Adventure
The Enigma of Midnight Manor
Once upon a time in the small town of Willowbrook, nestled in the heart of the countryside, stood a grand and eerie mansion known as the Midnight Mansion. It had earned its name due to the strange happenings that occurred within its walls when the moon was high in the sky.
Serhat KösePublished 11 months ago in FictionRevenance
The world had changed. A discovery that had once been hailed as a scientific breakthrough had turned the world upside down. In the early 21st century, a group of scientists had found a way to reanimate dead cells, bringing the dead back to life. The discovery had been made in an attempt to find a cure for terminal illnesses and to give hope to the grieving, but it had not gone as planned.
Edward C. AddamsPublished 11 months ago in FictionThe Crimson Tides
The sound of waves crashing against the hull of the ship was music to Captain Callaghan's ears. The sea was his home, and he was a pirate through and through. He had been on the high seas for over two decades, and his reputation preceded him. His crew was the best in the business, and they had plundered many ships and ports over the years.
Edward C. AddamsPublished 11 months ago in FictionThe Worst Job Interview Ever
Characters: Interviewer Job applicant Synopsis: The scene opens with an interviewer sitting behind a desk, looking through a stack of resumes. The job applicant enters nervously and takes a seat.
The Forbidden Temple.
The Forbidden Temple Deep in the heart of the dense jungle stood the legendary Forbidden Temple. It was said to hold unimaginable treasures, but no one had ever returned from its depths to confirm the tales. Many adventurers had attempted to conquer the temple, but all had failed, succumbing to its treacherous traps and ancient guardians.
Mehidi HasanPublished 11 months ago in FictionThe Enchanting Ana Bala Doll: A Magical Adventure Unveiled.
Once upon a time in a quaint village nestled amidst rolling hills, a young girl named Lily discovered an extraordinary doll named Ana Bala. Crafted with exquisite detail and possessing an enchanting aura, the Ana Bala doll held the power to come alive and embark on extraordinary adventures.
Mehidi HasanPublished 11 months ago in FictionLOST IN TIME
Once upon a time in the bustling city of Manhattan, a curious young archaeologist named Amelia Adler unearthed a hidden artifact during a daring expedition. The ancient pendant shimmered with an ethereal glow, whispering secrets of a bygone era. Intrigued by its mysterious aura, Amelia clasped the pendant around her neck, unaware of the extraordinary journey that awaited her.
prabin mahatoPublished 11 months ago in FictionMOUNTAIN OF THE MOON
Once upon a time, there was a young man named Shankar Roy Chowdhury from a small village in Bengal. He was fascinated by the stories of Africa and dreamed of exploring the vast and mysterious continent. So, he set out on a journey to satisfy his wanderlust.
SANJOY DASPublished 11 months ago in FictionHunter's Sobriety
Dawn broke in delicate hues as hunger gnawed at me; a reminder of empty bellies back home. Amid the waking of the forest, I hunkered, arrow poised, eyes piercing the green curtain ahead.
Spencer BarrettPublished 11 months ago in Fiction"Ethereal Echoes: The Key to the Lost Realm"
Chapter 1: The Mysterious Artifact Emily eagerly awaited the arrival of summer in Havenbrook, a small coastal town known for its picturesque beaches and captivating sunsets. With school finally out for the season, she reveled in the freedom to explore the natural wonders that surrounded her.
RADHEY RADHEYPublished 11 months ago in FictionBound
Thoralf knelt there bound by chains of Insaem Gold. He was the one chosen, the one made to contain the power of Sol the God-King. The massive stone doors that closed him off from all the mortal world trembled and the man’s eyes snapped up.
Savier SilvaPublished 11 months ago in FictionA Banana Tree
My morning started quite as usual—with a migraine, an existential crisis, and a shitload of work. I keep washing down all these lovely amenities with numerous cups of bitter and thick coffee. I don't complain. The migraine lets me know that I'm pretty much alive. The existential crisis raises the question–why am I alive? Finally, the shitload of work answers this question and keeps me entertained.