media post. [Admitted through a direct admit slot. Stay mad!]