Young Adult

The Forever of My Dreams
After breakfast, Elliott told Luc to watch over Ella before taking me out to the deck where the first-class passengers all hung out.
By 'Lissa Stufflestreet4 years ago in Fiction
THE TITAN CHRONICLES
Chapter One A fresh powdery layer of snow blanketed the ground around the Nano Tech Industries compound on a cold late February night. Dr. Simon Anderson pulled his wool coat tighter around himself, the cold winter air cutting straight to the bone. The scientist was taking his usual nightly stroll around the inside of the compounds outer wall to clear his mind of the days clutter, his normal thermos of coffee half gone. He really enjoyed the solidarity of his walks, being able to focus on the days clutter inside his mind not having the board of directors hounding him to hurry up with this sample or to send that report now.
By Kolten Peña4 years ago in Fiction
Dreamer - Chapter 48
The house looked a lot more homely once everything had been unpacked and put away. Dad would be so proud of me for not waiting till he got home to get this done. I just know he would've had some elaborate lecture planned out if I just left every box seated all over the house, unopened and not put away. Although, all this did take me till five in the morning to complete so... he probably would still have had a lecture about why I would decide to unpack rather than prepare myself to be ready for school the next day. Rev would be so proud of me. God. That statement doesn't make me feel any better.
By 'Lissa Stufflestreet4 years ago in Fiction
In The End We All Fall In Order To Get Back Up Again.
It was the summer of ‘09 when I almost lost everything and embraced life with all of its ups and downs. My family would always go down to our lake house in Oregon. This summer my parents were finally fed up and decided to part ways. Since their divorce wasn’t finalized yet the whole family went. There’s my oldest sister Rosa, the second oldest sister Tulip, then me Aspen, and my baby sister Dahlia. Upsettingly I’m the only boy in a family of girls, I’m usually ignored because my parents adore my sisters.
By Monarch4 years ago in Fiction
The Finch and the Sparrow
Becoming a goldfinch was just an expression, or rather, an Expression, as Josh quipped. The youth was so sincere, so guileless, that even a level-headed listener might almost be persuaded to believe his story, his perfectly ridiculous claim that he could, at will, and with a minimum of concentration, change his physical form into that of a bird.
By Eric Wolf4 years ago in Fiction
Lou and Mel
“What did your friend just call you? Lou?” Simone had just dropped me off, and my old man neighbor Mel was on his porch, again, craning his neck so his wrinkly folds looked even more wrinkly. Ever since his wife Joy died months ago (the sweetest woman who I’d really, really, liked), he literally does nothing else all day except sit out there and be nosy.
By Ellen Cassidy4 years ago in Fiction
A Frosty Summer
Autumn was just about to interrupt the latest summer when this happened. That magical moment when the trees visit her sunny ballroom dressed in gold or red robes is an invitation to slowly strip them away. Growing up in a big city, we anticipated the pleasure of digging with our feet through the rustling carpet that would soon cover the ground. Most adults were absorbed by important tasks after the summer break. So, we built our own world and our own places to live and enjoy. The time had come to move to the Autumn house.
By Anette Rosen4 years ago in Fiction
Last Plates
Driving on a dark morning with minimal light passing through the cash family car. The dead of silence loomed in the vehicle as the sun was getting up to see the next day. "Amar, where we go now," asked Nho? Looking into the distance, feelings of anxiety crept up Amar's body like a batch of spiders "…" only silence replied instantly. "Where, Amar," asked Nho. "Sorry, Nho, I was just thinking. We are going to visit one of my friends. They recently got a house in Red Canshal. Hopefully, he'll have space for one more," laughed Amar as he wiped underneath his eyes while the sun began to waltz its way to the sky.
By D.C. Senju4 years ago in Fiction
The Many Lives of a Witch
In the early autumn of the 82nd year of her life, in the dappled shade of her favorite willow tree, an old woman realized, quite by surprise, that she was dying. In fact, she felt certain today would be her last day alive.
By Ashley Britten4 years ago in Fiction
Fairyland Problems
She got the glasses and forced them onto my face so hard that they broke in half. “Great job, A+ parenting. Now I’m grounded, but thank the gods I can’t see you”
By Sunshiny 4 years ago in Fiction
Ghosts
It was a cold day in England and the seagulls soared with an endless cry over the ocean in the distance. The bench creaked lightly underneath his small feet and Arthur stood up before taking a small jump onto the ground. His homework sat on the old wooded desk across from his bed. Arthur sighed and picked up the papers. Third grade math. He rolled his eyes and picked up a pencil. Sitting down in the creaky chair, he began to work over the problems, step by step. The pencil glided over the paper and quickly covered the page in numbers. He scrawled his name on the top of the paper: Arthur Poe. This was all too trivial for him anyway. Arthur had always been very advanced, possibly enough to have skipped a grade, but he was very quiet. Teachers never took notice of him, and therefore, he never moved up.
By Ella K4 years ago in Fiction
Awakening the Light
Prologue Lyum Rosecrown, Ruling Queen of the Northern Isles, looks out from her balcony while rubbing her very pregnant belly. This was her second child, and her nerves fluttered with the breeze that gently shifted the curtains behind her. She waited for a sign, wondering if her child would be the one foretold, her firstborn daughter.
By Michelle Weir4 years ago in Fiction