Adventure

A Woman and Her Van
In the forests of the Rocky Mountains, long days of summer descended into cooler nights and darker evenings. Sunset crept forward on the clock, and I found myself sleeping longer hours. The desert heat became more and more appealing as September passed into October. Part of me longed to go, the other part seemed incapable of moving on. I wanted to recapture that day in the sun—to prove that Colorado had been the escape I’d been seeking, not Landon.
By Christine Reed4 years ago in Fiction
Before She Kills
“Don’t make me shoot you...” The woman whispered the threat to the much larger man ahead of her as they both ascended a narrow, darkened stairway, their feet creaking up aged wooden steps.
By Timothy James Turnipseed4 years ago in Fiction
The boy and the box
Kids and cats love boxes. The love boxes of any size or shape. That is why on this day when Bill found a standard brown paper box wrapped in box paper in the field, he opened it and to his surprise it was not anything he had expected.
By Jane Anderson4 years ago in Fiction
Wind Witch
In the beginning Jamison ran into the room of four people studying a map. With a startled jump they turned to focus on him. “The girl has been taken. This morning.”
By Sheila L. Chingwa4 years ago in Fiction
The Blood Alchemist; Chapter 3
I spin around, keeping my face neutral. "Mother! Good morning! You could have just sent a summons if you wanted to see me."
By Katarzyna Crevan4 years ago in Fiction
TCoE: Backstory Blogs Pt. 4 - Cythia
**SPOILERS** Initially introduced in the form of a farm cat, Cythia is presented as a character who has held a close bond with Eva for a long time. Despite their history, Eva knows close to nothing about Cythia's past, while Cythia knows about Evaleana's life far more than she knows.
By Mel E. Furnish4 years ago in Fiction
TCoE: Backstory Blogs Pt. 3 - Kaynen
Kaynen is first introduced as a good friend of Eva's from since they were young. In the beginning, they had no idea how different their lives were about to become when Evaleana turned sixteen.
By Mel E. Furnish4 years ago in Fiction
Sensations On Bourbon Street
Bourbon Street, the liveliest place in New Orleans. That's where my journey has taken me for the night, I'm not staying long, just passing through. Then it's onto where nature calls me next, my following place of inspiration.
By Yaa Aning4 years ago in Fiction
Field of Hope
One morning the bulls appeared in the field beside the farmhouse. There were quite a lot of them, more than thirty, I would say. Enough of them to make the field seem quite full.
By Steve Moran4 years ago in Fiction
The Minotaur
My birth was not an easy one. I nearly tore my mother in half, or so the rumors go. I suppose it was the only natural conclusion to a pregnancy which itself was an abomination of the worst sort.
By Katie Alafdal4 years ago in Fiction
Prisoner of Crystals
When’s the last time you watched the remainder of your oxygen bubbles dance outwards, struggling before joining the dead space. The waters brushed against its icy barrier.
By Jahvon "Jex" John4 years ago in Fiction
Pre BR
When the day of the rodeo arrived, Billie was ready. She had practiced on her farm’s famous bull, Rolling Thunder, and almost stayed on for a full ride. She told her bullfighter not to blow the whistle until 10 seconds had elapsed. She figured that if she practiced a 10 second ride, then an 8 second ride would feel like a piece of cake. Her best time on Thunder was 6 seconds, but riding him increased her performance times on all the other bulls. Unfortunately, riding him lowered her potential point level because all she could do was focus on staying on. She was not comfortable on him and it showed.
By Doreen Lettice4 years ago in Fiction