Reality Book Novels & Stories

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.

Their hearts were broken and they were still in shock from everything that had happened. The horrible image of May in the hole totured summer as she sheepishly followed the rest of the campers on their way back to the camp, it was hard to breath, she had no idea why she was even making an attempt to live at that point when she all she wanted to do was die. The wind gushed loudly and suddenly, and it scared them all. They stopped as the movement of a creature passing swiftly could be felt. "Stay calm everyone we are not so far from the camp " John was optimistic but it wasn't enough to keep them still, the quivering sound of one of the campers was a signal that it was only a matter of seconds

Something that would give me the tools to expose lies and reveal evidence that had been carefully concealed. Something that would save Ethan. My fingers moved across another shelf, and then suddenly, they stopped. A book stood slightly apart from the others, as if it had been waiting for me. ‘The Book of Unveiled Truths” Just the name alone told me this book carried weight. Real power. The kind that could change everything. I pulled it from the shelf carefully, almost reverently. It was heavier than it looked, as if the words inside had actual substance or actual gravity.

I was a stickler for rules. When I was in elementary school, we were supposed to vote for class president, but the teacher simply appointed the principal's daughter instead. Hence, I followed the school rule that whoever received the most votes would win and brought all 42 students to the principal's office to hold a proper vote. After I started working, my boss handed me a 1,500-dollar invoice and told me to claim 15,000 dollars in expenses. I told him that wasn't allowed under company policy, but he said that, in this company, the boss' word was the only rule that mattered. "You need to learn to be flexible," he claimed. "Otherwise, the company may as well replace you with someone more obe

"She said: I need to look at the woman who wrote this. I need to see that she is real." Adaeze felt that land somewhere. I need to see that she is real. She understood it. The book was honest in the specific way that made it feel, to some readers, almost too honest to have been written by a real person in a real life. The kind of honesty that seemed, from the outside, to require something beyond the ordinary capacity for self-exposure. The kind that made people need to see the face behind it to confirm that it was possible, that someone had actually been inside the experience she described and come out of it and was still walking around in the world.

⸻ It was responding to Ilyaan. ⸻ Reacting to his thoughts. ⸻ Reacting to his heart. ⸻ 🌙 The Real Enemy The black book suddenly shook violently. 📖🖤 ⸻ The title: THE END OF REALITY ⸻ began cracking. ⸻ Then a hidden chapter emerged. ⸻ A chapter nobody had ever seen. ⸻ THE FINAL VILLAIN ⸻ 😨 ⸻ The library exploded into chaos. ⸻

Although I was stuck in a vegetative state for the past two decades and couldn't move a muscle, I could occasionally hear the conversations around me with crystal-clear clarity. I heard an old and raspy voice praying next to my bed. I also heard the mechanical voice of the Conscience Redemption System. "As long as her subconscious believes that Mary died in an accident—as long as she forgives me, I'll be absolved of my sins, and I can pass on peacefully." The puzzle pieces finally fell into place. It wasn't a curse that kept me stuck in this tormenting cycle that had looped 110 times over the span of two decades. Gabriel had spent a small fortune to keep me trapped in this psychological cage

Besides, I don't see what's interesting about those books, they're just pages with words on them. —Aida, you're talking about a trilogy and it's not. Besides, books aren't just pages with words on them, each book is magical, with a great story or adventure waiting to be read, with characters you can fall in love with or hate as if they were real, who will only live in your mind since they won't come out of those pages. It's an escape from reality, in conclusion. —Well, I don't plan to live that, since I love the real world even if it seems like shit sometimes. Besides, have you seen how thick those books are? —I roll my eyes. —You'll die before finishing reading them.

Kharyn said. “Then, I will read this now.” Zenus and Kharyn exchanged glances. And they nodded. Both appeared uneasy. WHEN Eleand reached his room, he immediately changed his clothes. His wings were nowhere in sight. He hurriedly looked at the old book, and it seemed to talk with him for some reason. The texts inside must have had a significant amount of magic. It was utterly different compared to the books he had used. Read me. He knew that wasn’t hallucinations. The book talked in his mind!

I shouted and took deep breaths. My body trembled after I had woken, and it all felt too real. My cheeks were wet from tears, and I looked around to confirm I was in Alpha’s chamber and not in that unknown kingdom with an enemy. I touched my stomach, and everything was fine. There was no blood. I wiped the sweat off my face and put the mysterious book away. It was because of the book I had weird dreams. I shouldn’t have read it before bedtime. “It’s fine. Dreams are not reality.” Malessia consoled me.