Fan Fiction

Sweet and sour
Salvatore "Sal" Marino was the leader of one of the most powerful mafia families in New York City. He was feared and respected by all who knew him, and his word was law. Sal had always been surrounded by danger and violence, but he had never met someone as innocent and pure as Isabella "Bella" Rossi.
By Pearl Jamshed3 years ago in Fiction
Lara Croft
Lara Croft made her way across the winding wooden bridge that lay across the floor of the enchanted forest. On the other side of the bridge stood a tomb; inside the tomb was the great golden McGuffin. Before entering the old tomb, she took in the serenity of the forest knowing that once she obtained the item that the great Snipe hunters of old hid away, all Hallelujah would break loose. However, she put to memory where the bridge was and how it winders her hand reached out to the golden McGuffin; her fingers wrapped around it and...
By Timothy E Jones3 years ago in Fiction
The Samurai who can cut a speeding bullet in Half
A blade is only a sword without a sword expert to use it right, so in this post, we will discuss one of the best sword aces in this present reality.
By Anthony K. Bryan-KagintonPackage3 years ago in Fiction
John and Chrissy Unexpected Revelation
Unexpected discoveries can turn our lives upside down and challenge our beliefs and perceptions. In this story, we will follow a young man named John and his fiancé, Chrissy, as they experience a discovery that alters the course of their lives forever. John and Chrissy are a young couple who are madly in love and looking forward to their future together. However, their plans take an unexpected turn when a chance discovery throws their relationship into turmoil. The story follows their journey as they navigate the aftermath of this discovery, confront their beliefs and values, and ultimately learn the truth about themselves and each other. Through John and Chrissy's experiences, we will explore themes of trust, forgiveness, and self-discovery, and examine the ways in which unexpected discoveries can shape and define us.
By Karen James3 years ago in Fiction
Why the Atlantic and Pacific Oceans Don't Mix
At the point when you take a gander at the oceans and seas on the guide you could imagine that they simply stream into one another.
By Matthew Adebayo3 years ago in Fiction
Life
As the sun set over the horizon, the old man sat by the river, lost in thought. He had lived a long life, filled with joy and sorrow.
By Maria Simões 3 years ago in Fiction
The Tribunal
In a world that was plagued by chaos and destruction, a powerful Tribunal had emerged to maintain order and balance. The Tribunal consisted of three individuals, each possessing unique abilities that made them nearly invincible. The first member of the Tribunal was a warrior with incredible strength and skill in combat. The second was a sorcerer with the power to control the elements of nature. And the third was a seer who could see into the future and predict the outcomes of battles.
By Adibe Ijeoma3 years ago in Fiction
Plant Whisperer
Suri had always felt different from the other children in her village. While they played games and chased each other around, she spent her days wandering through the nearby forests and fields, listening to the plants and trees. Her parents thought she was odd, but they didn't discourage her; they knew that she had a special connection with the natural world, and they admired her for it.
By Suraiya Bano3 years ago in Fiction
Secrets Revealed
Kamila had been dating Nathan for two years and nine months now. They had met at a coffee shop and hit it off right away. Kamila was attracted to Nathan's sense of humor and his kind heart. He was someone that could make her laugh non stop and she loved that about him. They could not stay away from one another, so, decided and had been living together for six months. Everything seemed to be going great. Until one day, Kamila discovered something that turned her world upside down. Her fairytale love was disappearing in front of her eyes..
By Maria Simões 3 years ago in Fiction
The Book
I never knew it would end like this. All my life, I had always believed that everything would fall into place eventually. That all the hard work and sleepless nights would culminate in a glorious finale, where everything I ever wanted would finally be mine. But as I watched the sun slowly set over the rolling hills of my hometown, I realized that I had been living in a dream world. That none of it was real. It was the summer after my high school graduation. My friends and I had just returned from a road trip to the West Coast. We had driven through the desert, hiked through the mountains, and partied on the beach. And yet, as I stood alone on the porch of my childhood home, I felt unfulfilled and lost. The world was colder and harder than I had imagined, and there seemed to be no place for me in it. As days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months, I began to feel the weight of my boredom and frustration. I tried applying for jobs, but nothing seemed to pan out. I started going to a community college, but the classes were too easy and the people were too small-minded. I even tried dating, but the men in my town were either too immature or too married. And so, I turned to writing. It had always been my passion, my safe escape from the harshness of reality. I started a blog, where I chronicled my daily musings and observations. To my surprise, people began reading it. Soon, I had a small following, and I began to feel validated. Maybe this was my calling. Maybe this was what I was meant to do. I poured myself into my writing, staying up late into the night and waking up early in the morning to type out my thoughts. I wrote about everything, from the mundane to the profound. I wrote about my love-hate relationship with my town, my struggles with depression, and my aspirations for the future. I wrote about how I yearned for something bigger and more meaningful than what I had. And then, one day, I got an email. It was from a literary agent in New York City, who had stumbled across my blog and was impressed with my writing. She wanted to talk to me about the possibility of publishing a book. I couldn't believe it. This was it. This was the break I had been waiting for. I flew out to New York for a meeting with the agent and her publishing company. They loved my writing, and they offered me a book deal. I signed the contract, and suddenly, everything felt real. The book was going to be about my experiences growing up in a small town, and how I had found my voice through writing. It was going to be called "The In-Between: A Memoir of a Middletown Girl". For the next few months, I immersed myself in writing the book. I spoke to old friends and family members, dug up old journals and photos, and relived my past with a new clarity. It was hard, at times, to confront some of the painful memories and emotions that I had buried deep inside. But as I wrote, I also found a sense of catharsis. I was shedding my old skin and becoming someone new, someone stronger and more confident. The book was published in the fall of that year. It received positive reviews and sold well. I was invited to do a book tour, where I traveled around the country and spoke to audiences about my experiences. People told me that my story had touched them, that it had inspired them to find their own voice. And I felt grateful and proud. But then, one day, I woke up to an email from the literary agent. It was a short message, written in terse language. She said that the publishing company had decided not to renew my contract, that they were no longer interested in my writing. There was no explanation, no feedback, no chance to appeal. I was devastated. I had put everything into that book, everything I had ever felt and wanted and believed. And now it was all gone. I felt useless, worthless, like a fraud. I didn't know what to do. I didn't know who I was. And so, I did what I always do. I wrote. I wrote about the pain and confusion and shame that I felt. I wrote about how everything I had ever known had been stripped away from me. And as I wrote, I realized that I had never known how it would end. That life is unpredictable and messy and chaotic. That there are no guarantees or certainties. That the only thing that matters is how you face the unknown, how you keep moving forward even when all seems lost. I never knew it would end like this. But that's okay. Because the story isn't over yet.
By Knightros 3 years ago in Fiction
Facts about Iron Man
Facts about Iron Man Iron Man is a wealthy businessman who invests time and money into creating his enhancing suits. His witty humor and confident personality have made fanatics crazy for him.
By Joel Asante 3 years ago in Fiction
letting go
Title: Letting go The old man looked at the photo of his wife, who passed away years ago. He caressed her face, tears streaming down his wrinkled cheeks. Suddenly, the photo came to life, and his wife stepped out of it. "I missed you so much," he whispered, holding her tight. "I missed you too," she replied, "but it's time to let go now." And with a gentle kiss, she vanished, leaving the old man with a bittersweet sense of closure.
By Saima ramzan3 years ago in Fiction