Young Adult
Midpoint Station
“Welcome aboard, Capt. Avery. I pray that your stay here is a good one.” “That remains to be seen.” Capt. Avery Thigpin arrived at Midpoint Station on August 21st, 2066. This was the first time he had been here since it was constructed 20 years ago. I had never seen him in person until now. Most people here hadn’t. We only knew him by reputation. People normally call him Capt. Fire, although nobody would ever try it in his presence. Rumor has it that SGT. Steel wasn’t aware that Capt. Avery was standing behind him. He was speaking to his crew, telling them to beware that “Capt. Fire” was on the base. He was reduced to Private First Class the next day.
By David E. Perryabout 3 hours ago in Fiction
The Silent Love of the Forest
Deep between green mountains lay a vast and peaceful forest where life moved in harmony with nature. Every morning, golden sunlight slipped gently through the leaves, painting patterns upon the soft earth. Birds filled the air with melodies, and a clear river flowed through the forest like a silver ribbon, carrying stories of time itself.
By hamad khana day ago in Fiction
Spring Sacrifice
The woods of Hollow Glen were quiet, save for the crunch of dead leaves underfoot. The air was thick with the scent of pine and damp earth, and the last rays of sunlight filtered through the canopy, casting long, eerie shadows. The group of teenagers—Ellie, Jake, Sarah, and Ryan—had ventured there on a dare. Rumors of strange happenings in the forest around Easter had been passed down for years, but none of them believed in ghost stories.
By V-Ink Stories3 days ago in Fiction
Eggshells
Margaret Whitlock was known as the best artist in the sleepy town of Greystone. Her specialty was Easter egg sculptures—delicate, intricate creations painted with painstaking detail. Each egg was a marvel, depicting pastoral scenes, mythical creatures, and swirling patterns so fine they seemed almost alive. Every Easter, people from all over flocked to her gallery to admire and buy her work.
By V-Ink Stories3 days ago in Fiction
THE NIGHT SHE FELL IN LOVE WITH THE MONSTER
She first noticed him on the night the moon looked wrong. Too bright. Too close. Like it was watching. He stood at the edge of the forest, half hidden by shadows, eyes reflecting silver light. Not threatening. Not welcoming. Just waiting. Something about him felt ancient, as if he had been standing there long before she arrived and would remain long after she left.
By S.A Charles4 days ago in Fiction
The Castle In The Sky
Leaving the grounded, secure bedroom valley community Marylyn D Minor, pressing the gas pedal, commanded her modern travelling machine wheels, ‘accomplish your swirling motion’. Currently promoted, using respected voice over skills while professionally majoring in lyrical performing, the dedicated theatrical worker proceeded fulfilling a weekend commitment made generations ago, encouraging the enthusiastic personality ‘climb the neighboring mountainous region, honoring youthful recreational, awarding fun achievement activities, now defined as ‘lifetime, memories’.
By Marc OBrien5 days ago in Fiction
The Selfish Giant
Every afternoon, after school ended, a group of children loved to play in a beautiful garden. It belonged to a giant who had been away visiting a friend for many years. The garden was full of soft green grass, bright flowers, and peach trees that blossomed in spring and bore fruit in autumn. Birds sang sweetly in the branches, and the children laughed happily while playing there. To them it felt like the most wonderful place in the world.
By Malak Faisal5 days ago in Fiction
The Lumber Room
Nicholas lived with his strict aunt and two cousins in a large country house. His aunt believed children must always behave properly and follow rules without question. Nicholas, however, was curious and imaginative, and the constant discipline often made him feel trapped. One morning the aunt announced a special treat: the cousins and another child would be taken to the seaside. Nicholas would stay home as punishment for secretly putting a frog into his breakfast bowl earlier that day.
By Malak Faisal6 days ago in Fiction
The Cairn Beside the Lake. Top Story - February 2026.
And so it came to pass that King Ertharion, Tenth King of Lombaia, stood beside the still lake below unrelenting and unassailable cliffs with the remainder of his harried host. In what was the tenth year of his reign and his forty-fourth upon this great green earth, Menigo the Betrayer, cousin of King Ertharion, pressed home his false claim.
By Matthew J. Fromm8 days ago in Fiction
