Christina Nelson
Bio
I started writing when i was in the 3rd grade. That's when i discovered I had an overactive imagination. I'm currently trying to publish 2 books, hopefully I can improve my writing here before I hit the big leagues in writing.
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Everyone Gets a Turn
The Guess Who? board had been turned face down when Noah found it. It sat beneath the guest bed, half-buried in dust and spiderwebs, its red plastic warped as if it had been left near heat. When Noah flipped it over, the board opened by itself with a soft, eager clack. Rows of yellow doors stared up at him.
By Christina Nelson 9 days ago in Horror
To Make Gods Kneel
The winds howled across the desert, kicking sand into furious spirals. The remains of Olympus shimmered like mirages on the horizon. Sarai stood in the heart of the battlefield, her body still buzzing from the previous fight, her knuckles sore, her pulse steady.
By Christina Nelson 6 months ago in Fiction
Ghost of the Sea
Atlantis shimmered like a dream carved from crystal and sunlight. Sprawling towers of aquamarine glass spiraled into the clouds, their tips catching the light of twin suns as they arced across the sky. Bridges of living coral pulsed with life beneath footfalls, and waterfalls of liquid light cascaded down cliffs carved by gods. Magic was not a force here; it was breath, blood, instinct. The city pulsed with it.
By Christina Nelson 6 months ago in Fiction
The Eyes in the Water
The water near the castle is the coldest. And it's always the darkest. Everything about this place is dark. There is no love or light that really lives here. The citizens outside of the palace are only full of depression and anguish. My parents are...unforthcoming. It didn't always use to be like this. But from all the memories I have, darkness has taken them all.
By Christina Nelson 10 months ago in Fiction
Split Pressure . Content Warning.
Then... Shh.. they're coming Kaya and her twin sister Akiya huddled up in the corner in their room. Their parents came stomping up the stairs, screaming and barking instructions. There was another child outside with them, crying.
By Christina Nelson about a year ago in Fiction
