Fantasy

Stranger at the Pentagon
Soon after he arrived, he and three other members of he joined a "convention" in the back yard of the with his crew. Mr.'s home Howard Menger in High Bridge, New Jersey.
By online Job3 months ago in Fiction
Parallel Paths
Have you ever wondered how your life might have been different? Wondered what-if..., or 'if I had just...'? Looked back at a decision, large or small, and considered what would have changed if you'd chosen differently? Life is like a river, filled with forks and branches and offshoots of what might have been.
By Natasja Rose3 months ago in Fiction
Dreaming in Parallel. Runner-Up in Parallel Lives Challenge.
He does not believe in love at first sight… But when he sees her, he becomes trapped in time, like a fly in amber resin. And he feels exactly as low as an insect.
By Sam Spinelli3 months ago in Fiction
Another Life
They weren't dreams. They weren't fictional fantasies. They were whispers of another life. Nancy didn't realize these visions didn't happen to other people until she was 10. She'd experienced them all of her 16 years, or at least all that she could remember.
By Julie Lacksonen3 months ago in Fiction
Hopeless
“I come before You to withdraw,” said Lily, her lips curled into a pleasant smile behind her curtain of blonde curls. I blinked and fought to keep my eyes fixed ahead - at my queen, my Goddess, the eternal embodiment of our homeland. Every nerve in my body trembled.
By Elizabeth Kaye Daugherty3 months ago in Fiction
The Elevator in the Winchester building on Winslet Street
We were born on the 3rd of October, in the hospital on Fourth Street, and our mother's called us Edward. We lived a block away from each other our whole lives. He lived on Strathman Avenue, a stones throw away from Portman Avenue where I lived until I was ten years old. When my family moved, I changed schools to the Catholic college in the east of town.
By Jaimie3 months ago in Fiction
Black Scales V: A Poison Tree
Orla grappled with her fever like it was a physical thing with tentacles. She thrashed in and out of dreams that were hot and tight and squeezy, with sharp edges.
By L.C. Schäfer3 months ago in Fiction
Arise Fair Leaf: The Awakening of Nature’s Silent Poem. AI-Generated.
In the gentle hush of dawn, when the first rays of sunlight stretch across the earth, something miraculous unfolds — the rise of a single leaf. “Arise Fair Leaf” is more than a poetic phrase; it is a reminder of renewal, growth, and the quiet resilience that defines all living things. It’s about how even the smallest act of nature carries profound lessons for our own human journey.
By Fiaz Ahmed 3 months ago in Fiction
Chloe's Enchanted Keyhole
Chloe was peeking through the keyhole in their attic. She saw a rainbow over a beautiful waterfall. The waterfall looked like the waterfall in the picture over the living room fireplace.
By Mariann Carroll3 months ago in Fiction
“The Glass City Beneath the Lake”
A story of loss, reflection, and the ghosts we build from memory. 1. The Discovery When the drought finally came, the lake shrank back from its shores like a dying animal, exposing the bones of what had been hidden beneath for nearly a century.
By Zidane3 months ago in Fiction
The House with Two Kitchens
In one kitchen, she crushed cloves with the flat of a knife, their papery skins drifting to the floor like snow. Steam rose from the pot in a silver ribbon as the storm outside pressed its brow against the windows. She hummed to keep the roux from burning. Her father used to hum that tune, a stubborn little melody that said we are alive in spite of it. The bulb flickered in the ceiling, stabilized, and the soup grew fragrant enough to leave fingerprints on the air.
By Alain SUPPINI3 months ago in Fiction
Veins of the Veiled City. AI-Generated.
I. The City of Veils They say the city never sleeps because the spirits never rest. In Veyra, the hum of neon lights mixed with the whisper of old gods. Spirits flickered in reflections, graffiti sigils glowed faintly in the rain, and every alley held a story that could rearrange your reality if you stared too long.
By Smyrna3 months ago in Fiction