Surreal In A Sentence Novels & Stories

Hindi sinasarili kun'di ipinararamdam, hindi sinisikreto kun'di ipinagsisigawan. Naporma tuloy ang matamis na ngiti ni Sapphire sa kabila ng pagod na nararamdaman nito, pinulot niya ang mga materyales sa sahig at babalik na sana siya sa bodega nang bigla nalang may kung sino ang nagtakip sa mga mata niya. Napahinto ito sa paggalaw dala ng mga kamay na iyon, bigla-bigla ay naalala niya ang mga zombie na ini-imagine niya lamang kanina. They are just fictional, they can't be true, right?

I can't find the perfect word to use to describe it. It was releasing currents. There are wire or tube like threads that was all over her brain at bahagya pang gumagalaw-galaw ang mga 'yon. They were burying themselves in her brain. Fuck. I don't want to see it but I was mesmerized. I-It looks beautiful. The threads were glowing. And i guess what's on it were electricities. Rushing and going inside her brain. Just like how bloods stream in our veins. Yes like that! Now, paano nila paghihiwalayin ang dalawa?

Pwede naman akong tumakas kung gusto ko talagang pumunta doon. "Sweetheart, if only I am not afraid that I will freak you out more than you are right now, I will be naked while you beneath me writhing on my bed." Saad naman niya na namumungay ang mga mata kaya napalunok ako bigla. So he knows that I am freaking out right now. Ganyan ba kahalata ang itsura ko para malaman niya? But I can't believe he has that kind of thoughts.

"It's weird." "What's weird? Hello, you keep on saying weird. How can I help you if -" "I've dreamed something." "Yes, what now? Come on, spill." Mariing siyang pumikit. "I've dreamt of s**." "What, little girl?" "Come on, I've dreamt of someone having s** to me!"

Nahuli pa niya gamit ang gilid ng kanyang mata ang pagod na pagbagsak nito sa kama. May poise pa rin na nag-martsa palabas ng condo unit ni Zurick si Reverie bitbit ang napakabigat na pakiramdam. She was regretting everything but she can't deny the fact that she liked every lethal seconds they've shared. A lethal seconds with Zurick. "WHAT IS the fvcking meaning of this, huh?!"

Naging kakulay nito ang isang bahaghari na kumislap sa paligid habang naglalabas ng napansin pansing spiritual aura. Dito na nacurious ang magandang mukha ni Suci. Ngumiti ito kay Darryl habang nagtatanong ng, “Natutuwa ako dahil nagawa mong maisip ang tungkol sa bagay na iyon. Mukhang magand aang elixir na iyan. Ano ang tawag mo rito at ano ang magiging epekto nito sa sinumang kokonsumo nito?”

Muli silang nagkulitan sa sala, hanggang sa natagpuan nila ang kanilang mga sarili sa gitna ng katahimikan—nakahiga sa sofa, magkahawak ang kamay, habang tinititigan ang isa’t isa. "This feels surreal," bulong ni Azriel. "Like a dream." "Maybe it is," sagot ni Zarraeah, pilit ang ngiti. "But if it is," dagdag pa ng binata, mas hinigpitan ang kapit sa kanyang kamay. "I don't ever want to wake up." Zarraeah looked at him, her heart aching. But I have to…

It was an explosion of emotion, a multisensory show that encapsulated the essence of this pivotal instant. Summer's heart raced as she watched the pink powder fill the air, like confetti in a jubilant parade. The room seemed to hold its breath, as if time paused to savor the reveal. And there it was, the truth materialized in a haze of pink—a revelation that carried dreams, aspirations, and a world of possibilities.

"But even you are small, you are still a necromancer. It will not be difficult for them not to notice you." Mabilis na gumalaw si Sushi at sa kasamaang palad ay wala akong naintindihan. It feels like we are playing charades. I am a bit dumb with this thing especially when the person who's trying to describe a thing doesn't know how to do it right. Now, Sushi is running and turning around that I almost shouted that he's trying to dance ballet. He's baring his fangs and then suddenly he will jump around and attempt to bite me. Somehow, I was able to catch something but I am not even sure if it'd right.

In the realm of the subconscious, fragments of her past intertwined with the present, creating a tapestry of vivid images and unspoken truths. In her dream, Marisse found herself standing in a sunlit meadow, the grass swaying gently in the breeze. Vanessa stood beside her, a serene expression on her face that mirrored Marisse's own sense of peace and belonging. The sisters shared a knowing glance, a silent acknowledgment of the bond that now united them.