Cliffhanger
The Dragon King's Mistake
There are tales of an old kingdom, one that has been taken over by a cruel dragon king. A flood of rumors began passing around; he kidnaps those whose adult lives have barely begun and turns them into dragons for his army, which is one of the biggest. Most people, well, almost everyone started locking up their older children to keep them safe. But that was mostly in the big cities and places closer to the kingdom.
By Digi Dragon 05 (Or Digi or Revely)14 days ago in Chapters
Stitch: The lore of Sara Foxgrave
The morning sun fought its way through the grime-streaked window, but it offered no warmth to the small bedroom. For Sara, mornings were never a gentle transition from sleep to wakefulness; they were a battleground of orientation. She blinked heavily, her eyelids feeling like sandpaper against her eyes. Every single day began with the same disorienting fog , a heavy shroud of uncertainty that made her question the very reality of her surroundings. She rubbed her eyes aggressively, trying to clear the static from her vision, and forced herself to look around the room. She looked once, then blinked, and looked a second time. It was a mandatory ritual. She had to verify the geometry of the walls, the placement of the door, and the specific tilt of the ceiling before she could trust that she was exactly where she thought she was.
By Syl De'Vil18 days ago in Chapters
The Graveyard Hotel
The feast stayed with me long after I had finished my last bite and the last soul had departed. The salmon fillet. The brownie, rich and indulgent. It was a meal I could only dream of having. As though they had known precisely what I desired. Just like my room and the dress I wore. This had to be the strange series of coincidences because how was this all possible? Here barely a full day, I was still a stranger to the hotel.
By Jasmine Aguilar18 days ago in Chapters
The Graveyard Hotel
I was led by Hermes, who I assumed to be the butler, down a long hallway. A hallway that seemed to go on forever, but it was the kind of "forever" I really didn't mind. Each step on the luscious carpet was like luxury to my feet. Each picture hung, each light in the hallway, even down to the paint color, was like luxury to my eyes.
By Jasmine Aguilarabout a month ago in Chapters
The Graveyard Hotel
I settled myself close to the window and let my mind drift as the carriage started to move. I had no idea how long it would take to get to the Amulet Rosette. It was strange the invitation didn't give an address or even something as vague as the town the hotel was located in.
By Jasmine Aguilar2 months ago in Chapters
