Adventure
A ghost who has been bound to a house for years finds solace in a new owner who can see and communicate with her
In the unassuming community of Willow Rivulet, there was a house that was reputed to be spooky. Individuals murmured of peculiar commotions and frightful murmurs that reverberated all through the lobbies around evening time. Nobody thought for even a second to go close to the house, for they feared the phantom that was said to torment its walls.
By Subash Sugumar3 years ago in Fiction
A ghost who haunts a castle finds a new reason to stick around when a young woman visits.
Sometime in the distant past, there was a spooky palace that sat on a slope, encompassed by fog and secret. For a really long time, the palace was the home of a phantom, a fretful soul who meandered the corridors and rooms, looking for a tranquility of some sort or another. Yet, in spite of the hundreds of years that had passed, the apparition never found what it was searching for.
By Subash Sugumar3 years ago in Fiction
A ghost who has been in love with a human for centuries finally gets the chance to be with them
There was once a great palace settled in the moving slopes of the open country. It was encircled by rambling nurseries, where roses of each and every variety sprouted in overflow. In the core of these nurseries stood a wonderful sculpture of a lady, her sensitive highlights frozen in an immortal articulation of distress. It was said that her phantom actually wandered the grounds, looking for comfort from an adoration that had been lost hundreds of years prior.
By Subash Sugumar3 years ago in Fiction
"The Legend of Calum the Centaur"
Once upon a time, in a far-off land, there lived a centaur named Calum. Calum was a creature of great power and grace, with the upper body of a human and the lower body of a horse. He lived in the mystical forest, a place of beauty and wonder, surrounded by tall trees and babbling brooks.
By shree nagesh3 years ago in Fiction
The Silent Witness
"If walls could talk," said the old stone wall of the stately manor house, "Oh, the tales I could tell of the secrets and events that have taken place in front of me. I've been a silent witness to it all, from the grand parties and balls to the hushed whispers and heated arguments, all behind closed doors.
By Dominic Elrond3 years ago in Fiction
The story of a young man
In a far village, there was a young man named Jack, and Jack used to live with his mother, except that they had only one skinny cow that did not produce much milk, so the mother asked Jack to take the cow to the market to sell it, because they did not have enough money to feed it.
By Abderrazak Zteou3 years ago in Fiction
A Past Life
A chill rushed through me as I rubbed my crossed and bruised arms in the rain. My torn clothes didn’t help ease the chill of the rain Tears mingled with the rain on my face. I glanced back at the dilapidated brick apartment building. I clutched the locket around my neck wishing for some kind of comfort or release. My father stormed out of our door on the second floor. My heart raced as I looked out to dark open road in front of me. His stomping rang through the parking lot. I bolted into the darkness.
By Ariel Curry3 years ago in Fiction
Isolation
I walked out of that courtroom scared to death. I had just finished testifying against my father and the gang he was a part of. I was 2 weeks shy of my sixteenth birthday with no idea where I was headed. Two people who were part of my bodyguard unit quickly ushered me into the back seat of a black car with tinted windows.
By Lillibeth Rayanne3 years ago in Fiction
