Adventure
The Green Flash
I rowed back across the strait from Joanne’s Island and thankfully further away from her guard bull, Henry. However, I wasn’t leaving for a better conversation. John is going to be extremely upset that I’ve been lying to him just so I could go see Joanne. Hopefully, he’ll understand.
Chris PurdomPublished 3 years ago in FictionRed-Light, Green-Light
Armand looks forward to his evening in the Netherland’s infamous Red-Light District. He values the multitudes of female sex workers filling the clubs and the streets looking provocative for ready-to-play tourists. Before his play date, he enters a fetish shop, Latex et Cuir, [Latex and Leather].
Samia AfraPublished 3 years ago in FictionSliding Down from my Dreams
Life often becomes a chase, a chase that you created so you can’t escape. A chase that changes your view of the past. Of an adventure that chases you down. With curiosity pushing you into doing things that you never thought were bad.
Camila CarsolioPublished 3 years ago in FictionThe Power of Painting in Year 3000 Part F
Ako took a big leap forward and disappeared. The movement was so fast that our eyes could no longer follow him. All of a sudden, he appeared right behind Corvella.
Patrick OlesonPublished 3 years ago in FictionThe Rule
I tripped, fell and rolled all the way to the bottom of the hill. The hill had never seemed so tall, standing at the bottom, but falling down it seemed to last forever. The ground finally evened out and I stopped moving. I laid there for a few seconds, until I remembered why I was running.
Kenneth Ash IIPublished 3 years ago in FictionA Game of Tag
There was barely any movement on the interstate as Zeke sat in the backseat flipping through his comics. It was late in the evening, and except for when they would occasionally pass beneath the lights, was too dark for him to read any of the pages. He closed it and let out a sigh. His mother was in the driving seat and as usual, was grumbling about the traffic.
Patricia L.Published 3 years ago in FictionThe Meeting
“Joshua?” Eleanor called out to me in the dark; coughing, sneezing, and her body shivering from the cold. I can still picture the scene from last night clearly. Of course, I was shivering in wet clothes too, but Eleanor was getting sicker by the minute. I could hear her stumbling around behind me. Quickly, I adjusted both the suitcases from my hands to fit hanging on one arm.
Gabriella DawsonPublished 3 years ago in FictionS.I.L.M. Sea King
It had been three-hundred years since the discovery of Pepsesca, ninety years since its colonization from the Solarian universe, and two and a half years since the Solarian Interplanetary Low-PV Modicruiser ‘Sea King’ escaped the earth’s orbit.
Jamie ToddPublished 3 years ago in FictionThe Floods
The skies had been overcast for almost a week now, and I had yet to see the sun reveal itself from behind its cover for six days. Scattered downpours were raising the water levels of the river that ran through this idle town.
People! Just say Something!Published 3 years ago in FictionUnreal
For months now everyone wants to know everything that happened on the worst day of my life. It's the last thing I want to talk about, but no one seems to respect that. Now that I've given my testimony in court and it's now in the hands of the jury who is locked up in a hotel somewhere. I'm going to tell everyone what happened here in this blog post. Then as soon as this post is published, I'm never going to talk about it ever again. No matter how much money I'm offered. After this I'm going back to making blog posts and videos about fashion, shopping, makeup, and travel. Just like I always have. Without any more introduction here is my story of the day that everyone is obsessed with. The never-ending rain had kept me locked inside for two weeks. It wasn't hard to stay inside after all I worked from home and anything I needed I had delivered. I didn't get lonely easily after all I had the company of my five hundred thousand followers and my two dogs and two cats. The incident that you all want to know about happened on one of those rainy days. It had started out normal but the one thing that was different was an intense feeling of loneliness. When these feelings would come up every now and then I would normally deal with them by talking to my friends, calling my dad, or evening sending messages to my followers to make their day. However, that day the feelings felt more intense than normal. I needed to see someone in person. I didn't want to make anyone drive in the rain, so I sent a text to two of my neighbors. My neighbor Trish responded right away she said that she would love to hang out, but she had a dentist appointment that she had been putting off for too long. I texted Dave as well. He didn't respond right away so I started working on a video. I was doing a video about redecorating my office. I had asked my followers for ideas on how to redecorate my and one of them suggested I decorate my whole office in my favorite color. I liked the idea it was simple but cute. For the past five weeks I had been making my basic office into a green wonderland. I had the walls painted with light and dark green stripes, I had green carpet put in, I got green light bulbs for every light in there and many more green items that would take me forever to list. I was taking some pictures of me standing in my green room underneath a bright green light bulb when Dave got back to me. Now, all of you probably know everything there is to know about