Adventure
Do You Own Your Dream? Part II
“Then you will die without living,” someone said pushing silence away. “I don’t care what you say,” a small female eased closer as someone handed her a microphone. “If the bank can take it away, I won’t be able to enjoy it until it’s mine.”
By Annelise Lords 3 years ago in Fiction
An Odyssey from Toronto to Alaska
In the heart of Toronto, a young girl named Emma stood on the precipice of a life-altering adventure. She had always dreamt of visiting the rugged wilderness of Alaska, a place of untamed beauty and pristine landscapes. With her backpack slung over her shoulder and a heart filled with wanderlust, she made a bold decision: she would hitchhike her way to Alaska.
By StoryholicFinds3 years ago in Fiction
Dancing With My Eyes Closed
In a small, sleepy town nestled between rolling hills and a winding river, there lived a girl named Lila. She was an enigma, a mystery that captivated the entire town. Lila had an extraordinary gift; she could dance with her eyes closed. It was a talent that transcended mere physical movements; it was her soul's expression, her heart's song.
By StoryholicFinds3 years ago in Fiction
The Whispering Shadows
In the heart of the forest stood an old, decrepit cabin, hidden away from the world. It had long been abandoned, its dark, rotting wood and shattered windows giving it an eerie, unsettling appearance. No one dared to venture near, for the locals knew the stories that circulated about the place. Whispers of the supernatural had plagued the cabin for generations, and it was shunned by all who had heard them.
By MysterioVerse3 years ago in Fiction
Time travel
My name is May, te the month where everyone is happiest and sunniest in the year. Now, sit down with a mug of coco, socks and relax, listening to time travel experiance . It was a day in the fields, the crispy,cooked autum leaves which had freshly fallen of crunched along with the rhythm of the wind and played a melodious tune, out of the most natural fibres from nature. The emerald meadows carpeted the word, with its lush, nourished, like an expensive carpet made of emerald, gifted to rich owners of buissnesses. The puffy clouds, compact with microscopic rain drops, were reflected in the infanat, tranquil body of water.
By Prisha Makam3 years ago in Fiction
"THE FIGHT OF COMPASSION:ALABASTER'S TALE OF HEROISM AND HOPE"
Once upon a time, in a land where the sky kissed the earth, there lived a wise and powerful eagle name Alabaster. with its pure white feathers, Alabaster stood out from the rest, a symbol of grace and strength.
By Stephanie daniella3 years ago in Fiction
"The Timekeepers of Destiny: A Journey Through the Isle of Lost Time"
In an age where the world was steeped in mystery and adventure, there was a legend about a secret island called the "Island of Lost Time." It was said that on this island, hidden in the middle of an unexplored ocean, was a portal to the past. This fascinating island promised to offer the brave the opportunity to travel through time and rewrite history.
By Marius Doni3 years ago in Fiction








