Microfiction
The Nexus Chronicles: Beyond the Boundaries of Reality
Once upon a time, a reclusive author by the name of Edward Sinclair resided in the charming village of Havenbrook. Edward, who was renowned for having a strong imagination, created fascinating stories that enthralled people all over the world. One day, he came across an old leather-bound book with mystical symbols on its cover while exploring the woods close to his cabin.
By Jointdfw 793 years ago in Fiction
Eternal love journey
In the small town of Serenity Springs, where time seemed to pass slowly, a love story began to unfold between two souls destined to find each other amidst life's chaos. Grace and Daniel, two kindred spirits, lived separate lives, unaware of the fateful connection that awaited them.
By Jesutoba micheal 3 years ago in Fiction
In the City of Dreams
Chapter 1: City Lights In the heart of a bustling metropolis, four individuals from different backgrounds found their destinies converging. Sarah, a talented young writer, dreamt of publishing her novel and inspiring readers around the world. Jake, a tech-savvy entrepreneur, aimed to create innovative solutions to modern-day problems. Olivia, an ambitious lawyer, sought justice and fairness in a world of complexities. And Alex, a compassionate social worker, worked tirelessly to make a difference in the lives of the less fortunate.
By Niklas Jokinen3 years ago in Fiction
The Song of the Silver Moon
In the kingdom of Lumindor, nestled between majestic mountains and a sparkling sea, magic was woven into the very fabric of life. The moon, an eternal source of enchantment, cast its silvery glow over the land, and its magic was said to awaken in those with pure hearts.
By Niklas Jokinen3 years ago in Fiction
The Forgotten Watchmaker's Legacy.
Once upon a time in the quaint town of Horndale, nestled between rolling hills and lush forests, there stood an old, forgotten watchmaker's shop. It was a relic from a bygone era when the town thrived on the artistry and precision of its watchmakers. The shop's facade was adorned with intricate carvings, and the hands of its clock stood frozen at twelve o'clock. The passage of time had worn away the memories of the watchmaker who once brought life to this place.
By Niklas Jokinen3 years ago in Fiction







