Fan Fiction

Slight misinterpretation part 9 and the end(the beginning)
Part 9: The End; it’s all a dream The glowering creature of deep large eyes and magnificent wings swooped upward into the sky, and then in an instant, was dust in the broken air.
By Melissa Ingoldsby4 years ago in Fiction
A Fan girls' Artistic Dream
Act One The Moon hovers in the night sky. Bright. Beautiful. Illuminating. The stars shimmer besides the earth's natural satellite. We're transfixed. Somewhere in the distance, we hear an owl hoot.
By Sammy4 years ago in Fiction
Slight Misinterpretation part 4 and onward
Part 4: P h a n t a s ma gor ia My eyes gazed upon a random point in the bedroom's surroundings, and soon fell upon a dusty old book. I jumped up from my bed, strolling across the room to the mysterious thing. It seemed to have appeared of thin air.
By Melissa Ingoldsby4 years ago in Fiction
The Hero's Conundrum/Chapter 6
Sammael? How or why is he here? He wasn’t around when they originally found me, now I have more questions than answers.
By Angel Delgado4 years ago in Fiction
Slight Misinterpretation
Part 1: House, House, House His words were drawled out, slightly lecherous in its tone, enveloping my senses, closing them off, suffocating them. Suffocating me.
By Melissa Ingoldsby4 years ago in Fiction
I Wrote My Next Novel Project Synopsis
It's going to be an alternate universe fan fiction, and not only that but an alternative universe fan fiction that ties into what will become a shared universe novel — from my series Enchanted Luciferse!
By Cyanide Chaos4 years ago in Fiction
but i'm singing like a bird about it now [ch: five]
Cas is happy, akin to overjoyed. He’s in the passenger seat of Baby, their car with his beloved as the driver. Jack and Sam had decided to try (and succeed) in teleporting back to the bunker to test Jack’s new abilities. Amara seems to have given them some sort of boost, and in turn Jack restored Cas’ grace to its original state, keeping the crack in his chassis of course. Cas wouldn't feel right without it. Though he may venture into new clothing since Dean seems to currently be listing all the things he wants the pair to do together and getting new “getups” is on the list. At some point, he snaked his hand towards Cas’ neck in the car, to idly play with his hair. Cas took to that like a cat being pet under the chin. It felt...like sunshine. It made him feel safe even as a protector. It made him feel braver.
By ren s.4 years ago in Fiction
Fictional Literature Audiobooks
If you’re a fan of both books and audiobooks, then this is the post for you. In this post, we’ll be discussing the benefits of listening to audiobooks as well as which fictional literature is available as an audiobook.
By Ignatius Ike4 years ago in Fiction
Life of a Hogwarts Owl
I woke up with a start, an owl had been hooting at me. "What are you doing?" I asked as I whirled my head around to face a true owl. His feathers were mostly grey, he had gold specks in it as well. His beak was barely visible with his grey face. He giggled at me with his buddies who were also perched behind me. "We've got new blood here!" he shouted towards me.
By Ada Zuba4 years ago in Fiction
The Hero's Conundrum/Chapter 5
I woke up at our camp and the first thing I did was ask for Bansao’s corpse, but as I tried to get up Joseph held me back. He looks worried, he told me to relax and lay back, that he needed to tell me something, something bad. He didn’t have to tell me, my leg is missing, they had to amputate it to prevent the infection from spreading. I tried getting up again and again Joseph tried to hold me.
By Angel Delgado4 years ago in Fiction
Night Owl
The Night Owl All thoughts faded from my mind, I felt the hazy darkness of sleep begin to consume me. My bed was warm and soft, I snuggled up beneath the comforter. Pure bliss.
By Anosike Ernest 4 years ago in Fiction
Letters to Santa
In the hustle and bustle of the vacation season, we once in a while forget that Christmas isn't constant. In the hustle and bustle of the holiday season, we sometimes forget that Christmas hasn’t always been a time of stress, hectic shopping, expensive decoration, and frantic preparation.
By Joe Walter4 years ago in Fiction