Adventure
The Chromatic Collectors
Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. That meant every night at ten; Meghan’s parents, Jake and Olivia, would go out to the field and prepare their flyer. Even on Meghan’s sweet sixteen, she begged them to stay for the countdown, but the harvest was more important. Now she was eighteen, which meant she would be joining them in the sky.
By Grace Tompkins4 years ago in Fiction
Love in the World of Crime and Deception
Part 1: The Setup The city was theirs for the taking. With their unique set of skills, con artist Jack and thief Mia had been making a killing for years. But they had never worked together, until now. They met in a dark alley, the moon casting eerie shadows on the brick walls.
By felix kioko kasinga4 years ago in Fiction
The Haunting of Blackwood Manor
The sun was setting as the taxi pulled up to the wrought iron gates of Blackwood Manor. Grace had never seen the estate before, but she could tell from the overgrown hedges and the dilapidated gate that it had been abandoned for years. She had inherited the sprawling estate from her deceased aunt, who she had never met, and she was eager to see what secrets the old mansion held.
By felix kioko kasinga4 years ago in Fiction
The Lost City of Atlantis: Uncovering the Truth
The sun shone brightly overhead, casting long shadows across the deck of the research vessel as it bobbed gently on the waves. The team of archaeologists and explorers gathered, eager to begin their quest to uncover the truth behind the myth of the lost city of Atlantis.
By Pepe Magic4 years ago in Fiction
A Journey Through the Palace of Magic
Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. It was a sight that most people in the small village of Willowgrove had become accustomed to, but for fifteen-year-old Grace, it was a sight that filled her with a sense of wonder and magic. Grace had always felt drawn to the mystical and supernatural, and the purple clouds were just one of the many things that fueled her imagination.
By MAKING REAL MONEY4 years ago in Fiction
Secrets of the Ethereal Clouds
Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. It was a sight that the villagers had grown accustomed to, but one that never failed to amaze them. Some believed that the purple clouds were a sign of good fortune, while others thought they were a bad omen. But no one could deny their ethereal beauty.
By MAKING REAL MONEY4 years ago in Fiction
Lethal Injection
A few years back, I had read on Wikipedia, so you can take that for what it’s worth, that they are working on a script for another Lethal Weapon movie. I read a little bit of what the site said they had in its script and it sounded atrocious.
By Digital_FootPrint12124 years ago in Fiction
discovery of the lost heirloom
discovery of the lost heirloom story In the heart of the forest, there stood a grand and ancient oak tree. Its branches reached high into the sky, and its trunk was wide and sturdy. The tree had been there for as long as anyone could remember, and it was said that it held a secret within its roots.
By CRICKET ONLY4 years ago in Fiction
The Enchanted Forest
The Enchanted Forest story In a land far away, there existed a mysterious forest known as the Enchanted Forest. Legend has it that the forest was home to magical creatures and hidden treasures. Many adventurers had set foot in the forest, but few had returned to tell the tale.
By CRICKET ONLY4 years ago in Fiction
The Last Hope
The Last Hope story Once upon a time, in a world far away, there existed a kingdom known for its prosperity and unity. However, the kingdom was plagued with a rare and deadly disease that had been spreading rapidly, causing the death of thousands. The disease was so severe that no one had ever survived it. The kingdom was in chaos, and the people had lost all hope.
By CRICKET ONLY4 years ago in Fiction
Vestiges Of The Other
Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. The neon glow of Las Vegas made the horizon that colour all year round, however, began to swirl as a lilac mist on that late summer’s night. Initially, for a few seconds on the crest of the valley, the phenomenon had increased in duration and in depth, as if to communicate with those who were watching. The first to notice were a few teenagers escaping the view of rule makers.
By Nick Tarleton4 years ago in Fiction
