Series

Boomerang of Happiness - 1
In the late 1980s, Alex was a promising young Soviet engineer and inventor gifted with a special ability to clearly see and predict where the communication technologies would move in the future. He was one of those rare types whom nature generously gave everything: looks, smarts, and kindness of heart. Alex was about 5’9”, had an athletic body thanks to his passion for volleyball, swimming and biking, wavy black hair that he always wore short, and deep hazel eyes. Thanks to his good nature, Alex had a lot of friends who always wanted him at their parties because he played a guitar and had a great singing voice. In short, everyone loved him and he had great prospects for his future.
By Lana V Lynx4 years ago in Fiction
Stress Test Ch. 1
The state killed Uncle Roscoe. Cousin Johnny laid it out plain and simple for Saury. A palm slapped the tabletop, but the fly escaped into the kitchen with Sandy.
By Alan Gold4 years ago in Fiction
Theoracism
“I’m actually impressed,” Vala said. “The two students are wrong, of course, but they care about their schooling. We’re going to have to switch tactics.”
By Skyler Saunders4 years ago in Fiction
Our Fallen Reveries
P R E F A C E August 20, 1990 Monday 10:15 A.M. GREGORY LEWIS glanced down at his clammy hands. His heart raged against his ribcage, nothing normal about it at all. His lids folded over his somber green eyes as he thought of what to say to the council, what words he should enunciate and skip over. It was important.
By Kiara Pharrams4 years ago in Fiction
Moira and Gentry
THUD!! Moira tumbled to the green hard-carpeted ground, head just missing a collision with the how-to section’s bookcase. “Quiet—we’re in a library!” whisper-screamed a lanky seventeen-year-old, holding out his pale hand to his best friend. “Sorry,” apologized the frazzled young woman, taking Gentry’s help up, brushing the dust of the school library’s floor off the back of her brown corduroy trousers.
By Daria 4 years ago in Fiction
Starlight and Stardust: Conversing with the Stars
Stars twinkled in the navy expanse above their heads, cool breeze caressing their skin. Crickets chirped in the grass around them, singing a summer symphony. Aside from the crickets, the world was blanketed in a hush, so starkly different from nights in the city. Tranquility lay thick in the air, not another soul in sight. They remained sprawled out on the plush My Hero Academia blanket, taking in the serene night sky for who knows how long, at peace with the quiet as stars continued to flicker overhead.
By Jessica C.4 years ago in Fiction
Dreamer - Chapter 6
Disclaimer: This is a story with multiple parts. To read the previous chapter, click here. "Are you alright?" My dad asked, turning his head over to look in my direction.
By 'Lissa Stufflestreet4 years ago in Fiction
Hidden Places (Part 9)
Previously, in Part 8 Part 9 Penny We hadn’t spoken much on the ride back up the hill, and kept pretty quiet once we got back to the house, too. There was a silent agreement among us that we would sleep inside, even though the tents were up and ready for us.
By Paula Shablo4 years ago in Fiction
Mortal - Chapter 3
Premise: In this young-adult dystopian novel, people can no longer die. But they still feel pain, and suffer--and it's maddening. Because of the chaos that ensued, the US Government created a program to figure out how to kill people. When Garrett, a teenager, falls into a coma for weeks as a result of an experiment, the Program sets its malicious sights on him.
By Liv4 years ago in Fiction
Striking Iron
I deserved the looks I was getting from both my packmates. We'd left the others at our den. I was alpha, I could stop the looks and side glances if I wished, but I knew they had the right to questions my motives. I could hear Colt and Zilla's pads thump to the rhythm of mine. I saw Nina's wavering loyalty in my memories.
By Jamie L. Carter4 years ago in Fiction
The Prologue
The lonely building looked dark and upsetting like it had never seen a soul. The eerie silence, broken only by the trickling of water down the rusty pipelines. Every time the tap turned on, the bizarre sound of the water coming through would remind him of time in his grandparents’ house.
By Knv Gpt4 years ago in Fiction
Bard: Chapter 4
They put a decent distance between them and Vultan’s warehouse before Laura rounded on Trista. “What the hell were you doing there?” she demanded, and Trista all but cowered. She reached inside of her cloak and pulled out a small pouch that clinked with the sound of coins.
By Rena4 years ago in Fiction