Novel & Cerita Realistic Stories

A life spent looking backwards misses all the beauty that lies in front of it. Your parents aren’t perfect. You might have realize this. But you’re pretty darn smart. So, like I said before, we have to forgive ourselves or the coulda, woulda, shoulda, fear and anxiety will creep into a crack of our weaknesses, and overcome us. Please know we’re not perfect, and we will never claim to be. Our personal journeys have stories to tell. THAT’S for sure. When it comes time for stories, though, talk to me first… because chances are your father’s are going to be inappropriate. HA!

That’s the game. And it works. Every single time. People want to believe in love stories—not just the fictional ones that play out on-screen, but the real-life ones they think bloom behind the scenes. A picture of two co-stars smiling a little too fondly at each other, a playful joke in an interview, a touch that lingers a second too long—it’s all fodder for the narrative.

All the equipment for painting filled the room. René deliberately chose the room as his studio. A room that was quite spacious with large glass windows that directly led to views of the city. René adhered to the flow of Realism, a painting style that depicted conditions as they were in everyday life, and the painting looked real without any additions. Of course, the condition of the city that he saw from the window could inspire him. René’s eyes were fixed on a painting by the window. His long legs then moved toward the painting, which was now shaded by the twilight rays. The beautiful color combination of the artificial color in the painting and the natural color of the sunset pleased the e

The goal was to create a powerful multimedia campaign that would resonate with the public and remind them why this fight was worth it. As they gathered stories, Alex was struck by the profound impact of the narratives. One story came from a single mother who had lost her job due to corrupt practices in her local government. Another was from a small business owner who had been squeezed out of opportunities by a rigged system. Each account painted a vivid picture of how corruption affected real lives, igniting Alex’s passion for justice.

It was truly heart breaking for her to digest the bitter reality that was right in front of her. Trust me when I say that no woman wouldn’t be hurt if put in the shoes of Belinda. It’s no denial that there are so many unfaithful spouses on earth, but that doesn’t mean there aren’t good and faithful ones too. It’s sad when a stereotype affects people who are far from the reality of that stereotype.

"I get it. Escapism is important." "But it's not just escapism. It's... I mean, think about it. For as long as mankind has existed, we've had stories. Adventures told around fires. Fairy tales. These are the modern version. They're larger than life. The people in these magazines or on these gossip sites are modern American royalty. And reading about them puts things in perspective." Roman's frown has deepened. He walks over to the coffee machine at the table at the far end of the room and says, "Go on."

You already know the easy version is never the real one. I read it twice then I turned back to my desk. Deleted Draft 3 and opened a new document and began typing. "Some stories aren't about what happened. They're about who survived it and who's still trying to make sure they didn't." Cause right now, truth was the only currency I had.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. REMEMBER: The world of fiction where the characters of my story reside is void of realities of HIV and STI. In the real world where we live in, HIV and STIs exist. The story is merely an escape from that world, so that I can release my subconcious, which is full of crazy and messy sex fantasies. The scenes in this story should never be recreated in real life. Guys, never ever attempt barebacking, rape or other unsafe sex ac

A man hit by a car in New York in 1977 got up uninjured, but lay back down in front of the car when a bystander told him to pretend he was hurt so he could collect the insurance money. The car then rolled forward and crushed him I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon. You can send me your short stories for a feature if you feel like it. Thanks for reading. Enjoy!

It tells me that maybe, just maybe, I'm not shouting into the void. I'm not promising perfection. I'm promising honesty. Raw, unfiltered, sometimes clumsy, always real storytelling. I'll give you characters who feel like people you might know, dialogues that sound like actual conversations, and moments that hurt because they're true. Whether you enjoy it or just manage to get through it, I appreciate you being here. You didn't have to be. But you are. So welcome again—officially. Stay if you want. Leave if you must. But either way, you're part of this now. You've been initiated into my little world, and there's truly no turning back.