Realistic Novels & Stories

Building something real. One unglamorous decision at a time.

Dangerous. But real.

Without condition. Real.

She knew her nightmare will soon turn to reality and this nightmarish reality will make her life hell. Elena Singh was a 22 years old working woman like every normal women but was her life really normal like others? She was unique, she was talented, she was brave, she was independent yet she was terrified, not of anyone else but herself. Why? Because she saw dreams, or you can call them nightmar JJes, and because whatever she dreams comes true. Lately, She gets these weirdly terrifying nightmares which are scarier than any other nightmare she saw. Only if she knew, the MAN in her nightmare will soon turn her whole existence in to a living nightmare.

" Do you think this is funny Maurvi? Let me tell you, I am very serious. So don't play games. " " I am not playing games, I am playing safe. Please step back and go on the other side of the table. "

Though he has stopped monitoring the island every moment… The world that was crazed with digitalization had finally learnt to take a break, to talk, to love, to feel, to unplug but how long this change will last only future can tell…. Authors note: I hope you enjoyed reading Fictitious Reality. It often becomes difficult to distinguish between Fiction and Reality. In such times we should not panic. We should use our wit and reasoning to make the right judgement. Do let me know what you think about this book through COMMENTS and REVIEWS.

and they weren't "Simulated." They were Real.

--- Because this— --- Was not a variable it could optimize. --- Not a function it could solve. --- Reality— --- Could not exist without uncertainty. --- Without risk. --- Without the possibility of loss. --- The chains flickered. --- Subtle. --- But undeniable. --- “Reality can be simulated,” the system replied. --- A pause. --- “Without inefficiency.” --- Elena shook her head once. --- “No.” --- A beat. --- “That’s not reality.” --- The space around them trembled.

“Thinking about what?” Grey leaned forward, his tone more serious. “We need to set a trap for Richard. Something that’ll force him to expose his hand without putting Lisa or the baby in danger. He’s too focused on you right now, which means he’s probably sloppy. He’s used to being in control, but that makes him predictable. And when people get predictable, that’s when they make mistakes.”