family

Drakath’s Hoard of Lost and Abandoned Children
The cry of a human infant was very distinctive. Soaring high above the forest, Drakath heard it and swiftly banked into a dive, narrowing in on the sound. He ignored the curse and near-yank on his horns from his passenger at the sudden change in motion, landing on the lowest branch capable of holding his weight, craning his neck down as far as he could.
By Natasja Rose4 years ago in Fiction
The Ghost of the Village's Past (Mexico)
Grandma was just finishing cooking the rice and beans and took the pot to put it onto the cold rock kitchen counter so that it wouldn't burn it's surface that it was sitting on.
By Brittany Brin4 years ago in Fiction
A Most Amusing Grandfather. Top Story - October 2022.
The front wheels of the car hung precariously over the precipice. A fall of rock below caused the vehicle to slide even further over the edge. As the situation looked increasingly hopeless, Peg Man soared towards the danger at the speed of a bullet, his white cape flapping wildly. As the superhero placed his head under the front of the car in order to push it back to safety, there came a distant call.
By Joe Young4 years ago in Fiction
An Embarrassing Dinner
How wonderful it was to have a family meal out in Soya House, Bob’s classmates told him. Apparently they did the best plant-based burgers in the country. His little sister had been waiting all week for it, but for Bob it was another contender for the top 10 most embarrassing nights of his life.
By Chloe Gilholy4 years ago in Fiction
"You Left"
Traffic rushed by outside; a cacophony of horns and engines idling as anxious drivers fought their way through the late afternoon gridlock. Inside, ears were treated to the barista's lyrical voice shouting out names, then orders, then names over and over again.
By Sarah Edwards4 years ago in Fiction
Yellow Belly
The girl had to run at a full pelt, just to keep up with the grasses. “I’m going to beat you,” she teased the scrambling plants, which took no notice of her taunts, only of her motions. They flowed over the irregular terrain, almost as though they were a single, vast organism, instead of the thousands of individual blades and stalks uprooting themselves from the soil, with each running step she planted in their midst.
By Eric Wolf4 years ago in Fiction
Two Birthdays
It all happened on Ma’s birthday. The morning had been off to a nice start, a special morning. She’d never seen the house abuzz like this. They were going all out for Ma tonight. Birthdays didn’t happen every day, and Ma’s husband had just been paid his leaving wages. Tomorrow he’d have to scrounge around for new work, but today they’d live like kings. Auguste, Pauro, and even Rosa had scrubbed the place clean, set up chairs for them to get some sun, and Ma was just taking in the sight of her family, not thinking for once about her fingers swelling up or her belly sticking out. The tiny radio was spitting out songs that any other time Ma couldn’t have stood one bit. The Bee Gees were carrying on about fever, and the disco rhythm had Ma tapping her toes, rocking her body back and forth.
By Sue Torres4 years ago in Fiction
Nima and the Human Boy
s an abandoned toddler in the forest. “I really don’t want to do this,” she muttered under her warm breath. Nima didn’t know why her mother insisted she be the one to go collect the offering from the Lake of Sacrifice. It wasn’t her fault her brother decided to be a total idiot and fight a troll when he knew what a little spite from a troll could do to a dragon.
By Nneka Anieze4 years ago in Fiction
Carrie's Brothers
BLURB: Carrie Bogiatto was just six years old when her mother took her away. Away from her father, away from her brothers, away from her life.
By Darla Layne4 years ago in Fiction
Spaghetti Family part 12, all is lost without you
The morning hits me all wrong, and too overexposed and way too bright. Robin is in my arms fast asleep, but I feel that something is going to happen and it is not going to be good.
By Melissa Ingoldsby4 years ago in Fiction
Magic is Thicker than Blood
Gargantuan jaws crushed the direwolf’s skull. Goethmal’s chest rumbled in satisfaction as she swallowed, savoring the crunch of bone. The wolves were not half as tasty as the elk beneath her claws, but they dared to steal from her. With a dexterous tongue she slurped the last of the pack down her gusset. Goethmal roared her dominance relishing the way the entire forest quivered beneath her might.
By Kyanna4 years ago in Fiction
The Pumpkins on my Roof
I tried to hush my breathing while hiding behind a tree in the dark. Three little pumpkins landed on MY HOUSE! I turned and whispered to my Dad, "When did they get here?" With all seriousness, he said, "They got here right before we got y'all from school. Boy, were they loud gettin on that roof." I hope they're just as excited as I am to see each other again. The pumpkins come every year, and I'm always stunned by how magical they look under the moon. The bright orange glow of their wacky grins mesmerizes me. It seems like they're laughing non-stop and cracking the funniest of jokes.
By M4 years ago in Fiction