Fable

Bad Luck Absol
Absol always had a reputation. In the small town of Willow Creek, his name was whispered in hushed tones, like a curse. People said he brought bad luck, that wherever he went, misfortune followed. He didn’t believe in such superstitions—at least, not at first.
By The Kind Quillabout a year ago in Fiction
From Dream to Empire. AI-Generated.
Certainly! Here’s an expanded version of Chapter 3: "The Breakthrough," focusing on Alex’s first major success, the growth of his business, and the impact of his breakthrough.
By Someoneabout a year ago in Fiction
Mystical treasures of the Forgotten Isle
Gather 'round the flickering fire, for I have a tale to tell—a tale of treacherous seas, hidden riches, and a deserted mansion that defies reason.
By Antoni De'Leonabout a year ago in Fiction
Echoes of the Forgotten
In a remote village shrouded in mist, there lay an ancient well known as the Echoing Ocean. The townies spoke of it in hushed tones, for it was said that those who gazed into its depths would hear the echoes of lost souls — whispers of the forgotten.
By Asmir Malikabout a year ago in Fiction
Liam's Ascent
In a small, weather-beaten town nestled between rolling hills and dense forests, lived a boy named Liam. The town, with its cracked sidewalks and rusting fences, seemed to be perpetually shrouded in a haze of gray. The people there spoke in murmurs, their voices blending with the wind that whispered through the empty streets.
By Someoneabout a year ago in Fiction
The Governor's Mansion
On a brisk autumn morning, the office of Schranke and Coates Architects, the most in-demand residential design firm in the Cincinnati Tri-State, was alight with activity. Two of their junior architects, Max and Hank, were sitting at their computers in the open-concept space.
By Jaye Poolabout a year ago in Fiction
The Ballad of the Village Boy
In a hamlet small, where rivers flowed, A boy named Ethan, freely strode. With heart of gold and spirit bright, He filled each day with pure delight.
By Moharif Yuliantoabout a year ago in Fiction
Star Love
Anya had always been drawn to the stars. As a child, she would spend hours lying on her back, gazing up at the vast expanse of the night sky. She imagined distant worlds, filled with alien creatures and strange landscapes.
By Moharif Yuliantoabout a year ago in Fiction
An understanding of the weapon
Disclaimer: While I can provide information and analysis on various weapons, it's important to note that discussing weapons can be sensitive. Please use this information responsibly and ethically. If you have concerns about the misuse of weapons, please contact your local authorities.
By Moharif Yuliantoabout a year ago in Fiction
A final Embrace . Content Warning.
Who knows how many souls are resting in these silent walls? The hustle and bustle and noise here do not disturb them. Countless weak and sick people come here, hoping that they will return from here completely healthy. Because this place is dedicated to their well-being. However, it's not necessary for changes and circumstances to be always in our favor."
By Karan w. about a year ago in Fiction
The story of Wadi Kraft
**The Story of Craft Valley** Once upon a time, there was a magical valley called "Craft Valley," nestled between high mountains and serene lakes. This was no ordinary valley; it held ancient secrets and strange creatures that could only be seen if you were truly worthy. Everyone who lived there knew that the valley possessed a mysterious energy that kept everything in perfect balance.
By Musab shabanabout a year ago in Fiction
Inayat- The Light of Hope
The Light of Hope To be the muse or to be the one who beholds the musings, To laugh in adversities or to be the one who stands tall beyond the mockings.
By Hridya Sharmaabout a year ago in Fiction