Fiction
IT'S A DIRTY JOB
Camp Honey Pot was all abuzz with whisperings of a diabolical axe murderer roaming the grounds after I had discovered a Peeping Tom looking into the cabin as my girls slept. Everyone was suddenly an expert in security and investigation. My girls were with me when I reported to work at 7 AM. I planned on keeping them with me all day, no matter how bored they became or how much they complained.
By Tina D'Angelo2 years ago in Chapters
Albie's Meadow Adventure: A Tale of Courage and Discovery
**The Little Ant's Big Adventure** In a sprawling meadow at the edge of a dense forest, where sunlight danced on blades of grass and wildflowers painted the landscape with vibrant colors, there lived a tiny ant named Albie. Albie was no ordinary ant—he possessed a sense of curiosity that set him apart from his colony-mates. While most ants diligently worked in their well-organized society, Albie's mind often wandered beyond the boundaries of the anthill.
By Kylie Carner2 years ago in Chapters
The Guardian of Souls: Death's Companion, Shadow
In the timeless expanse where the boundary between life and death blurred into an ethereal tapestry, there existed a realm untouched by mortal understanding. Here, souls journeyed through the transition from one existence to another, guided by the unseen hand of Death itself. Yet amidst the solemn duty of reaping souls and overseeing the eternal flow, Death had crafted a companion unlike any other—a dog named Shadow.
By Kylie Carner2 years ago in Chapters
Linus
LINUS June 4, 2023 Today I woke up from a sleep and the sun was on my face and I remembered I had a new dream. It was the same but different from other dreams because I was running really fast like I always do but it was different because I felt really light and also because I talked to a rabbit creature and rabbit creature gave me a message and this is new. I cannot tell you what it is just yet because it was a secret, and even though it was a dream secret I know I need to keep it a secret in awake time too. Also I called out a name- a name is what you call something- like my name is Linus like I told you, and also Bubba and Bubs in case you forgot. But I called out Charlie and that is weird because I don’t know a Charlie but sometimes Mom says, “Linus, like from Charlie Brown” so it must be that. Also she says, “He carries around a blue blanket like Linus from Charlie Brown, and I didn’t even train him to do that, it is so perfect!” I want to tell her that I carry a blue blanket because she only gets me blue ones but she seems so pleased by it so I wouldn’t correct her even if I could. That is how much I love Mom.
By Morgan Longford2 years ago in Chapters
The Adventure of Life:
## Chapter 1: The Beginning In a quaint little town nestled between rolling hills and a serene river, lived a boy named Sam. From a young age, Sam was captivated by the world beyond his small town. His father, a fisherman, would often tell him tales of the open sea and the adventures it held. Sam's eyes would light up with wonder as he imagined himself sailing across vast oceans, discovering uncharted lands, and meeting people from different cultures.
By Drake molb2 years ago in Chapters
IT'S A DIRTY JOB
Lying in bed the morning after getting to know Matt felt delicious, as I had an extra half an hour before reporting to work. Stretching the kinks out of my sore, overworked body, I remembered the feel of his hard fingers caressing my stiff muscles and shuddered, wondering how it would have felt to give in to my feelings last night.
By Tina D'Angelo2 years ago in Chapters
Salience
Chapter 6: New Prison Calling the following week a blur would be an understatement. Acher barely had time to breathe after his return. School was a mess and not a single student would give him a break between classes or in the class for that matter. Acher did his best to swat and curse everyone away but their curiosities got the best of them and they continued their bombardment of questions.
By Murry Haithcock2 years ago in Chapters
The Dream of the Crumbling City
Every night, at precisely 3:23 a.m., Lila Mason was thrust into a world that both horrified and fascinated her. She found herself standing in the middle of an ancient city, its architecture a mesmerizing blend of Gothic spires and sleek modern lines. It was a place that seemed to exist beyond time, where the past and future converged in a haunting mosaic.
By James Duncano2 years ago in Chapters
spell jar
*NOTE: these characters emerge from my short story, Capturable, which would be Ch.1 in this thread of vignettes* // She couldn't help but feel bad for that blue-eyed freckled kid. Marshall's son, that is. He looked like he hadn't worn a suit since his senior prom. And not really a kid anymore, truth be told. He was college-aged. Tall. Slightly effeminate with the remaining dregs of his fidgety boyish charm.
By Erin Latham Shea2 years ago in Chapters
