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Changeling; Chapter 7
Everything hurts and everything is blurry. I think I can see black spots. I can definitely hear voices. I manage to lift my hands to my eyes, attempting to rub the fog from them. My muscles groan in protest, my arms feel so heavy it seems like a minor miracle I can keep them in the air as I rub my eyes. It takes a second for me to realize that my hands aren't bound. By the time I do, the voices have gone silent.
By Katarzyna Crevan15 days ago in Fiction
A World Without Color
Lexy crouched atop a rock jutting out from the hillside overlooking her hometown, nestled in what had once been a riotously colorful valley. They had been a tourist town, only a few hours between the ocean and the mountains. Fewer people came and went nowadays, but she could still see movement among the buildings. Hardly anyone drove anymore, though, as the stop lights functioned less well when everything was gray. There had been several bad accidents at first, and now most people walked.
By Phoenixica2415 days ago in Fiction
Eddie Munson Had the Perfect Character Arc in Stranger Things
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By Emy Quinn16 days ago in Fiction
Caretakers: Part 1. Top Story - December 2025.
-------- Author's Note ------- Before going any further, I would like to give a quick heads up. I'm trying something a little different with this story. In the past I've lost momentum writing longer pieces. But, this is a story I've had brewing since 2018 and I think in order to get it out there, I'm going to release it in chunks. I'm not sure how many we'll end up with but what you're about to read is a mystery/thriller set in the same town as a previous story I wrote, "Blue Heron Creek". Thank you for giving this a read and... be careful when you check into Mercy Regional Hospital... The morgue doesn't have the only thing rotten...
By Sandor Szabo16 days ago in Fiction
Slippery Nonsense and Other Atmospheric Crimes
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By Sabrina16 days ago in Fiction
TUS NUA - ch 44
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By Margaret Brennan17 days ago in Fiction
The Traveler
I spin around, desperately searching the packed sea of faces for any sympathetic expressions. “That’s what she said.” I insist, disliking how my voice rose higher and higher in pitch, as if whining at a room of figurehead royals and politicians was going to win me any favors.
By Phoenixica2418 days ago in Fiction
A Dance with Shadows
It was the hottest day of the year. Actually it was the hottest day on record. Alayia twisted her long hair up on top of her head, seeking some sort of respite from the scorching sun above her. “Curse you, mom.” she muttered, but she was looking down at the dirt path beneath her feet. As the sun god’s daughter, she knew the heat wave was mostly her fault. She had just disappeared one day while her mom was working. And she had a charm to ensure none of the other gods could see her.
By Phoenixica2420 days ago in Fiction
🎄 The Christmas Bakery That Accidentally Saved Everyone 🎄
The first sign that something was terribly wrong with Christmas came from the oven. Specifically, from the smoke. At exactly 5:47 a.m. on December 20th, the fire alarm of Sugarplum Corner Bakery screamed like it had just discovered betrayal, while flour drifted through the air like confused snow.
By Zidane21 days ago in Fiction
Cages
Fey I spin in a circle, twin daggers raised before me, eyes scanning each unfamiliar character with heightened suspicion.
By Phoenixica2421 days ago in Fiction
The Lion and the Silent Lump
In the heart of the vast savannah, where golden grass swayed endlessly beneath the sun and the wind carried ancient secrets, lived a lion named Arvak. He was no ordinary lion. His mane was thick and dark like a storm cloud at dusk, his roar echoed across valleys, and his presence alone was enough to still the movements of prey and predator alike. Arvak was known as the King of the Plains, feared, respected, and admired.
By Farhadi22 days ago in Fiction
To Mars
Letting the DOJ handle the Epstein files was a mistake. Elon knew that now. But he had bigger problems to worry about. He was trapped on a planet with a child who hated him and held his life in hi—her hands. He was running out of options.
By Stephanie Hoogstad22 days ago in Fiction