Excerpt

Gravity Pulled Me Apart
The leaf, born of the same tree, finds its heart entwined with the branches above it, sharing a bond that transcends mere proximity.
By Praveen Pk2 years ago in Fiction
When the Birds Come Home in Spring - The Overture
Having recently finished my Master's Thesis, I decided to take a deep dive into my Google Docs and dredge from its murky depths some of my old prose. This novel has been in progress for the greater part of six years. At first it was a short story, submitted to a fiction workshop in my sophomore year of my undergrad. Then a fellow student who I was trying to impress narrowed her eyes at me from across the room and said to me, "This feels like it should be more of a novel." So here we are. Every attempt I've made to start and restart When the Birds Come Home in Spring has fizzled out. So maybe we can start afresh and anew. This is, more or less, my masterpiece in the making. I hope you enjoy it, chapter by chapter.
By Steven Christopher McKnight2 years ago in Fiction
The Illumination . Content Warning.
Given the fervor surrounding The Illumination, Jounelle felt a resolve to take part in the ceremony that was not her own. Pressure from her family and friends mounted against her, pulling in a tide of submission and acquiescence. She now anxiously or eagerly awaited The Teacher’s arrival; she wasn’t sure which. As the door to the small, empty room opened, she turned to face the man who entered. He had a tall, slim, and lithe build. He wore a well-fitted, deep blue suit that accented his frame. His eyes seemed to lock into hers immediately. Deference was her instinctual reaction to his presence. She lowered her head, averting her gaze. He moved closer, and Jounelle recoiled slightly. She caught her fear and stopped moving but couldn’t bring herself to look at him again.
By kp2 years ago in Fiction
Midnight. Top Story - April 2024. Content Warning.
60 seconds… 59 seconds… Time was slipping through his fingers, though he clawed at the falling grains of sand, he could not stop the hourglass from flowing. Around him, the silence was deafening. He had taken over every screen in the command centre, putting the terrible seconds before the terrified eyes of his friends and comrades.
By Alexander McEvoy2 years ago in Fiction
World in Tatters Ch. 32
The sound of the carriage rocking helps me to focus. Jason kept all this from me for five years. Why would he? It doesn’t make sense. Clearly there is more to the story. I mean…my mother is alive. All this time. All these years, and she’s been alive. How much did Jason know?
By Kevin Barkman2 years ago in Fiction
The Colonial Imagination
An imposing and unmarked white van crept through the residential neighborhood, following Jericho as she took her customary post-third shift stroll home from Cristy’s, a new but rapidly aging burger joint west of town. It was a three-mile walk that she usually biked. Had someone not cut the lock the night before and stolen the Specialized S-Works her mother had used as a young woman and gifted to Jericho when she first moved away for college, she would have been home already.
By kp2 years ago in Fiction
Wheat
6:03P.M The collision was horrendous and loud. Rosalie tried to force Clement to stop the Jeep by punching his bicep and trying to turn the steering wheel hard to the right. The dangerous attack on her father only made her fall back into the passenger seat as the Jeep violently veered back to the left.
By Kale Sinclair2 years ago in Fiction
Drowning your regrets won't heal you
This is an excerpt from my novel, Moonchildren. You can read more here. _________________ Everyone wants to feel like they mean something. Even if you believe that humans are all born for no reason, and that life has no meaning, nobody wants to spend their entire lives alone. Some insist they prefer isolation, that other people are too much effort and time. Some insist it’s safer or more comfortable to be alone. Maybe this is true. Even if someone spends their entire life in solitude, they deserve to feel like their existence means something.
By Antiquity Anecdotes2 years ago in Fiction
Twisted Tale: Hansel & Gretel. Top Story - April 2024. Content Warning.
“Go! Go into the woods and never come back! The Queen would have you killed by someone else, even if I don’t do it!” The Huntsman’s words kept ringing in Snow White’s ears as she ran haphazardly through the woods.
By Dharrsheena Raja Segarran2 years ago in Fiction
Respite excerpt 1
Format : Novelette Respite (Working Title) Chapter 1 : Next move? * He was sitting on the jetty. The seat was made of weathered wood with white paint cracked; flaking from exposure to the brittle summer sun.
By Pauline Fountain2 years ago in Fiction
Secrets of the Abandoned City
In the heart of a deep forest, where sunlight cannot penetrate, lies a long abandoned city. That city is called Ildoria, where mysterious secrets of the past are waiting to be discovered.
By Fairyland2 years ago in Fiction
The Enchantment of Fantasy Worlds
Fantasy has long captivated the human imagination, offering a tantalizing escape from the constraints of reality. The allure of stepping into another world, where magic is real and anything is possible, holds an irresistible appeal for many. From ancient myths and legends to modern-day novels and films, the concept of fantasy continues to enthrall audiences of all ages.
By quizat karim2 years ago in Fiction