Jules Pulp Fiction

What happens when your life is just a lie? What happens when you finally find out that none of what you believe to be real is real? What if you met someone who made you question everything? And what happens when your life is nothing but a fiction carved by Mr. Fiction himself? "The truth is rarely pure and never simple." — Oscar Wilde. Disclaimer: this story touches on depression, losing someone, and facing reality instead of taking the easy way out. ( ( ( part of TBNB Series, this is the story of Clarabelle Summers's writers ))

"Are you still afraid of me Medusa?" His deep voice send shivers down my spine like always. He's too close for me to ignore. Why is he doing this? He's not supposed to act this way. What the hell? Better to be straight forward Med! I gulped down the lump formed in my throat and spoke with my stern voice trying to be confident. "Yes, I'm scared of you, more than you can even imagine." All my confidence faded away within an instant as his soft chuckle replaced the silence. Jerking me forward into his arms he leaned forward to whisper into my ear. "I will kiss you, hug you and bang you so hard that you will only remember my name to sa-, moan. You will see me around a lot baby, get ready your therapy session to get rid off your fear starts now." He whispered in his deep husky voice and winked before leaving me alone dumbfounded. Is this how your death flirts with you to Fuck your life!? There's only one thing running through my mind. Lifting my head up in a swift motion and glaring at the sky, I yelled with all my strength. "FUC* YOU AUTHOR!" ~~~~~~~~~ What if you wished for transmigating into a Novel just for fun, and it turns out to be true. You transimigated but as a Villaness who died in the end. A death which is lonely, despicable and pathetic. Join the journey of Kiara who Mistakenly transmigates into a Novel. Will she succeed in surviving or will she die as per her fate in the book. This story is a pure fiction and is based on my own imagination.

When I loved her, I didn't understand what true love was. When I lost her, I had time for her. I was emptied just when I was full of love. Speechless! Life took her to death while I explored the outside world within. Sad trauma of losing her. I am going to miss her in a perfectly impossible world for us. I also note my fight with death as a cause of extreme departure in life. Enjoy!

I caught my boyfriend in bed with my sister on the night he was supposed to mark me. Five years. Gone in thirty seconds. I ran into the forest. I was drowning in grief, burning with heat, and completely alone. A stranger found me in the dark. Massive. Dangerous. Eyes like molten gold. He marked me before either of us could think straight, and when I woke up, he was already gone. Now my pack calls me ruined. My father gives me thirty days to find a husband or face exile. The only wolf willing to take me is the most feared Alpha on the continent. Cold. Ruthless. Rumored to have slaughtered an entire pack with his bare hands. He looks at me like I am nothing. But his eyes are gold. The exact same gold as the stranger who marked me in the dark. The exact same gold that haunts my dreams. He knows who I am. He knows what happened in the forest. So why is he pretending we've never met?

One fake kiss made me his wife. Now, it might get me killed. I wanted out of my father’s mafia world. I had a plan, a bag of cash, and a new life waiting. But then I met Dante Moretti. To help him spite his ex-wife, I agreed to play his fiancée for just five minutes. It was the biggest mistake of my life. My father saw us. Before the night was over, he made it official: marry Dante in seven days, or people I love start dying. Dante is cold and dangerous, and hates my family name. He thinks I’m just a spoiled princess he can lock away. He doesn't know that I’ve been secretly sabotaging his business for months and that I’m his biggest enemy. Now I’m trapped in his house and sharing his bed. I’m supposed to hate him, but every time he touches me, the line between acting and reality blurs. This is my reality; I'm joined by the Blood Oath to a man who might be my only hope or my end.

Rejected by her fated mate. Forced to marry a crippled prince everyone calls broken. Lyra Hale expected nothing but humiliation in the frozen North. Then she discovered the truth. Prince Rowan isn't crippled. He's dangerous. Deadly. Building a rebellion in secret while the world thinks he's weak. When palace assassins hunt her and a corrupt king threatens everything, Lyra stops being the substitute bride everyone overlooks. She trains. She fights. Her hidden power awakens. But war is only the beginning. Ancient prophecies. Forbidden magic. A bloodline that connects her to kingdoms that should be dead. Lyra thought she was nobody. Turns out, she's the heir three thrones have been waiting for. And the most powerful queen wants her dead.