family
The B&B Bear
I haven't always lived at this Bed & Breakfast. Once upon a time, I traveled with a young child, rarely leaving their side. A beloved teddy bear to keep them company, both at home and away. I came here with them on a vacation ten years ago, but unfortunately, I didn't leave with them. Left behind on one of the tea tables on the porch, I was found by one of the housekeepers hours after my child friend had left.
By Kelsey Clarey3 years ago in Fiction
The Quarterback and the Artist
In the final seconds of the game, she found him. Her red lipstick against alabaster skin made a contrast against his black skin. Her mouth found his. The quarterback and the artist, entwined in an instant embrace would still stun some and shock others. Shutterbugs snapped photos that would blanket websites and physical magazines, further enshrining the moment through all ages.
By Skyler Saunders3 years ago in Fiction
Vermithrax's Voyage: A Guardian's Return
From the moment I was stitched into existence, imbued with the vibrant threads of emerald and sapphire, I knew I was destined for more than just being a mere stuffed dragon. My creator, an artisan of forgotten tales, whispered legends into my fabric, tales of dragons who guarded treasures, of mythical beasts who watched over realms unseen by the human eye. I was named Vermithrax, a name that resonated with the echoes of ancient magic and untold power. And yet, my purpose was profoundly simple: to protect a child named Darian.
By Panda of Pandemonium3 years ago in Fiction
Snowball Fight
He knew snow would be cold, but not that cold. Tom envisioned snow to be more like the white ice inside the freezer. His first time experiencing winter up north took him by surprise: his breath visible, wet socks, and layers of outerwear became more uncomfortable as the days wore on.
By Barb Dukeman3 years ago in Fiction
Dancing Shoes
On New Year’s Eve in 1965, her parents were most likely at a local dance club, socializing, drinking, and most importantly, dancing the night away. Her father was a Ricky Ricardo look-alike, and her mom, with her bouffant up-do and elegant cigarette holder in her hand, was a classic beauty. Later that month, stars still sparkling in their eyes, a baby girl was conceived. It was there, I believe, I found where I would dedicate my being.
By Barb Dukeman3 years ago in Fiction
Blue Bloods: Officer Janko and Officer Reagan Happily Ever After
Blue Bloods portrays the lives of the Reagan family. In addition, the show showcases the love lives of each of the Reagan family members. The show offers a unique perspective of what it is like to work together as a couple despite the New York Police Department fraternization policy, how the Manhattan District Attorney, Erin Reagan, works alongside her ex-husband, and Danny Reagan who lost his wife to a tragic accident. The show is mainly focused on Officer Janko’s and Officer Reagan’s love story.
By Lilly Riggs3 years ago in Fiction
Berganashio - Chapter 8
Merfaries were quite different in many ways from the fairies who lived with Queen Finyellë. Aside from living on opposite sides of the world of Berganashio, they had different cultures, values, and skills. They were small and could fly like fairies. Their lower halves looked like mermaids, which may be well-known in some worlds. There were four merfarie children who were traveling rapidly, above and sometimes below the ocean water. They had such beautiful scales and fins. When they grew tired of flying, then they would swim with equal skill. They were athletic, confident, and always ready for adventures of some kind.
By Rowan Finley 3 years ago in Fiction
The Healing Power of Coffee and Time
He sat on the edge of the bed and pondered many things as he always did in the morning. Most were the same thoughts that always rattled in his head while other random thoughts came and went. The smell of coffee wafting from the kitchen brought him out of his reprieve. He had learned to set the pot on automatic for just this reason. He debated for a second whether to ignore the call of warm black coffee.
By Kenneth Lawson3 years ago in Fiction
What's in a...?. Runner-Up in Misplaced Challenge.
I recall the day you chose me. You sat in her lavish parlor, trying to dodge the curls of smoke from your Aunt Fran's incredibly strong French cigarettes, when I rolled off of her tongue. I was mixed into a string of other comrades who all became inconsequential when you heard me. From the moment my syllables entered your ears, you were certain I was the right choice. Your decisiveness cemented my existence. In your vision, my perfect complement, Joy, lost out to Gil's family name, Rose, but no matter, you fought for me to be first, and Rose fit well enough behind me. I still remember those disagreements with Gil, asserting his choice as law. He was, "when you got right down to it", the one who paid the bills, but that was also more common in those times. Besides, "when you got right down to it," you were the one who carried my owner, and that held weight, in more than just your belly. You never once allowed me to vacillate with any of Gil's choices, but your unwavering certainty has made the pain of my being forgotten that much worse.
By Abby Kay Mendonca3 years ago in Fiction
