Adventure
The Legend of the Secret Dragon
I. The Disappearance The small town of Ravenwood was nestled deep in the heart of a dense forest. It was a peaceful place, untouched by the troubles of the outside world. But that all changed when the town's beloved mayor, Mr. Thomas, disappeared without a trace.
By Vignesh Vd3 years ago in Fiction
The Last frontier
The year was 2078, and the world as we knew it had changed beyond recognition. Global warming had reached catastrophic levels, causing massive natural disasters and wiping out entire species. Governments had collapsed, and chaos reigned supreme.
By Firat Kalkan3 years ago in Fiction
The Talking Squirrel
Once upon a time, in a dense forest, there lived a little squirrel named Nutmeg. Nutmeg was no ordinary squirrel, for she possessed the unique ability to speak. Unlike other animals in the forest, Nutmeg could communicate with other animals in their language.
By Manisha Garg3 years ago in Fiction
The Haunted Village
Start The Haunted Village Once upon a time, there was a small village nestled deep in the heart of a dense forest. The village was known for its warm hospitality and friendly people. However, there was a dark secret that the villagers kept hidden from outsiders. It was said that the village was haunted by the spirits of the dead. Some claimed that they had seen ghosts walking the streets at night, while others reported hearing strange sounds coming from the old abandoned house on the edge of the village. Despite these rumors, the villagers carried on with their daily lives, hoping that the spirits would leave them in peace. Little did they know, the ghosts were far from done with them.
By Esakki Dass3 years ago in Fiction
The Magical Book: A Journey to the Unknown
Once upon a time in a small town, four school friends named Aaron, Thomas, Bob, and Steve were wandering around the local library when they stumbled upon an old, mysterious book hidden in a corner. The book had a tattered cover and strange symbols etched onto it. The boys were intrigued and decided to check it out.
By Naureen Ikram3 years ago in Fiction
TimeBox Oddity
Hazle Marks received the call she dreaded most; in the middle of the night. Her father was dying, fading fast. She hustled out of bed, tossing on her house shoes and coat. Driving into town, she turned into Homestead Hospice Care and performed the worst parking job she had ever done. Slamming the car door, she did not bother to lock it. Instead, Hazle walked as fast as she could inside. A nurse, whose nametag said “Lyn,” waited outside her father’s room for her arrival. Her heart beat loud within her chest. Her emotions roiled inside her, ready to burst.
By S.N. Evans3 years ago in Fiction
Starlit Queen
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. For most, space is death. A cruel, unforgiving place. Once one is alone, full of fear, and languishing for breath, to shout or wail is warranted, albeit impossible; a great many have indeed died out in the void like this. Yet, space is a far cry from either malicious or malevolent. It is dangerous, but it lacks temperament, or mindset, or being. So my logical brain dictates. But I can’t help wondering, even now, as I did then, if that is entirely true. As I floated aimlessly. Pacific in an intangible realm of glorious light and colour, and of unending mystery and sublime terror. Of course the truth is much simpler than that. I do not have lungs or any similar organs in which air passes through, nor vocal cords with which to convey a scream. However, I can accurately replicate the screams, and like sounds of creatures which do possess such organs, at all frequencies. And similarly, I have the capacity to detect sounds with my advanced biomechanical auditory sensors. Thus if I so desired, I could… hear a scream in the vacuum of space.
By Samuel Andrew Milner3 years ago in Fiction
Witch Way
Rachel runs through the tavern to the only person who ever believed in her. She kneels next to the blood corpse of her soul mate. “No, please don’t leave me. Not like this. Baby, stay with me. We’re meant to be together till the end of time.” Tears streaming down her soft cheeks, her nose puffy from crying and screaming for the men not to shoot. Salem had always been a place that witches could go to feel safe. At least that’s what Rachel thought.
By N. K. Barclay3 years ago in Fiction
