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Fatum Bridge . Runner-up in Unreliable Challenge.
Some bridges meant for jumpin, some meant for climbin, and some meant for drivin. But the Fatum bridge, that’s meant for killin. Livin’ so close to the bridge, we heard plenty of stories growin up bout bad men rightin’ wrongs' by way of alligator retribution. But somethin’ bout it bein‘ your own Pa, that’ll really set your hair on end.
By Hyde Wunderli 2 years ago in Fiction
Chicken of Justice
Cluckton is a small city with big problems, faced by crime and corruption. The people had reached a point where they felt helpless and were crying out because justice was unserved. But when the darkness of night fell, one unlikely hero emerged from the very alleys of this city. This would not just be any ordinary vigilante; this would be Cluckton's last hope: the Chicken of Justice.
By The Story Writer2 years ago in Fiction
From Dream to Empire. AI-Generated.
Certainly! Here’s an expanded version of Chapter 3: "The Breakthrough," focusing on Alex’s first major success, the growth of his business, and the impact of his breakthrough.
By Someone2 years ago in Fiction
The Fading Colors of My Canvas
So smooth, so taut, the stretched canvas wore an air of inviting all color and creativity one could pour onto it, pure and untouched, full of promise of something great, fabulous to be born. The magnum opus, the reflection of life that I so longed to live—my dreams in colors spoke volumes of ambition, love, passion, with each strike bold and virile.
By Young Dreamer2 years ago in Fiction
Atlantis: delve into the fascinating world of the under sea
Atlantis: The Mystery of the Lost City The legend of Atlantis has captivated the imagination of explorers, historians, and dreamers for over two millennia. This fabled city, believed to have been a technologically advanced civilization, is said to have disappeared beneath the waves in a single catastrophic day and night. First mentioned by the ancient Greek philosopher Plato in 360 BC, Atlantis has since become one of history’s greatest mysteries, sparking endless theories, expeditions, and debates. But what is the truth behind this lost city, and why has it continued to fascinate us for so long?
By Ishaya2 years ago in Fiction
Liam's Ascent
In a small, weather-beaten town nestled between rolling hills and dense forests, lived a boy named Liam. The town, with its cracked sidewalks and rusting fences, seemed to be perpetually shrouded in a haze of gray. The people there spoke in murmurs, their voices blending with the wind that whispered through the empty streets.
By Someone2 years ago in Fiction
The Cup Stirs Itself
It was the year 1900. The storyteller, (ahem)...I mean, the Fortune Teller stared into the teacup with great concern. She swirled it this way, then that, tipped it a bit first to the right, then to the left, and lifted her head to stare at her client with a raised eyebrow at Miss Butter Tart in front of her. The young woman was all of 22 years old. Bright red curls piled on her head with a hairpiece, long skirt, gloves and fashionable bag. Her chaperone waited outside. Spoiled, indifferent, but not carefree - the word was not invented yet in the context of womanhood.
By Canuck Scriber Lisa Lachapelle2 years ago in Fiction
Crazy Husband. AI-Generated.
Sophia had always prided herself on being an attentive and loving wife. She married David seven years ago, and together they built a seemingly perfect life. Their home was beautiful, their careers were successful, and their social circles envied the way they appeared to complement each other in every way. David was charismatic, charming, and seemingly devoted. But behind his flawless façade, there was a side of him that Sophia would have never imagined.
By Stowey Don Allen2 years ago in Fiction
Hydra and Ruudi
Knowledge is the shrouded firefly in the abyss of the night. Her boots trace the mist of her name in the kneaded soil. Following her shape of her steps. Hoping but a breath from her. Hoping that her tongue doesn't pierce her like the arrow that wounded Hydra's heart from the raging village. An enflamed Imam, privy to the secret meetings in the Wu'thu room, his daughter Ruudi, took too long to perform. Hydra like then was tracing her valleys in the sand and found zum-zum. Except now, she is tracing her footsteps to forgotten whispers under the stars. Their hungry lips breaking fast with a blissful kiss. Distant memories. She remembered when her mother and her went to Ruudi's arranged engagement to a doctor and noble. "Look up Ruudi! Show your face!" family said as Hydra watched them shift and adjust her like a ragdoll. Casual pats on the very senior fiancé's back congratulating him. This, Hydra could not bare. Fury burned a hole in her chest. Seasoning in the longing to sever him from nape to member. Food came and music filled the room with shoulder shaking aunties and chest bumping uncles. All complicit. Ruudi approached a now leaving Hydra in the sea of families. "Dance with me."
By Set Zek2 years ago in Fiction
"Family Circuit"
**Title: "Family Circuit"** **Episode 1: "Welcome Home"** In a modest suburban neighborhood, the Bennett family has just welcomed an unusual new member into their home. The episode opens with the sound of a doorbell ringing and the clatter of boxes being unpacked as the Bennetts, led by parents Tom and Lisa, and their two children, Ben and Sophie, prepare for their new arrival: a highly advanced household robot named R2-D2, nicknamed “Rudy.”
By Abbas2 years ago in Fiction
"Lucy’s Last Wish"
Twelve-year-old Lucy Harper had always seen her parents as the heart of her world. Their laughter echoed through their cozy home, their love seemingly unshakeable. Her parents, once inseparable, were now locked in arguments that left Lucy feeling more like a bystander than a daughter.
By Abbas2 years ago in Fiction
"A Promise to Let Go"
The rain fell softly outside, the rhythm of the drops tapping against the window as though they carried the weight of her heart. Claire sat at the old wooden desk in their small apartment, staring at the blank piece of paper in front of her. Her hand shook slightly as she picked up the pen, but her thoughts were tangled in a storm of emotions. Today was the day she had dreaded for months—the day she would finally write the last letter to Leo.
By afana2 years ago in Fiction