Robert C. Deleon
Bio
Robert C. Deleon: Master of intrigue, weaving tales that grip the mind and heart. From mystery to sci-fi, his words ignite the imagination.
Stories (12/0)
A Tale of Adventure and Redemption
The ancient trees of the sentient forest were illuminated by a warm, golden glow as the sun sank low in the horizon. The air filled with the soft murmurs of the woodland spirits, and branches coated in moss extended outwards like welcoming arms. My quest started in this enchanted place.
By Robert C. Deleon3 months ago in Fiction
Lost Dog
It was a crisp autumn afternoon when my world turned upside down, all because of a mischievous four-legged friend named Max. He was a golden retriever with eyes that sparkled like the autumn leaves falling around us. Max wasn't just a pet; he was a family member, the furry heartbeat that filled our home with joy.
By Robert C. Deleon3 months ago in Petlife
The Unexpected Heist
The night was shrouded in darkness, a cloak that concealed both the secrets and the mischief that unfolded beneath its inky folds. I stood in the dimly lit alley, my breath visible in the frigid air. A gust of wind whispered through the narrow passageway, carrying with it the scent of anticipation and adrenaline.
By Robert C. Deleon3 months ago in Criminal
Wacky Hat Parade Fun
In the chaotic hustle and bustle of my daily life, I stumbled upon an unexpected adventure that had me questioning the boundaries of humor and sheer absurdity. It all began one fine Saturday morning when I, Evans, found myself reluctantly dragged into a quirky event that would forever redefine my perspective on the hilarious unpredictability of life.
By Robert C. Deleon3 months ago in Interview
Misplaced
I was always the kind of guy who believed in the magic of ordinary things. You know, the type who'd find wonder in the mundane, like the way sunlight filters through leaves or how a cup of coffee warms your hands on a chilly morning. Little did I know, the most extraordinary adventure of my life would start with something as simple as a misplaced item.
By Robert C. Deleon3 months ago in Fiction
Poverty's Unexpected Windfall
The rain pounded relentlessly on the rusty tin roof, drowning out the sobs of my little sister, Lily. Our small, cramped apartment seemed to shrink further as the storm raged outside, and the leaky ceiling dripped water onto the worn-out carpet. Poverty was an unwelcome guest in our lives, but amidst the struggles, there was a tale that would forever be etched in the core of my heart—a story of laughter, resilience, and an unexpected windfall.
By Robert C. Deleon3 months ago in Families
Storytelling
The crisp autumn air hung in the atmosphere as my friends and I gathered around the crackling bonfire, the warmth of the flames dancing on our faces. It was one of those nights that felt magical, filled with the promise of laughter and camaraderie. Little did I know, this evening would unfold into a tale that would forever be etched in the annals of our friendship.
By Robert C. Deleon3 months ago in Humans
Military Dad
In the dim glow of the streetlamp, I stood nervously on the porch, my heart pounding like a drum against my ribcage. It had been years since I last saw him, and the anticipation of his arrival had created a symphony of emotions within me. My dad was coming home after serving in the military for what felt like an eternity.
By Robert C. Deleon3 months ago in Families
Heartbreaking
The rain pounded against the windows like an insistent drum, demanding attention. I sat alone in my favorite corner of the quaint coffee shop, nursing a lukewarm cup of chamomile tea. The cozy atmosphere failed to warm the chill that had settled in my heart.
By Robert C. Deleon3 months ago in Families
Rainy Gratitude Gazebo
In the midst of a bustling city, where the chaos of life often drowned out the simplest joys, I found an unexpected source of inspiration that changed the way I viewed stress. It all began one rainy evening when I stumbled upon an extraordinary scene at a local park.
By Robert C. Deleon3 months ago in Humans
Divorce
In the midst of chaos and heartache, my journey through the labyrinth of divorce began with a knock on the door. It was a chilly autumn evening, and the leaves were falling, mirroring the crumbling of my seemingly stable life. My heart raced as I opened the door to find a process server standing there, delivering the unwelcome news: divorce papers.
By Robert C. Deleon3 months ago in Families
