Fantasy
Bleeding Tree
In the mornings, sunlight would enter my window at an angle that cast large shadows of toys on the floor. The long shadow arms of the action figures reminded me of orangutans. I didn’t see any shadows that day, because my dad didn’t wake me up at the usual time. In fact, he didn’t wake me up at all. Instead, my growling stomach did, and so I went looking for him. He’d been making me breakfast for the past two years since Mom got taken away. Sure, I was old enough to make my own, but his just tasted better.
By Melodramatic Maladies of the Mystical Mind2 months ago in Fiction
The Rising of the Milkfill Magic 1
At the edge of Milkfall Village stood a modest little house where the Chocolate Family lived. No one knew much about their past, and no one ever spoke about the father who had disappeared long ago. All that was certain was that Mama Halima, gentle yet strong, had raised her three sons with love and hope.
By Faysal Boussalem2 months ago in Fiction
The Strange Company & the Plague that Never Was
Knock-knock. “Who’s there?” growled an annoyed, sleepy voice behind the town gate. The evening was not young anymore, and the air was yet crisp. The nights following yearbreak were always the longest and darkest.
By Lucia's Imaginaries2 months ago in Fiction
The Fate Machine
The old machine sat silent and motionless on the desk; dormant, yet still beckoning the author. It was dented and dinged in various places, the gold coating it once wore was tarnished and chipped. Though its insides were exposed, nobody knew how the machine worked.
By Eric Boring2 months ago in Fiction
The Boy Who Spoke to Shadows. AI-Generated.
The Boy Who Spoke to Shadows Rayan was eight when he first noticed the extra shadow. It appeared on a quiet November night — the kind where the cold crept under doors, and the moon shone bright enough to make the whole room glow silver. He had woken from a dream he couldn’t remember, his heart beating too fast, his throat too dry.
By shakir hamid2 months ago in Fiction
The Library That Remembered Her. AI-Generated.
The Library That Remembered Her Arman had not planned to walk that way. He never did. The old district near the abandoned harbor was a place he avoided — every street carried the faint echo of her laughter. But that night, the wind felt oddly familiar, almost like someone was guiding him by the sleeve. Before he could realize where his feet were leading, he was standing in front of a building he had never seen before.
By shakir hamid2 months ago in Fiction
Real-Life Superpowers: The People Who Are Basically X-Men
If you’re anything like me, you probably spent a lot of your childhood (and maybe even some of your adult life) wishing for superpowers. I always dreamed of teleportation, mostly for very practical reasons. Imagine sleeping until two minutes before you need to clock in, then zipping straight to work! Or being able to eat that amazing street food in Tokyo, then have dessert in Paris, all without dealing with airport security and airfares. Talk about convenience! Funnily enough, there were a few powers I definitely didn't want. Flying seemed cold, and I figured people would probably try to shoot down random objects in the sky. Invisibility? Too risky, I don't want to get hit by a car that can't see me! And reading minds? No thanks. I’m fine not knowing if someone secretly dislikes my new shirt.
By Areeba Umair2 months ago in Fiction
Aroma’s Adventures . AI-Generated.
Aroma had a vision of a giant snake that coiled gently around her and whispered safety into her ear. Its breath was warm against her skin, and she could feel the slow rhythm of its heartbeat through her ribs. When she opened her eyes, the echo of that heartbeat remained — steady and grounding — as she stood before the entrance to an abandoned mine.
By Demon MoonBat2 months ago in Fiction
