Fantasy

Cryophobia
Commander Mackenzie was afraid of ice on water. It seemed silly to anyone who didn’t know his story, but it was quite understandable to those who knew him. He had survived the sinking of the Titanic. When he explained his reasoning, everyone left it at that.
By Catherine Kruger4 years ago in Fiction
The Song of the Ocean
Captain Cutler danced arm in arm with his first mate Ainsley. They had just stolen the fastest ship from the British Armada and where on their way to put together a crew to help them man it. The captain threw his hat in the air in celebration.
By Nicholas McKenna4 years ago in Fiction
The Familiar Monsters
Aaron went down the streets he was used to. He killed the animals that he was familiar with. His shoes were clinging to a pebble. Here it was Victorianesque: ornate brick buildings that penetrate the gray sky, narrow streets full of shadows, boiling smoke coming out of the machines. Personally, she was wearing a black suit with a date under a gray collar jacket and a top hat - all without weight.
By Radha Karki4 years ago in Fiction
Angel and Baby Parker
As we all played we dreaded telling momma again. She still didn't believe us about the horns. How in the world would she react to hearing Owen was now part dragon?! I mean she has to believe us now, but I am still nervous. Momma has been our main caregiver and she teaches us all kinds of things, I don't want momma mad. This is so exciting though. I wonder what dragons gift he received, but without having another dragon around we couldn't just ask one....
By Niecee May4 years ago in Fiction
Under My Thumb
Hugh left Salina, hoping to sleep for thirty minutes before getting out of bed. She puts her head on her shoulder, holding her body close to hers. They haven't talked about love yet, but Hugh was asked about its existence.
By Sonia Shrestha 4 years ago in Fiction
"You're Heads," She Says. "You're Tails."
As I look out the window at the third floor of the Bingham Building, I can just see another boy falling on the rocks of a rain-soaked highway. Independent, defeated. In shock, perhaps. She has no bags, but she travels permanently. Everything he owns is in his back or in his pockets - a cheap suit, two hundred dollars, and a bus ticket to Topeka.
By F sapkota4 years ago in Fiction
COME UP
At the end of June, Martin's wife disembarked from the harbor behind their house and entered the pool, and never went up again. At the time, Martin was sitting in the yard, reading lazily. He walked past her, smiled shyly, and paddled barefoot down the harbor. As he was already back in his book, he didn't see him dive, he only heard the spread.
By Shreya Poudel4 years ago in Fiction
Chocolate
After the bombing and the illness came, when everyone was smashing windows and building barricades without canned goods and refueling old cans, my mother said that old Carter had robbed a candy store.
By A sapkota4 years ago in Fiction
Goldfish
He looked at the golden orange fish swimming in the bowl and carefully examined the wings, scales, large eyes, size. He closed his eyes and threw the fish under the crust of water and pressed a button to water it.
By D sapkota4 years ago in Fiction
The Highwayman Come Riding
His great-grandmother is getting a doctorate in Japanese literature. Granddaughter's great-granddaughter is renewing her marriage to Marjaana Leskinen.
By E sapkota4 years ago in Fiction
The Lion's Hunt: Part 8
Click Here for Part VII or Click Here to Start From the beginning. PART VIII The Kurin soldiers spent the following hours on the elevator platform sleeping in shifts, conversing in small groups, and telling tales of battles won and friends lost. Commander Vyuum filled the time in quiet meditation, wondering what life might have been if there were no war. Thoughts lead back to a family left behind for almost all of their children’s lives. Even the youngest of the three would be fully grown now. Etom' regretted not having the opportunity to teach them to hunt. In Etom's absence, the children's training fell to the mate, Kryn'Vyuum. And though their offspring displayed no genuine talent for the hunt during Etom’s brief times with them, neither did Kryn' for that matter. It was still a valuable life skill that every Kurin needed to have.
By David Riley 4 years ago in Fiction
The Thing In The Fog
On the cusp of unconsciousness, Aunt Millie heard the unmistakable aussie twang of Judith’s voice. “Victoray de reed,” Judith commanded, and the fog receded.
By Karen Eastland 4 years ago in Fiction