Novel & Cerita Teenage Fiction

Some men came forth to welcome us. We walked inside the building and we started to tour the building. It had all ages. From Six months to Eighteen years old. We first moved into the fantasy section. The children side had fairies and princesses sculpture. Then the adult side had more of mythical creatures, gods and goddesses, and vikings. Then we moved over to the romance section. It started from age ten. Different sections for different times of romance. From Contemporary to historical fiction. Then we moved down to horror. It had ghosts and zombies. The structures were all beautiful. Then the reading session was in the middle of the library.

“He’s a dragon, but he’s also a handsome boy. But his brother’s even more handsome, and he’s an even bigger dragon!” Apparently, teenage girls liked shitty books no matter which world you happened to be in. The library wasn’t particularly big, about the size of a large living room, but the walls were covered in shelves, and each shelf was full of books. I skimmed the spines looking for any interesting titles. “When I said books about magic, I meant books that teach you how to do magic, not silly stories for little girls.”

It was fresh and invigorating, and it felt like the winds of change were blowing, as though bigger and better things were only a gust away. I was just another 18-year-old in twelfth grade. Unsurprisingly, that also meant I had teenage hormones that raged constantly, and I was always giving in to them. Aside from any pictures or videos I could have found on the internet, there were scores of pretty girls I found quite appealing at school. The combination of the two caused me to fabricate an endless array of fantasies in my head.

"That's tots fabulous! Isn't Ms. OG just amazing?" "Like tots! I can't believe she started writing only a few months ago!" "Me neither. But I'm glad she did." I pretended to surf through a pile of books when the two teens passed by still giggling. I gathered the books I'd already found and went around the rack to the isle the girls had been at, trying to find what they thought worth bragging. Unsurprisingly, I ended up in the erotic section. "Of course." I shook my head, what else could a bunch of teenage girls be giggling about? "Been there, done that."

PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME. Note: Hi, this is a letter from the writer, I'm Ysa. I am a Filipina writer and I hope Filipino readers from this app will support me. First of all, I have no experience sa field na' to, this is my first time writing a teen fiction story, so please, I'm sorry for unnecessary and unformal format. This story contains, grammatical errors, typos and wrong spellings. We all commit mistakes, bare with me please. This story is for practice only! I accept criticism and ready to be educated by others. Ito ang unang teen-fiction story na isusulat ko at series pa nga, I usually write actions and fantasy stories. Hindi ko gamay ang pacing at flow ng teen fiction but I'll try my be

This is NOT a traditional romance-based story. It consists of disturbing elements, matter, and content, including, sexual content, physical abuse, torture, kidnapping, dubious, sensitive content, and nasty treatments. If you are sensitive or have been sensitive to all these escapades and Dark phases. Please do not read it. You have been warned. Well, this is an art of fiction meant for a mature, 18+ audience only. The author does not appreciate such behaviour in factuality.

I felt stupid enough to apologize to him tomorrow and bring him a cookie. A flood of nonsense hit first: roleplay forums; romance book rec lists that looked suspiciously like my browsing history from lonely winters; wikis that read like teenagers high on Mountain Dew had built them at three in the morning. I dug harder, forcing my way past fanfic to the kind of folklore sites with ugly fonts and long paragraphs.

Disclaimer This work of fiction contains explicit sexual themes, mature language, and adult situations intended for readers aged 18 and above. All characters depicted are consenting adults, and the events portrayed are entirely fictional. This story includes sensitive subject matter involving religious settings and authority figures, which may be considered provocative or offensive by some readers. It is not intended to reflect or represent real individuals, institutions, or beliefs, but rather to explore fictional scenarios for entertainment purposes only. Reader discretion is strongly advised. •••

•••••Before You Read••••• * This is a 100% fictional story straight out of my imagination. * English is not my First Language so please forgive me for my mistakes. * This book is rated as mature. * There will be mentions of physical abuse, death and sickness. * The main characters have an age gap between them. * The female lead will be the innocent character and the male the dominant side. * I hope this story will make your story more enjoyable🤍.

"See, this is why people need to be more educated on what fiction is. They gobble up movies like popcorn, and at the end of the day, they mix real life and fiction. Then act surprised when they're taken for the ridiculous beings they are. I just know Teenwolf is your favourite show." Clea had a lot to say, too. But she had so much to say, that she didn't know where to start. It was reeling inside her head. She was at an edge. She was feeling anger, pain and perplexity at full levels. And it was making her head reel. Ten years ago. He was probably still a teenager then. God. These towners were ridiculous. She hated them already.