Young Adult
It Flickers in Oblivion
You know the idea of letting go? Well, its’ a lie. There is nothing more impossible than letting go of someone you loved, or love. The only advice I can give you on the lie of ‘letting go’, is that the only alternative us to forget or to replace, but ‘letting go’ in itself is painfully and impossibly unattainable.
By Alyssia Balbi5 years ago in Fiction
The Lioness of Moon Valley Manor
The food services director held out two straws and said, "Pick one." I didn't understand the fuss; we were here to feed senior residents, not lions. I'm talking about the retirees residing in Moon Valley Manor nursing home where I worked. You'd think we were in the small town of The Lottery and someone was about to be sacrificed.
By J. S. Wade5 years ago in Fiction
Damaged Hearts
How peculiar, she thought and flipped the filigreed heart back and forth between her fingers. She never saw anything like this before. Her fingers rubbed over the bumps created by the fancy design. It was silver and could bring her enough money to eat for the week or at least food and a crappy place to rest for a day, maybe two. The extreme cold weather was on its way and anyone without shelter was doomed to freeze to death.
By Francine Lee W5 years ago in Fiction
First Love
I remember the summer I turned 14 and discovered girls for the first time. The fateful night in question my friends and I were sitting upon a hill watching our favourite band through the coming dusk. From our vantage point, we saw the stage lights of red, yellow, blue, and green begin to flash rhythmically across the heads of the enthusiastic audience.
By Paul Douglas5 years ago in Fiction
Odin’s Child: A Review
I have always enjoyed fantasy stories, especially those that are grounded in real world mythology. I especially have a special affinity to the Norse pantheon, with their dark symbology and mystical connection to their gods. So, finding a book like Odin’s Child, which takes a rich cultural mythos and weaves a dynamic and compelling world of characters, is a glittering gem of a treasure.
By Warren Johnson5 years ago in Fiction
