Fiction

"The Revolt in Ashdale" Chapter 4: The Escape from the Manor
Anna barely closed her eyes for the rest of the night, even though the bracelet was now cool again and didn’t tighten around her arm. There was no danger nearby, but the excitement settled deep in her bones over what had happened and what could have happened.
By Henrik Hagelandabout a year ago in Chapters
The Curse of Wolfenstien . Content Warning.
The boy, whose face was covered with long brown hair, his clothes stained with dust and dirt, with a strong and muscular build and sharp, watchful eyes, appeared like a Werewolf. Once again, he enters the abandoned palace. Streams of red blood flow down the palace walls, with a dense fog surrounding the area. Several torches, burning for centuries, hold within their dim yellow light many painful and terrifying stories. A deadly silence always prevails in this palace. Once, it was home to a happy royal family, but now only their sorrowful souls wander here, tormented for centuries, under the possession of demons.
By Karan w. about a year ago in Chapters
AFTERMATH
The city lay in ruins. What once was a bustling metropolis of towering skyscrapers, busy streets, and vibrant neighborhoods had been reduced to a desolate wasteland. The aftermath of the war had left its mark on every corner, every street, and every soul that remained.
By Adekunle Deborah about a year ago in Chapters
"The Revolt in Ashdale" Chapter 3: Anna's Uninvited Guest. Content Warning.
The darkness in the room was suddenly oppressive. In the faint light under the door, there were clearly two feet planted. But whose?
By Henrik Hagelandabout a year ago in Chapters
Harper's Hill, Chapter 8: The All-Black Maybach
Something exciting was going to happen today, and Nicole didn't know how she knew, but she just knew. Ever since she had awoken that morning, she had this tingly feeling going throughout her body. It would start in her stomach and then crawl through her body, reaching her toes and fingertips and causing them to feel numb. But this wasn't necessarily a bad thing. It just meant that the universe knew something that Nicole didn't. And she was okay with that.
By Amanda Doyleabout a year ago in Chapters
The Haunting of Crestwood Manor
The Haunting of Crestwood Manor Chapter 1: Arrival at Crestwood The autumn air was crisp and cool as Emma Dawson drove her rented car down the narrow, winding road that led to Crestwood Manor. The trees, adorned in their fiery reds and oranges, seemed to close in on the path as if guiding her to her destination. Crestwood was a large, imposing estate hidden deep within the English countryside. It had been in her family for generations, though no one had lived there for years. The property had come to her unexpectedly, inherited from a distant uncle she had never known.
By Mahalakshmiabout a year ago in Chapters
Samhain’s Magic: A Sisterhood’s Spell in the Whispering Woods
The October smoky sun rays filtered through the rustling leaves, barely hanging on the branches of the trees. I had left my morning coffee on the porch while crouching on all fours. I was stuck watching two ants carry a dry fly. They looked like ant sisters. The ants managed to move the fly to the bushes, and they disappeared underground.
By Gabriela Trofin-Tatárabout a year ago in Chapters
The Silver Bell and the Fairy Ring
The October air was cold, crispy, and sweet, like a cookie left on the counter by Grandma Lalli. My cousin Atlanta and I skip-jumped down the ivy-clad path behind Grandma’s cottage. We were nine and were the perfect pair of wide-eyed, curious apprentices, eager to absorb every bit of herbal wisdom from our grandmother.
By Gabriela Trofin-Tatárabout a year ago in Chapters
The Haunting of Briarwood Manor
The Haunting of Briarwood Manor Chapter 1: The Arrival It was a cold October evening when Emma and her husband, David, arrived at Briarwood Manor. The sprawling Victorian estate, situated on the edge of a dense forest, had been in David’s family for generations but had long been abandoned. The couple had recently inherited the property and, with a love for history and an eye for restoration, they decided to spend the weekend assessing its potential for a new beginning.
By Mahalakshmiabout a year ago in Chapters
"The Revolt in Ashdale" - Chapter 2: The Young Paul and His Dreams
Paul wanted to be a miller. He had known this since his earliest years in Sunflowervalley, where the grain swayed in the gentle wind and the rain ensured an opulent harvest so that everyone could be satisfied. He was fascinated by the work of the water mill, powered by the slowly flowing river, as well as by the windmill’s steadfastly turning sails, harnessing the power of the wind's invisible spirit.
By Henrik Hagelandabout a year ago in Chapters
The Promise of the Stars
In the 12 months 2378, humanity had spread across the cosmos like stardust, colonizing planets in distant galaxies. The Earth was now a distant memory, a relic of history acknowledged simplest to a few. Among the many that roamed the celebs, there were dreamers-explorers who sought extra than new houses or resources. They sought the legends hidden the various stars, testimonies of places with inconceivable electricity and splendor. One such legend was the Star of Lyria, a distant, mythical megastar device said to hold the name of the game of everlasting existence.
By Raja Sumaria Khanabout a year ago in Chapters
Title: A Symphony of Rain
**Title: A Symphony of Rain** ### 1. **The First Drop** It was the silence before the storm that caught Anna's attention. The air, thick with the weight of something impending, seemed to hold its breath. She stood by her window, staring out at the pale, overcast sky that stretched endlessly above the small town. All day, the clouds had gathered, slowly knitting together in a heavy, grey mass.
By Mahalakshmiabout a year ago in Chapters