Sandra Amiedor
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Drifting Between Worlds. AI-Generated.
Ethan Carter woke up gasping for air. His eyes shot open, his body jerking upright as if he had just been yanked from the depths of a nightmare. Cold sweat clung to his skin. He blinked rapidly, trying to ground himself, but the room around him was foreign.
By Sandra Amiedor11 months ago in Chapters
Drifting Between Worlds
The First Awakening Ethan Carter woke up with a start. The ceiling above him was smooth and white, far too pristine to be his own. Sunlight streamed through floor-to-ceiling windows, casting golden streaks across a sleek wooden floor. The sheets beneath him were crisp, cool, and smelled faintly of citrus and lavender.
By Sandra Amiedor11 months ago in Chapters
The Edge of Tomorrow. AI-Generated.
Prologue: The Beginning of the End The night was thick with the scent of rain, though the sky had yet to open. The streets glistened under flickering streetlights, and the air carried the restless hum of a city that never truly slept.
By Sandra Amiedor11 months ago in Chapters
The Immortal King’s Ruin
Prologue The kingdom of Eldoria stood as a monument to human ambition. Vast, golden fields stretched beyond the eye could see, their bounty feeding not only the mouths of the people but also the pride of their ruler. At its heart, the great capital, Vareth, boasted towers that touched the sky, temples that hummed with prayers of devotion, and streets paved with stones that had felt the footsteps of generations.
By Sandra Amiedor11 months ago in Chapters
When the World Stood Still
The moment Ebele opened her eyes, she knew something was different. The usual hum of the city—cars honking, voices rising, the distant chime of a church bell—was absent. The morning light streaming through her window was frozen in place, a single ray suspended midair, catching the dust like a million tiny stars.
By Sandra Amiedor11 months ago in Writers
The Wise Fox and the Stubborn Lion
In the heart of the Great Savannah, where the sun painted golden streaks across the sky and the winds carried the whispers of the old ones, a lion named Odan ruled with unquestioned strength. His roar sent gazelles fleeing, and his mighty paws crushed the earth beneath him. Yet, for all his strength, Odan was troubled.
By Sandra Amiedor11 months ago in Writers
The House of Echoes
The storm rolled in without warning. One moment, the sky was a dull, overcast gray, and the next, the wind howled through the trees like a beast unchained. Rain pelted down in sheets, thick and relentless, soaking Ayo to the bone as she struggled to navigate the winding road.
By Sandra Amiedor11 months ago in Writers
The Vanishing of Hollow Creek
Hollow Creek had always been the kind of town where nothing ever happened—until people started disappearing. First, it was a drifter, then a shopkeeper’s son, then old Mr. Thompson, who’d spent decades sitting outside the general store, watching the world pass by. The townspeople whispered, wondering if they had a serial killer in their midst. But there were no bodies, no traces, no signs of struggle.
By Sandra Amiedor11 months ago in Writers
The Awakening of Aeloris
Aeloris had always felt like an outsider. Among the scholars of Eldenreach, where young wizards were trained in the art of magic, he alone questioned the nature of their power. The others focused on control—how to bend fire to their will, how to command the winds, how to shape the elements into tools of dominance. But Aeloris could never silence the unease in his soul.
By Sandra Amiedor11 months ago in Writers
Fading Echoes
West Haven was the kind of town where everyone knew everyone’s name, and their business, whether they liked it or not. Nestled between rolling hills, it was a place that seemed stuck in time, where the world moved slowly, and nothing much ever changed. It was the kind of place where love stories grew like wildflowers—romantic, untamed, and sometimes, a little too predictable. Emily and Mark’s romance was no exception.
By Sandra Amiedor11 months ago in Writers
