Excerpt

An Acorns tale.
"They all get taken", I say hanging in the wind. I twist and tug but I'm not loosening up. "What is it, do you think, they do with us?" our sister wondered.
By Rachael MacDonald3 years ago in Fiction
Just One Conversation
Dancing with Miss Elizabeth Bennet had been... tolerable. She insisted on talking through their set, as most young ladies did, but did not allow his silence. Nor did she ask about Pemberley or his income.
By Natasja Rose3 years ago in Fiction
Amelia and the Enchanted Forest
Author Notes: This chapter was drafted by ChatGPT and heavily edited. I do embrace and leverage GenAI in my writing practice and will always indicate what role, if any, GAI played in a particular work.
By Kevin Newton3 years ago in Fiction
The Battle Within
A Tale of Spiritual Attack and Inner Strength In the quiet town of Serenity Hills, nestled amidst towering mountains and serene valleys, a young woman named Emma lived a seemingly ordinary life. But beneath her calm exterior, Emma had been facing a series of inexplicable challenges that shook her to her core. Little did she know, she was about to embark on a journey of spiritual attack that would test her resilience and inner strength.
By Paul3 years ago in Fiction
You and I Can Be Me
In a quaint town nestled amidst rolling meadows and winding rivers, there lived two best friends named Lily and Max. From a young age, they had been inseparable, sharing laughter, dreams, and endless adventures. Their bond was special, built on a foundation of acceptance and the belief that they could truly be themselves when they were together.
By Paul3 years ago in Fiction
Tell Them, Don't Cane Them
In a small village nestled among rolling hills, there lived a wise old man named Mr. Patel. Renowned for his kindness and deep understanding of human nature, Mr. Patel believed in the power of words and gentle guidance to inspire positive change. He often repeated a simple yet profound mantra: "Tell them, don't cane them."
By Paul3 years ago in Fiction
Blessed on Behalf
In the bustling city of St. Clara, where the cacophony of horns and the flurry of footsteps filled the air, there lived a young woman named Amelia. She was known for her kind heart and unwavering devotion to helping others. Despite facing her own hardships, Amelia found solace in bringing joy to those around her.
By Paul3 years ago in Fiction
Lucky Shadow
In the quaint town of Serendipity Springs, nestled amidst rolling hills and charming cottages, lived a young girl named Lily. Though life had dealt her its fair share of hardships, Lily possessed an unwavering optimism and a steadfast belief in the power of fate. Little did she know that her unyielding faith would soon be put to the test by an encounter with a mysterious figure—the Lucky Shadow.
By Paul3 years ago in Fiction
Wet Words
Raindrops danced on the rooftop, orchestrating a symphony of whispers as a tempestuous storm unleashed its fury upon the small coastal town of Harborville. It was in this watery world that young Emily found solace and inspiration, a realm where words flowed like rivers and emotions gushed like cascading waterfalls.
By Paul3 years ago in Fiction
Prologue
*Prologue* The sand was cold after the sun dipped down low in the sky, casting a gray haze over the desert. The sand had been creeping into my boots as I walked. I had not planned this trip well, my horse, St. Marge, was not accustomed to the desert. She stumbled and tripped in the sinking sand, and I decided to leave her in the port town with the rest of the weary travelers. I wanted to go on this trip alone.
By Meaghan Priest3 years ago in Fiction
Starlight, Ch. 1
Ch. 1: Evil on the Horizon Every morning, I follow the same routine. After I wake up and clean my face and change into my clothes, I braid my hair. It takes hours to braid, brush out and tidy up. Then I wrap that braid around my head, and wrap a purple scarf over it, so nobody could ever see my hard work, taming my unruly auburn hair. Mages never let anybody see their hair. A Mage takes great pride in their hair. They never cut it, starting on the day they decide to start practicing magic. For me, that day was the first day of my life.
By Meaghan Priest3 years ago in Fiction
Only Serious Applicants Need Apply
How tenacious are you? Would people call you a persistant person? Do you mind working at night and in lowlight conditions with just a flashlight to guide you?
By Paul Stewart3 years ago in Fiction