Science Fiction
Inversion - 5. AI-Generated.
Book II: The Right Hand of Biochemistry Chapter 5 Friday evening arrived with October rain drumming against the Duane Building’s windows. The campus had emptied for the weekend, leaving only scattered lights in dorm windows and the distant hum of ventilation systems. Laurel stood before his teleportation apparatus like a priest before an altar, as ready as he was going to be.
By The Myth of Sysiphus4 months ago in Chapters
Ch 2~ Settling In
Frannie tried to listen as it was explained; she did, but everything after adoption was a bit of a blur. Smiling and nodding, holding herself together just long enough to get to her bedroom, as soon as Gerdie closed the doors behind her, Frannie finally broke down into bawling tears. It was all too much for her.
By K.B. Silver 4 months ago in Chapters
The Dream Guardian
Duncan had always been a vivid dreamer, but she'd never fallen through her bedroom floor before. One moment she was lying in bed, drifting off to sleep after a particularly exhausting day at the bookstore where she worked. The next, she was tumbling through swirling colors and impossible geometries, her stomach lurching as gravity became a suggestion rather than a rule.
By Parsley Rose 4 months ago in Chapters
Inversion - 4. AI-Generated.
The mouse arrived next Monday morning in a standard transport cage, its pink nose twitching at the unfamiliar smells. Maya had delivered it with visible reluctance, her composure strained by what she clearly considered an escalation into dangerous territory.
By The Myth of Sysiphus4 months ago in Chapters
CH 1~ Waiting Out The Unpleasantness
Things had been so quiet, so serene for the entirety of “the unpleasantness,” as her sisters had been calling it, that Francine had trouble believing anything beyond the borders of their estate was amiss. Yet, she was sure something must be happening, or her father, Grantline Honorium Duke of the Nethervale, wouldn’t have sent them all out to their castle at the Nethervale months ago?
By K.B. Silver 4 months ago in Chapters
The Sparta Chronicles. AI-Generated.
One day, in a brilliant flash of light, Sparta, the time-traveling corgi, found himself in a mystical land filled with ancient prophecies and enchantments. The air shimmered with magic, and strange, colorful plants whispered as he trotted past.
By Carolyn Patton4 months ago in Chapters
The Sparta Chronicles. AI-Generated.
It was an ordinary day in the garden, or so Pandora thought. As the sun cast golden rays across the blooming flowers, she strolled with her loyal corgi, Sparta, who sniffed eagerly at the air. But then, Sparta’s antique watch, always hidden beneath his fur, began to twitch and glow.
By Carolyn Patton4 months ago in Chapters
The Observer. AI-Generated.
Humans, pay attention, because once again, you have no idea what’s happening. You walk around thinking you’re clever, making “choices,” believing you control your lives. Adorable. You rush from one task to another, brag about accomplishments that, in the grand scheme, are utterly meaningless. You argue about things that don’t matter, panic over situations that were never in your control, and somehow believe that these frantic movements make you significant.
By Михайло Необов'язково5 months ago in Chapters
The Sparta Chronicles. AI-Generated.
In the cobblestoned streets of Victorian London, where gas lamps flickered and fog rolled in like a curtain, a most peculiar partnership was about to begin. Sparta, the time-traveling corgi, found himself trotting along Baker Street, intrigued by the chatter of busy streets and the mysteries that hung thick in the air.
By Carolyn Patton5 months ago in Chapters
The Sparta Chronicles. AI-Generated.
In a quaint little town nestled among rolling green hills, there lived an extraordinary corgi named Sparta. With his stubby legs, fluffy coat, and ears that perked up like tiny sails, Sparta was adored by everyone. But it wasn't just his appearance that made him special. Sparta could talk—not bark or yip, but speak, with the clarity and intelligence of a seasoned scholar.
By Carolyn Patton5 months ago in Chapters
Inversion - 3. AI-Generated.
Laurel woke on his couch at noon, neck cramped and mouth tasting of copper. The equations from the night before blazed in his memory with perfect clarity, each term as vivid as if he saw it on his screen. He moved painfully, still bruised from his encounter with Boulder’s landscaping, but the changes to his teleportation protocol remained crystalline in his mind.
By The Myth of Sysiphus5 months ago in Chapters