Dave by now, especially with the around the clock news coverage but let me tell you what I knew about him or at least thought I knew about him before that day. He was always friendly and outgoing he was the kind of neighbor that would always stop to chat. He hosted a few neighborhood parties as well. I considered him to be a good friend of mine. He was a personal trainer, but it was common knowledge that he didn't need to work. He came from a wealthy family and could do whatever him wanted. He had a passion for fitness, and he wanted to be a fitness influencer. He would express his frustration with growing his social media following but being in that line of work myself, I did not see anything unusual about his rants. When he texted me back telling me to come over I was thrilled that my loneliness was about to be gone. I finished up taking the pictures in my green room and walked right over to his house without any hesitation. He answered the door with his normal friendly smile and welcomed me in. He asked me if I wanted coffee. I said that the answer to coffee is always yes. We sat at his kitchen table just talking about life and the rain. I've hung out with him before, and his behavior was no different than it had always been. After about an hour of talking I had to use the bathroom. On my way out of the bathroom I decided to use some Chapstick that I had in my pocket. I accidentally dropped the cap to the Chapstick tube, and it landed at the bottom of a door across from the bathroom. When I went to pick up the lid my long green fingernails went under the door just slightly and I head a gasp coming from the other side of the door. Without thinking about it I just opened the door. As soon as I opened the door my eyes locked on to a woman sitting on the bed handcuffed with her legs taped together. That is a picture I will never be able to erase from my mind. It's like it has been tattooed there. She was wearing black leggings and a white sweater. Her light brown hair was in her face, and she had mascara smeared all around her eyes. I looked at her in shock and she just looked at me with helpless eyes. I was frozen in fear then I slowly closed the door and my heart started pounding. I slowly walked back down to the kitchen. I decided to text my friend Hope because she was known for responding to texts right away. I told her not to ask questions, but I needed her to send the police to this address. Then I followed that text up with one that said it's a kidnapping I don't know if there are any weapons here. When I entered the kitchen, I kept staring at my phone. This was not unusual for me, so Dave did not say anything other than asking me if I wanted some cake that he had in the fridge. I said yes. It was then when Hope texted me back with a simple ok. I sat there with Dave eating cake and doing my best not to look freaked out. It felt like a year, but it was only a few minutes when text message popped up on my phone that simply read “Done.” I quickly responded with thanks. I kept Dave talking about random topics while I waited before I knew it there was a knock at the door. I made sure I got to the door before he did and as soon as I saw the officer, I ran out the door and yelled she was upstairs. Dave tried to run towards the stairs, but the officer grabbed him before he could make it. I had kept my cool for so long but now I was a mess another officer asked me exactly where the room was. I gave her directions, and she went up the stairs with another officer behind her. I stood outside the door refusing to look at Dave. Everything had happened so fast. I didn’t hear Dave say anything. I kept hoping that I would not hear him say anything. I got my wish and Dave stayed quiet. A while later the officers came down with the woman. She did not say anything to me at first, she just hugged me. Later, I would learn as all of you have. That the woman was a fitness influencer named Paula that Dave had wanted to do a collaboration with, but she had turned him down. It all seems so unreal even to this day. Dave wasn't used to getting rejected but I never imagined that it would cause him to do the unthinkable. There you have it my side of the story. This post has been anything but normal but I will sign off like normal.
Christina EpperlyPublished 3 years ago in FictionThe Ugly Truth
Alison felt eyes glare at her from the back of her head as she walked down. Nervous but excited, she gazed over at the handful of charming men waiting to be her escort at the bottom of the staircase. “Good evening gentleman, which fine fellow shall I pick tonight?,” she giggled, putting the fickle men in a trance.
Maisara SyedPublished 3 years ago in FictionAnticipation
One of her hands hovering hesitantly over the stone, Glory casts a glance back over her shoulder, looking towards her brother between the dark veil of her hair. But her peeking gaze is not met by the charming assurance of prominent baby blues that she seeks. In fact, he’s not even facing her. The fabric of his shirt has become taut at the shoulders, the white of the shirt he wears turned an eerie, shadowed green by the runes on the stone reacting to the closeness of her magical signature. His broadened back gives away some emotion she hadn’t been privy to in their hushed silence with the glow of the magic in the air consuming all her concentration. Though the tension nearly rises to his ears, what alarms Glory more is that he has one arm drawn back to his waist, poised with the barest brush of his fingertips at the hilt of his blade.