Adventure

The Princess and the Minstrel
Once upon a time, in a far-off land, there lived a beautiful princess named Isabella. She lived in a grand palace with her parents, the King and Queen, and her two brothers, Prince Edward and Prince William. Isabella had everything she could ever want, except for one thing - true love.
By HEMA MALINI3 years ago in Fiction
A Tragic Tale of Love, Betrayal, and Redemption
Once upon a time, in the world of Greek mythology, there was a beautiful woman named Medusa who was cursed to turn anyone who looked into her eyes to stone. Her striking looks, with hair made of snakes and sharp teeth, made her a fearful and cursed creature, but things were not always like this. Medusa was once a beautiful woman who dedicated her life to serving the gods alongside her two immortal sisters. She lived in Athena's temple, who was the goddess of wisdom and strategic warfare. Athena, who was married to Poseidon, the god of the sea, had a secret love affair with Medusa. Poseidon was unable to resist Medusa's beauty, and the two of them had an affair in Athena's temple. However, this secret did not remain hidden for long. Athena found out about the affair and became so consumed by jealousy that she turned Medusa and her sisters into Gorgons, winged creatures with snake hair and terrifying faces. Medusa's beauty was replaced with an ugly appearance, and anyone who looked at her turned into stone.
By Lamia3 years ago in Fiction
The guest house
The Guest House The old Victorian mansion stood tall and proud, its faded white paint peeling and chipped. The rusted wrought-iron fence surrounding the property creaked and groaned in the wind, warning all who approached that they were entering a place of darkness and mystery.
By Esakki Dass3 years ago in Fiction
The Secret Witness
The small town of Willow Creek had always been a peaceful place where nothing out of the ordinary ever happened. That is, until the day that Sally Jenkins was found murdered in her home. The whole town was in shock, and the police were left scratching their heads. They had no leads, no suspects, and no motive for the crime.
By Mohammed Sarfan3 years ago in Fiction
Time is Gold
Time is one of the most valuable resources we have, and it's easy to see why it's often compared to gold. We all have the same amount of time in a day, but how we use it is what sets us apart. In today's fast-paced world, it's more important than ever to make the most of every moment. In this article, I'll show why time is gold and how to make the most of it.
By MD3 years ago in Fiction
The Auroral Anapest
Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. Tonight, to indulge that circuit, materialized an alluringly baleful sight, Mirahlae; for she was now that sky. Her cassock forked cracks that fanned out from the folds covering her breast. Her arms unfurled to welcome an event inexplicably set in Earth's celestial courses as an inexhaustible hearth-stone. It was also a curse to remind us all that, to walk with an intent to fly is just as much a vision eternal, unfitted to temporal rhyme, as 'tis a book of actions with a spine held oft by a promise of the sure potential for one to run out of time.
By PW3 years ago in Fiction
He wanted to be Rich!
Once upon a time, there was a man named Tom who was determined to get rich. He had grown up in a poor family, and he had always dreamed of living a life of luxury. He was tired of living paycheck to paycheck, and he wanted more out of life.
By Mohd Shaarif3 years ago in Fiction
The Lost Love
Once upon a time, there was a young man named Jack who had just graduated from college. He was on top of the world - he had a great job lined up, supportive friends, and a girlfriend who he thought was the one.
By Mohd Shaarif3 years ago in Fiction
The Haunted Dollhouse
The Haunted Dollhouse: The old Victorian dollhouse sat in the corner of the antique shop, its intricate details and delicate features catching the eye of every customer who entered. But something about the dollhouse seemed off to those who lingered too long in its presence.
By tiny3 years ago in Fiction
The Heart Between Us
Well Helluh, What’s up from the corner. I know you hear alot of stories about me. You’ve probably even seen me on a lot of Toys R Us commercials🦒…Anywho to keep things real, my names Ben. You know I don’t talk to many people but out of these zoo walls for a long grace period??? Alongside all the social media accounts I chose yours because You seem the most friendliest! You know here at the zoo they do alot of neglecting towards us animals. It’s the worst! I just need a friend to understand me and continue from here on, you know?! Here’s a kiss! I know I’m guessing many of the guys you like are tall? But not as tall as me? There here most of the time??? Just hoping you get how beautiful you are and how valuable you are!!! I always see you at the zoo, you show up and stare. Everything everytime! When you read about me behind the fence only you see I was birthed right here at the woodland park zoo! Sad lie awesome truth, Originally I was moved from mount kilamanjaro in west Africa and when we could roam free until they captured and sold us to the United States Zoo’s??? We all stink in that pen if you ask me. I have many friends like Zebrah, Ape, gorilla but I know you’d understand. It’s Stephanie right???!You see I’ve been sick of the zoo, but every time if I run free for to long I’ll want to be connected to the the zoo walls again!
By Rachael Frazier3 years ago in Fiction
Isolation
I hide behind Ezra as Ryker throws open the door to the therapist’s office. Ryker freezes in his tracks looking like a deer in the headlights. Ezra steps up beside Ryker making sure I am still behind him.
By Lillibeth Rayanne3 years ago in Fiction
When Lilacs Bloom
Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. Could this be that spring is here at last? Twyla looks to those clouds and knows that it will only be a matter of days before she will see some wildflowers out on the farm. Perhaps the lilacs will finally bloom. Sadly, there is one stipulation. Twyla remembers as she lays in her bed watching the clouds form and move. She must fall in love before a single bud will emerge.
By Erika Ravnsborg3 years ago in Fiction