Adventure
World in Tatters Chapter 12
I take my time walking back to Alexandre’s inn. Skirting the main roads but staying close enough to keep my bearings. If nothing else, it gives me time to think. The last week has been all over the place for me. On the one hand, I’ve been able to reconnect with Alice, who I haven’t gotten to see since my family left Atlanta six years ago. But on the other hand, someone likely high up in the Atlanta government put a pretty hefty bounty on me and my family. We still don’t know why. We still don’t know who. Hell, I don’t even know if we’re doing the right things to find out.
By Kevin Barkman3 years ago in Fiction
Dunes of Rome
Blood trickled down my forearms from the multiple sword wounds, and dripped into the hot sand behind me, marking my long journey in a staggered line of steaming crimson. The further I grazed, the softer the murderous cheers from the ravenous crowds became, allowing the bewitching, whispering voices to sing their trancing hymns of hope to all of the desert's unfortunate travelers.
By Kale Sinclair3 years ago in Fiction
Whispers of the Hidden Valley
Aiden and Elara, buoyed by means of their revel in inside the Valley of Whispers, again to their metropolis with hearts brimming with memories and lessons. They have been met with eager faces and curious eyes, the townsfolk craving to listen every detail of their journey.
By Rashid Laghari3 years ago in Fiction
W.I.P.
Where in the LEPERs is Carmen Wilson? I am excited about the new project I am working on. This novel is a sci-fi action thriller with superhero mythos. Set in 2069, it centers around the telekinetic fourteen year old daughter of a disgraced superhero once known as Marauder. In the fictional town of Transition City, Tennessee there is more afoot than meets the eye.
By Andrew C McDonald3 years ago in Fiction
"The Tiny Odyssey: A Weaver Ant's Quest for Harmony"
In a bustling anthill nestled beneath the roots of an ancient oak tree, there lived a weaver ant named Zara. Unlike her industrious peers, Zara possessed a unique gift – the ability to communicate with other ant colonies through a mysterious dance language.
By Alpha the great 3 years ago in Fiction
Mystical Groceries
In an equal domain, where reality and creative mind dance in a complex expressive dance, our hero, Jack, wound up caught in an unusual store. The entry was decorated with flowing neon lights that transmitted a kaleidoscope of varieties, making a powerful quality. The air hummed with a weak murmur, and Jack couldn't shake the inclination that he had coincidentally found a dreamscape.
By Bagwasi Dennis3 years ago in Fiction







