Adventure
"The Missing Millionaire Mystery."
Chapter 2: The Mysterious Caller and the Dark Secrets Detective Jack Parker was having a restless night, unable to shake the feeling that they were missing something crucial in the case of the missing millionaire, Harold Finnegan. He had just finished reviewing the security footage from Finnegan's penthouse, and he couldn't help but feel like he had missed something important.
By Forever Magnifico3 years ago in Fiction
The Great Wall Chronicles
I am a wall, a symbol of strength and determination. I am the Great Wall of China, one of the greatest architectural marvels in human history. I have seen countless generations come and go, watched as empires rose and fell, and stood as a testament to the power and resilience of the human spirit.
By Jan Jansen3 years ago in Fiction
The Walls of the Church
If walls could talk, the tales they could share. I am the wall of a church, a grand and magnificent structure that has stood for centuries in the heart of a bustling city. I have seen countless generations come and go, each leaving their own unique mark on this church and on me.
By Jan Jansen3 years ago in Fiction
"The Quest for the Lost Treasure
Once upon a time, in a small village, there lived four teenagers - Jack, Mia, Emily, and Luke. They were best friends and loved to go on adventures together. One day, they stumbled upon a mysterious map that showed the location of a lost treasure. The treasure was said to be hidden in a secret location deep within the jungle, guarded by dangerous creatures and traps.
By Kishore kumar3 years ago in Fiction
"The Missing Millionaire Mystery."
Chapter 1: The Missing Millionaire The city of New York was buzzing with excitement as the news of the disappearance of one of its wealthiest residents, Harold Finnegan, spread like wildfire. Finnegan, a self-made millionaire and the CEO of Finnegan Enterprises, was known for his extravagant lifestyle and his philanthropic endeavors.
By Forever Magnifico3 years ago in Fiction
A Forbidden Love
Ann was startled and up early on a Friday the 13th, in February morning at 7 am, ready for adventure. Why this because she’d had a previous dream the previous night. Ann had her brown knapsack ready for the journey. She’d felt more eager than usual to find out more about the note The Wallmaster had given her. On that note read: There’s one way out, if walls could talk, talk to the wall master, in the end find your continual path, it ll take you there the choice is yours good luck!
By Rachael Frazier3 years ago in Fiction







