Fantasy
Roses
Ji Miyung scurried down the school corridor, the echoes of her teacher's words still buzzing in her head. Yet, her attention snagged as she passed the grand staircase. There, perched nonchalantly like a king surveying his domain, sat a guy engrossed in his phone. He was Huwan Kai, the enigmatic figure who haunted the halls, neither student nor teacher, but a captivating whisper of a mystery.
By Min Yukyung2 years ago in Chapters
Sparrow's Melody in Winter
A Move Beneath the Snow Witches In a farther portion of the woodland idyll, where the trees have told stories for centuries, there lived a small sparrow named Colorful. His quills were like a mosaic of sun beams, and his heart beat to the beat of each twinkling star within the sky. This is often a story almost him, almost one winter that brought life to each minute of his life.
By Nikola Ilic2 years ago in Chapters
The Tailor and the Brilliant Cat
The Enchantment String of Life In a serene town embellished by a calm waterway, there lived an ancient and talented tailor named Alexander. His shop was known distant and wide, and his hands wove stories into each piece of texture he formed. Be that as it may, within the middle of his ability and devotion, Alexander felt an mystifying vacancy in his heart.
By Nikola Ilic2 years ago in Chapters
The Marshes II
I plant my ankles firmly in the ground, close my eyes and with one slash of my sword in the empty air before me, the invisible wall disappears. I fall to the ground, but quickly rise again. I start running towards the poor woman again, hoping that I won't be intercepted by the Suru magic again. My heart is working heavy overtime, beating rapidly in my chest. My nose fills itself with the disgusting air around me. While breathable, my lungs will have a hard time getting enough oxygen.
By Reinier Prins2 years ago in Chapters
The Silver Serpent Society. Chapter Two.
The overpowering stench hits as I slip under the police tape and step into the squalid flat.Blood and gore splattered on peeling floral wallpaper like a Pollack painting. In the narrow kitchen the victim lays splayed unnaturally across cheap linoleum, arms and legs twisted in ways that turn my stomach. Sergeant Callahan stands grim-faced, filling me in on details while uniforms mill about uselessly.
By Tanya Doolin2 years ago in Chapters
Successor To Devil | PT. 4 |
Mason can’t hide that he's disappointed. Though Mason knows that for defeating weaker tier Blights or Faiths, you can only expect so much of a reward, he can’t help but want more from them for all of their destruction. Pocketing the scales, Mason looks around at the mess that the Blight created. Items like scales, teeth, and claws are easily tradable items for money, but most of the time they never really make up the cost of repair.
By VillainousTitan2 years ago in Chapters
Successor to Devil | PT. 1 |
"Agh!" Mason groaned, his eyes squinted as he glared through the fierce Sun's rays. The yellow ball in the sky taunts him as he pretends to slice through it, throwing a katana sheath through the air above him. He grits his teeth and waves the weapon, spiting that he can't actually cut through the giant gaseous ball.
By VillainousTitan2 years ago in Chapters
Successor To Devil | PT. 3 |
Its form releases, growing in size slightly, matching the height of a passing nearby car, forced to veer off to the side. The car crashes into a parked taxi and is quickly exited, the two drivers race to the side of the street and hold each other.
By VillainousTitan2 years ago in Chapters
ENDURANCE BEYOUND APOCALYPSE
Days 201-209 During days 201-204, the world found itself on the precipice of an apocalyptic nightmare as a relentless nuclear war unfolded. Both the United States and its adversaries engaged in the destructive obliteration of cities, pushing humanity towards the brink of extinction. The grim reality of impending doom hung heavily over the global landscape, with the only glimmer of hope relying on putting an end to the ceaseless barrage of nuclear retaliation.
By Okafor Emmanuel2 years ago in Chapters
Small Town Mouse
Undertakings Out of the Trashcan Within the heart of the city flurry, where people's feet surge and the clamor of cars echoes, there lived a small city mouse named Mickey. His domestic was covered up among tall buildings, and his favorite put to investigate was the junk can behind the neighborhood pastry kitchen.
By Nikola Ilic2 years ago in Chapters
