Series
Tasmanian Wilderness S03E08
The Eye of Carly’s Hope continued... Hiking through the Tasmanian bush, Millie searched for the guardians of the Eye of Carly’s Hope. She had no idea what they would look like if they looked like anything at all. She pushed her way through a clump of pampas grass and fell into a small sediment pond at the base of a slow-running waterfall. The waterfall wasn’t very big, but the pond was deep enough for Millie to get wet from head to toe.
By Karen Eastland 3 years ago in Fiction
Isolation
I fade into my mental world and before I know it we are already back home. Ryker gently sets me on my bed and then goes back to the car to get the rest of the items. I curl up on my side enjoying my mental world and the creatures who live in it. Ryker sets up my IV and heart monitor. Before going back outside to help Ezra.
By Lillibeth Rayanne3 years ago in Fiction
Love Conquers Evil: The Story of Willow Creek
In the small town of Willow Creek, whispers of strange occurrences began to spread. The source of the rumors was a young girl named Sarah, who was said to have been displaying strange behaviors and speaking in tongues. Her eyes were also said to turn black as coal in the middle of the night. Little did the townspeople know that Sarah was actually in love with a boy named Jack, and the demon inside her was trying to keep them apart.
By Narrative Eye3 years ago in Fiction
Night Shift
No matter where you go, there you are; So it goes, right? Honestly these days I’m not so sure anymore. Not after seeing it again. I should add some context I guess, I apologize. Let me start by saying if you’re reading this, it’s probably the closest thing to what’s really going on that we’ll ever get.
By Kuro Seijaku 3 years ago in Fiction
A ghost who has been haunting a family for generations finds a way to move on when a new family member arrives.
The chateau remained on a slope, its stone walls and turrets creating a dull and unfavorable shaded area over the encompassing open country. For ages, the chateau had been home to a similar family, and for ages, it had been spooky by a spooky figure.
By Subash Sugumar3 years ago in Fiction
Nomad Jake
Once upon a time, there was a man named Jake who had always dreamed of traveling the United States and visiting every national park. He had always felt confined in the traditional 9 to 5 lifestyle, and he was searching for a way to escape the monotony and find some adventure.
By Aaron Soares 3 years ago in Fiction
Isolation
The big metal sign that we drove under says Olavar Academy and I sigh. It was one of the most run down trade centers there was. It was known as being where the drug addicts and thieves went to be reformed. The car went past the security and all the way to the back of campus where the buildings were really run down and weren’t used anymore.
By Lillibeth Rayanne3 years ago in Fiction
