Adventure

Stories from the Eleventh Ocean
There was a storm coming when the sailors hit the Tenth Ocean. It was still far, but already threatened the hearts of the men and women that fiercely rowed those seven ships, as many as the Seven Seas that were in the Old World.
By Iskall4 years ago in Fiction
Finding Idlewild
Ruth walked along her street and up to her drive way, checking the mailbox on the way in. Her dad’s car was already parked in the front, and the lights from the t.v. could be seen through the window dancing across the wall inside the living room.
By Hester Bach4 years ago in Fiction
The Day for Kangaroo
There were four kangaroos in the pen: one male and two females, and the other was a newborn baby kangaroo. She and I were the only ones in front of the kangaroo pen. The zoo is not very crowded, and it was a Monday morning, so there were many more animals than visitors coming in.
By DannyMox4 years ago in Fiction
Majesty: Royal Vying
Chapter One The Crowten flew down, dodging music chimes and hanging plants and perched on a wooden stand. Quickly, it eyed the figures behind the window before hitting the small golden bell hanging from the wall. The front door sprung open and the large bird cawed for their attention.
By Liberty A. Walters4 years ago in Fiction
Close encounter - part I
“Wake up, It’s getting late.” In a matter of seconds, he jumps out of bed and in the blink of an eye his Uncle is no longer inside his room. Still feeling all his muscles tense by the inactivity of a not-so-long slumber, he is finally out of bed. By the table, a single white plate waits on the table. There’s no time to sit down, he can faintly hear his Uncle’s runts while placing the gear inside the boat.
By Giovanni Profeta4 years ago in Fiction
Crystals of Silveria Remastered
Scene 1: Zed’s House: Dawn The sun rises over a secluded township in the middle of a vast green plain, the citizens slowly awakening one-by-one and preparing for their day. Shops filled with all sorts of wares open their doors; bakers begin baking bread, cakes and other tasty treats; the owners of The Naked Drake tavern prepare the daily breakfast specials. In a small house on the outskirts of town, a young human male is in a restless slumber, tossing and turning. His eyes suddenly fly open and he sits up in his bed.
By Orion J. Zed4 years ago in Fiction
‘The Flash’ Season Finale: Showrunner Eric Wallace Talks Death Of [SPOILER], The Mysterious Figure Emerging From Blaine’s Box, “Fan Favorite” Characters Returning In Season 9 & More
SPOILER ALERT: The following story contains details from Wednesday’s Season 8 finale of The Flash. In tonight’s Season 8 finale of The Flash, titled “Negative, Part Two,” the superhero otherwise known as Barry Allen (Grant Gustin) once again finds himself at war with his longtime foe Reverse-Flash (Tom Cavanagh), also confronting the prospect that he may have been tricked into killing Iris (Candice Patton).
By whatsecret我爱你4 years ago in Fiction
The monkey paw
Outside, the night was cold and damp, but in the small living room of the Rexnham cottage, the curtains were down and the fire was roaring. Father and son were playing chess, and the father's belief that the game was about to change radically, pushing the king on his side into critical and unnecessary peril, even drew a comment from the old white-haired woman, who was quietly knitting woolen work by the fire.
By Jackmama4 years ago in Fiction
Vestae. The Legend of the Iron Maiden
Under the faint and flickering candlelight, the pages of the book lie empty except for a scattering of letters. They have remained blank for more time than they should and shall soon be stained by a swan’s feather, doused in jet black ink. This feather will be controlled by my hand, admittedly unworthy of the purpose for which it is intended: to tell a story of a woman whose bravery, determination and fortitude were so great, greater than that of any woman to ever have been born in the vast history of Vestae, so great that it would be a truly remarkable feat for, in the future, another woman to be born quite like her.
By R. Palacios4 years ago in Fiction
The Adventures of Ka'Lael
1. Beep. Beep. Beep. A mother's biggest wish, having a little angel come into the world. Her husband ran his hands through his hair as he waited for the nurses to come back. Happiness and nervousness covered his face as he stared down at the marble white floor, just wondering what his life is going to be like with a baby boy. He never would've thought to have kids,this all came unexpectedly, but everything is going to be okay.Sounds of the loud heart monitor filled the room as she laid in the hospital bed,waiting for the nurses to come back with her newborn. After what seemed like a few minutes, two nurses came slowly into the room with one holding an adorable angel very carefully in her arms. The sound of crying and screaming began to flood the room from the precious baby as the nurse moved towards the mother.
By Lanaeshae Davis4 years ago in Fiction
The Survivors
Surviving until the third hungry night, Noni pinned his eyes on the dog. There was no flesh and blood left on this drifting Iceland, except for the towering icebergs, just the two of them. In that crash, Noni lost his sled, his food, his leather jacket, even his sharp knife. He saved only his beloved hound, Ninook. Today, one man and one dog are trapped on Iceland, maintaining a certain distance and watching each other intently. Noni's past doting on Ninuk is absolutely real, as real as the hunger of the moment, the etching cold of the night and the pain that gnaws at that injured foot. But didn't the people back home also slaughter their dogs to feed their bellies in the wilderness years? Didn't they? They did it without even thinking about it. He told himself that when hunger comes to an end, must be for food, "one of us is destined to be killed by the other," thought Noni, "so ......" he could not kill the dog with his bare hands. The dog. Ninook is far more fierce and powerful than he is. At the moment, he desperately needed a weapon. Taking off his gloves, he removed the bandage from his leg. A few weeks ago, he had injured his leg and had tied it with some rope and three iron plates. He knelt on the ground, inserted a piece of iron plate into the thin crevice of the ice, and rubbed hard with another piece of iron on it. Ninook concentrated on watching him. Noni seemed to feel the gleaming eyes, and emitted a more and more blazing light. He continued to work, and tried to make himself forget its purpose. The sheet iron now had an edge on one side, and sharpened more and more, the sun rose just as he finished the work. Noni pulled the newly sharpened knife out of the ice and rubbed the blade with his thumb. The sun's rays, reflected from the blade, almost made him dazzled for a moment. Noni made himself completely cruel.
By Jackmama4 years ago in Fiction
Escaped Demons
There were’nt always dragons in the valley. There used to be a time when I had control of these thoughts… these demons… these dragons in my mind.
By Vincent P. Terry4 years ago in Fiction