Horror
The Prince & The Warlock
The Prince & The Warlock Once upon a time there was a young 16-year-old prince named Ryuga of the kingdom of Zerapha. One day the prince was doing some training in order to become a knight. After months of tutelage. Ryuga’s master, Sir Ivan, assigned him to gather an eagle feather, a piece of quartz and a wolf pelt in order to complete his training and become a full fledged Knight of Zerapha. The eager prince wasted no time mounting his horse Silver and setting off on his quest to find the three items. Ryuga encountered a vicious Timberwolf bent on eating him and Silver while prowling through the woods. The prince fiercely fought off the animal with his sword and shield although he received a few claw marks on his knee and left arm. However, Ryuga slayed the powerful wolf with a strong slash to its heart, and skinned the beast’s grayish-white fur pelt. After gaining an Eagle feather from climbing the highest tree in the forest. Ryuga struggled to find the quartz that would complete his test until he found some men harshly beating a man tied to a tree. So tell us where you hid the vault keys, fool! Easy there mate this guy is unpredictable; isn't that right Voren? The tied-up man made a cocky smile and said, then you should know better than to do something stupid like this.
By Kylecovey Smith3 years ago in Fiction
Paths of the lost
We drove up the snowy, winding road towards the cozy A-frame cabin. The last month had been the hardest of her life and now it was just her and the puppy, the puppy that she had got for her son before, that dreadful day. One tragic night had changed her life so dramatically that she hadn’t had time to come to terms with it. A month ago, she and her loving, darling husband had gone on a trip with their son, her son, it was such a lovely trip the first they had taken together, and it started like the kind of family trip that they would talk about for years to come. All good things come to an end though and if she had known how devastating it would turn, she would have insisted they stay in the safety of their home, in one night she had lost everything. She hated thinking about the night, but the nightmares insisted the memories stay at the for front of her mind.
By Pheobe Walker 3 years ago in Fiction
Possessed By A Ghost
HALLOWEEN NIGHT We drove up the snowy, winding road towards the cozy A-frame cabin. It was pretty dark already. Riley had wanted to wait until all the trick-or-treaters were done before leaving for the weekend getaway. She had told me in that no-nonsense tone, 'Tina - We loved Halloween as kids, and there is no way we are leaving before every last candy has gone.'
By Anu Sundaram3 years ago in Fiction
The Stranger
"We drove up the snowy, winding road towards the cozy A-frame cabin." I had made that drive a thousand times before. Ski trips, hiking, camping and parties but mostly just relaxing. Anytime I needed to get away and reflect, I found myself drawn there.
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Fiction
Frost-Wood Cabin
We drove up the snowy, winding road towards the cozy A-frame cabin. Nothing appeared out of place—not a drop of frozen dew or any moss-ridden squirrels to be seen. One could even say the place was perfect; at least that’s what the reviews would have you think.
By K.H. Obergfoll3 years ago in Fiction


