Fan Fiction
The Arrival of the Five
It was a typical Wednesday evening in the small town of Millville, when suddenly, the peaceful silence of the night sky was interrupted by a loud, pulsing noise. As the sound grew louder and closer, the townspeople rushed outside to see what could be causing such a commotion.
By Liviu Roman2 years ago in Fiction
The Voodoo Doll's Curse
It was a hot, muggy summer day in New Orleans when I first laid eyes on the voodoo doll. I was strolling through the French Quarter, taking in the sights and sounds of the bustling city, when I stumbled upon a small, dimly lit shop tucked away in a narrow alley. Curiosity getting the best of me, I stepped inside.
By Liviu Roman2 years ago in Fiction
Last Window to the Outside World...
The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room. She had never left the city, never stepped foot beyond the walls that enclosed them all. The only way she knew of the outside was through the window, and the stories told by those who had been there.
By Mello.viibes2 years ago in Fiction
Ghost Story: Jack and Glory
Introduction: Jack and Glory were a young couple in their early 20s, living in a small town in the countryside. They had been together for a few years and were very much in love. They often took long walks through the woods and fields surrounding their town, enjoying each other's company and the peacefulness of nature.
By Thiya Thiya2 years ago in Fiction
The 5 worst movies of 2022 at the global box office. PART 2
Blonde 1. Blonde Playing a star however iconic and incandescent as Marilyn Monroe seems to be no simple undertaking, so projecting was continuously going to be an issue for Andrew Dominik's spirit smashing NC-17 transformation of the Joyce Carol Oates novel. Accent issues aside, Ana de Armas manages better compared to most (in one scene, analyzing Arthur Mill operator's "Magda," she's entirely great), however it's the chief's one-layered take on Marilyn, which lessens this perplexing and mysterious lady to victim status, that makes the role so shallow. Seriously troubling still is the manner in which Dominik develops his severely "elegant" understanding (very not quite the same as Oates' more compassionate perusing) around popular pictures of the star, treacherously guaranteeing that whenever we see the first photographs once more, they'll be tainted by subliminal relationship with this appalling, selfish portrait.
By David Nwogu2 years ago in Fiction