Novel & Cerita Stories That Are Made Up

She would totally make a fuss about it—I just knew it. "I’ll need more info than that, Gab." she pressed, grinning. It looked like she wouldn’t stop until I tell her the reason and I don’t think I should. Not yet, at least. "Uh… it’s just… I’m kind of low on funds.” I lied. “Gino’s school expenses and all the bills. Just the usual." my teeth gritted. I was never a good liar. "Your brother? Wasn’t he already in his fourth year of college?" Kesha said. "Now that you mentioned him, I want to see him again."

“I don’t know that I don’t believe in it. I think you have to wonder where the stories came from. Every myth stems from something. What sparked the stories? And it is so elaborate. It would have taken a mastermind to just make up this whole world of people and give them each a story.” He looked thoughtful. “Isn’t that what fiction is made of? Don’t authors, like Tolkien, create fantasy worlds?” “I suppose but the mythology goes back centuries.” “I like that you are so enmeshed in the idea,” he said. “It’s what makes you a good teacher. You make it sound like you were there. When you talk about them, I feel like I’m listening to a good gossip sit down at the local bar.” I burst into laughter.

For three years, my husband and I had lived apart because of our long-distance relationship. Then I landed a bridal makeup job in the city where he often stayed for work. I planned to surprise him after I finished the job, but three days before the wedding, I sprained my wrist. I explained the situation to my client and offered her a full refund, but she refused. "Everyone only gets one special day like this in their life, Felicia! I want my husband to see me at my prettiest on the most important day of our lives! I don't wanna be anything less for him..." I couldn't convince her otherwise, so I decided to bring my apprentice, Dakota McCree, to apply the makeup while I guided her. Then I

Luna embarked on a journey to craft a powerful narrative that would resonate with her customers and convey the essence of her brand. To create her brand story, Luna delved into the origins of her business. She explored her personal journey, the challenges she faced, and the inspiration that drove her to start her own brand. Luna discovered that her passion for creativity, her love for nature, and her desire to make a positive impact on the world were at the core of her brand's identity. She weaved these elements together to form a captivating narrative that would engage her audience.

"Yes they do. It's true there are some of them who use their imaginations to make their own story but most of them don't. Their creativity can easily be corrupted by others' power." Mr. Kang nodded again and she kept talking about how to teach them and encourage them to create stories themselves. "What kind of stories did you come up with?" He asked her curiously. "It's a collection of fairy tales written by children. The main theme is love, hope, happiness, and adventure. If you put it together, it's actually one huge adventure story. That is why I wanna give them a try." Jung-Hoon smiled at her. She was such a inspiration for young people who wanted to work hard for their dream. She was so

Nikolai “Hope, oh my gosh, we missed you!” “Yeah, girl. Where have you been?” “Just…here and there.” I can hear the hesitation on her voice as she lied to her friends. She hated lying, even with the smallest things. I told her that I told her friends she went on a vacation. If it were me I would have said I had gone on a tour in Europe to search for myself, made up stories along the way. Say anything necessary to make my false story more believable. But Hope isn’t a liar like me. Giving a vague answer is the most she could do. In the end, it’s all up to interpretation.

Like I was already out. I tightened my grip on the file. “No,” I whispered to myself. “Angel, think.” I took a deep breath. Storytelling. What is storytelling? It is not just selling a product. It is making people feel something. It is making them believe. It is making them see themselves. I closed my eyes briefly. A story. I need a story. Not just words. A story. My fingers tightened around the file. “I can do this,” I whispered. Even though fear was still there.

Everything that feels wrong in her eyes she will cover up with little lies so that it will look better in her eyes. Even in the last two weeks, she had repeatedly lied to Mrs. Eden. First about not going to work because she was sick for two days, then followed by other lies the next day when she came into the office. The one lie she concocted at the start has created many more lies over the past two weeks to cover up other lies she has created before. So lying is really addictive. Once you tell a lie, then you will continue to lie to cover up the first lie. Great!

'Why is that even funny?' 'Because, humans wouldn't know the truth if it hit them in the face like a tsunami,' he said. 'Truth is nothing but fiction, told by the greatest storytellers this world has ever known. Of course, they were also the best liars, but that's the real secret to great story-telling, isn't it? Possessing the ability to make people believe you. Stories become truths so powerful that people forget that the tale itself was so fantastical, it couldn't possibly have been real. Serpents and apples. Building a massive boat full to the brim with every species of animal known to man. Five thousand people turning up to your dinner party when you only have five loaves of bread and t

And maybe in the end I'll succeed. The ideas have never stopped flowing, and amidst the difficulties, I've gathered them together to tell even more stories. I have a notebook full of ideas, story segments just waiting for the right piece to fit into. I've conceived many new universes. I have a love story planned that I hope will make your heart skip a beat, between two young people wounded by the world. A horror story that I hope will take your breath away, with its demons. A fantasy that I hope will transport you to a world of mysterious creatures and strange rites.