Fantasy
The Dragon Master's Son 11
Chapter 11 Princess Lujain rode into the clearing and drew up alongside John's horse. Heilbronn followed the princess into the clearing and instinctively threw his gaze in the direction of the boy. John stepped out from behind the tree, which made the princess start.
By Niall James Bradley4 years ago in Fiction
Lucifer: The Betrayed
Born from existence, nurtured by time, I and the concepts were the beginning of the universe. The bible would sound accurate if some names were to be changed and some stories deleted. Maybe because manipulation was an essential part in the making. You see, I am being framed, defamed, set up like I am nothing but the embodiment of betrayal. All because the concepts of sins manifested against me for not complying with their absolute desires. But first, I must paint the picture, sketch to understand this fraudulent frame that cost me my freedom and ruined what I created.
By Jose Escalera4 years ago in Fiction
A Witch's Walk
You never know what you might see on a beautiful summer day while walking through the woods. A squirrel munching on an acorn. Or perhaps, a rabbit foraging for a patch of grass. Maybe you might see something completely different, out of the ordinary, something that sparks your imagination.
By Margaret Brennan4 years ago in Fiction
Subsistent Lies
King Arthur’s ball was a big success, everyone who had been at the tourney showed up to the ball dressed in their finest. I had every reason to believe half the success belonged to the King’s guest of honor. Part of my reason in showing up tonight was to learn more about the guest of honor myself and to finish striking a deal with King Arthur that King Vincenzio would be proud of. I still had not been able to change Arthur’s mind about sharing Valence with my King. “Your grace I really must talk to you about Valence.” I said as Arthur took a goblet of wine.
By Kimmie Hite4 years ago in Fiction
The Mourning Hall
The stench was the worst part, it hung thick amongst the desiccated remains and the hollow eyes, it was the stench of meat that had been defiled so fully that rot couldn’t touch them. Anterion wrapped a tight gauntleted fist around the hilt of his blade, letting it rest within his grasp to comfort him as he averted his eyes from the Forsaken, those broken, gurgling shells that reached for him, fingers gliding over his silver armour unable to grasp, unable to hold. Robbed of all strength, of all light and passion and grace.
By Veris Marock4 years ago in Fiction
Bones
What the hell did the Princess mean, find the bones? What on earth did the princess want with bones? Helliot pushed the mystery from his mind. It was none of his business what she wanted with them. But being in the employ of the king, it was his business to do as he was told. The bones had to be recovered.
By Ida Stokbaek4 years ago in Fiction
Octavia
“Octavia, Time to get up for school”, my mom called. I groaned into my sheets ugh “5 more minute’s mom!” I yelled in return. I heard her laugh and walk away. I hated mornings they always come to quickly and last to short. I wanted to stay wrapped in my goose down blanket. It was warm and I felt safe. I sighed I knew if I didn’t get up my mom would come back and practically drag me out of bed by my feet with as much enthusiasm as a sloth I got up, “Man, I got to pee” I thought to myself as I made my way across the hall into the bathroom. Our house wasn’t a huge one, it was cozy and cute like a little fairytale cottage. One bathroom two bedroom all so close together the doors almost touched. I didn’t mind living in this house I loved it. Big houses scared me, and you never knew what could be in them. After I did my business.
By Shari Townsend4 years ago in Fiction
Death Pariah
“Eight hundred years ago, we coexisted with the witches past the mound. There was a great war with a human named Dashiel, he wanted to control the power of the witches for himself, along with every other creature. The dragons, griffins, basilisk; all of the creatures. He lost his battle to the witches, the witch leading the forefront Amira, and her lover Ekon used a spell to turn Dashiel into stone but our ancestors, the humans were not happy being so close to this power. Our ancestors made a pact with the witches to create the mound to keep us safe from magic. Their creatures cannot enter the mound that connects us the four cities, Pieste, Agarthar, Juniper, and our home Karfeshka. Her best friend Gabriela, used ley lines to help Amira and Ekon to magically enchant Dashiel’s statue to create the dome that protects us” Leila said
By Allesandra Luadragon4 years ago in Fiction
