Young Adult
What's it like to be in love with a manipulative sick woman
Si HOarse will not refuse anything, Yiyi accept all the acceptance, but, and did not express the behavior. And the woman Burch Darla offered him did not attract his attention at all, which made Burch. Lada was in trouble, Chance was scarce, and Szu had never had a woman around him, which made BRCH. Lada came up with the idea of offering a beautiful woman in the hope of making a connection with Mr. S.
By Kitite Lemo3 years ago in Fiction
Circus: Hells Kitchen Chapter 4
The Sun and The Son A man woke up chained to a metal chair beaten and bloody. He groaned in pain as he looked around. He was under a beam of sunlight in a very spacious concrete room. He could vaguely make out a metal table that appeared to have something laying on it. He squinted to see that there was a much farther metal door with an antique vinyl player by it.
By Christopher Shavers3 years ago in Fiction
The Marvelous Rendell and Bob
Rendell was an enormous maroon colored talking dragon with blue, red and yellow spotted eyes and enormous jagged green and red colored scales. Rendell lived deep within a cave with many tunnels and a small stream running down the center of its largest stony path. This not only gave the cave its wonderful petrichor smell, but the water pooled up at the end of the corridor making a convenient bath. The pooled water was usually warm from natural steam vents beneath, but sometimes rose to boiling temperatures. The steam caused water to bead up and eventually grow stalactites and stalagmites. The cave’s complicated burrows were an unsolvable maze to humans, keeping Rendell safe. Rendell had been living there long enough to know where every passageway led.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
Banoom
Banoom dragged her tail through the fallen leaves on the malt path, the autumn foliage now past peak color, her breath visible in the air above her snout. Cambria woods – especially the malt path – was her favorite place on Yirrth, a retreat from awkward interactions with family ‘friends,’ volunteers, or the Charitable Order of Gnomes. A place to avoid whomever she was appointed to stay with that week.
By D.P. Martin3 years ago in Fiction
Homecoming
Prologue I was awakened by shouts and crying. I could not breathe. There was white smoke everywhere. I could see the oxygen masks that had fallen from their hiding place under the overhead compartment. I swatted at them like I was swatting flies. No way was I going to let a mask keep me tethered to this plane, so I pulled my shirt over my mouth and nose. I wished for us to be back home, to be arguing about not wanting to go to Ireland. Anything would be better than being on this stupid plane in the middle of stupid nowhere worrying about being rescued. Something hit my foot. Looking down, I saw purses, bags, and even shoes sliding towards the front of the plane. I swallowed hard and turned toward my window. Water! Twisting my head to the other side to see out the other window, all I could see was water. We’re going to crash into the ocean! I saw my mom in the seat across the aisle from me. She was stiff, rigid, and her eyes were wide. Her knuckles were white from gripping the arm rests. I wasn’t sure she was breathing. Dad was trying to climb over Seth and Tara. My brother and sister were seated on the inside of Mom and Dad by the window so that they could read comic books together. Now Dad was trying to put them between himself and Mom. The youngest in the center.
By Tonya Fowler3 years ago in Fiction
Riptide; Chapter 1
The wind whips by, tossing the strands of hair it catches into my face. If the storm hadn't broken our already weakened mast, we'd be making excellent time. I sigh, tapping my finger on the railing of the bow. The storm had proved to be our saving grace, even if it had nearly dragged us under in the process. Our main mast was gone, having taken out the foremast as it fell, and our sails were in tatters, but at least we had made it out, most likely unlike our pursuant.
By Katarzyna Crevan3 years ago in Fiction
A Curse to Break; Chapter 4
I take one last look at my reflection in the mirror, slowly turning my head to each side. I don't think I did too bad of a job. Hopefully, Mother would agree. She was likely still mad at me, and I didn't want to give her any more reason to be mad. She would likely think any slip-up was another attempt to get out of going to the ball. I knew better than to push my luck like that, but Mother wouldn't care.
By Katarzyna Crevan3 years ago in Fiction
Fox Hunt; Chapter 4
We make it another block before our shadow disappears into the crowd. For a second the thought that we should have approached him comes to mind, but I quickly throw it away. No, he would have run. He had been studying us. I doubt it was the last we'd see of him.
By Katarzyna Crevan3 years ago in Fiction
Zhane & Vitani Chapter 1
Chapter 1 Summer Ends The final days of summer vacation shrouded the atmosphere of Miami, Florida. The jaded kids in the area were not looking forward to another year of school and mountains of homework. But over on 235 Lomaky Drive, there were two 12-year-old twins clashing for the controller to their Xbox One.
By Kylecovey Smith3 years ago in Fiction
Spiro
I could sense her at the start of it all, before I knew of anything else. She was kind and full of hope. I could tell her soul was pure and true. I felt safe in the presence. There was another I could sense too, he was like me. He too was new to everything and this existence we both shared. I was not yet ready to see more and neither was he.
By Abigail Spring3 years ago in Fiction
