Fan Fiction
A Tale of Terror
A Tale of Terror Story Deep in the heart of the countryside, there stood an old mansion that had been abandoned for decades. People whispered that it was cursed, that anyone who set foot inside would never return. They said that the ghost of the previous owner still lingered, and that she was filled with a terrible rage that consumed her every waking moment.
By CRICKET ONLY4 years ago in Fiction
The Haunted Doll
Haunted Doll STORY In a small town, there was an old abandoned mansion that was known to be haunted. People would often tell stories about strange noises and ghostly apparitions that they had seen when passing by. The locals believed that the mansion was cursed and that it was best to stay away from it.
By CRICKET ONLY4 years ago in Fiction
The blade of Taro
As the young man, Taro stood atop the hill overlooking the small village he called home, he could feel the weight of responsibility pressing down upon his shoulders. For years, he had heard whispers of an ancient evil that lurked in the shadows, waiting to strike at the most vulnerable members of his community. But it wasn't until his own family fell victim to the demonic forces that he realized he was the only one who could stand up to the darkness and protect his loved ones.
By Bren Corong4 years ago in Fiction
Coral and the Shapeshifters: A Tale of Friendship and Cooperation
Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. It was a sight that Coral looked forward to every day. She would climb up the highest peak of the island to watch the clouds turn into shades of violet, and as the rain poured down, she would laugh and dance under the moonlight. It was on one such night that Coral noticed something strange. As the rain poured down, she saw a bright light emanating from the clouds. She could feel the energy vibrating in the air, and a sense of excitement coursed through her veins.
By Omar Sohail4 years ago in Fiction
The Moon Sisters
Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. One by one forming a different shape every second. Some shapes were similar, but you would never see the same shape twice. It all started at dusk. Kids filled the neighborhoods with play and laughter as they scurried home before first light. Down at the city center, nestled in the middle of a ring of tall redwoods, sat the city park. On the South end; the local little league football team played at home against their rivals. On the north end is what looks like a triplets convention. Groups of three with like faces; sit waiting for the sunset spectacular. The streets lined with cars whose drivers honked constantly, because they sat bumper to bumper for miles. The drivers believed that honking would make traffic move faster. But there was no magic willing to aide in that favor. It’s end of business for the blue collars and just like that; the city came to life. Metro buildings started spewing out overworked and underpaid humans, who were anything but eager to stay a minute longer. Crowds from one building went one way. Crowds from another building went the other, until all the restaurants, bars, and public parking lots were at max capacity.
By Steffany Pope4 years ago in Fiction
Love of little me
Love of little me Her arrival In my tenth grade. I was coming back from the school. I saw a family was coming on a car to my village. After two days there was a festival in our village. I thought they would have come for that. They were our neighbour’s relatives. In that family there was a girl.
By Prenesh kumar4 years ago in Fiction
What If Smart Phone Speaks with Our Owners
Have you ever imagined what it would be like if your smartphone could speak to you? Well, with the advancements in AI technology, it may not be too far off from becoming a reality. So, let’s take a look at what it would be like if our smartphones could speak with us.
By Gokulraj VM4 years ago in Fiction
The Woods of Millville
As the sun began to set on the small, sleepy town of Millville, the air grew thick with a palpable sense of unease. The residents knew that something was amiss, but they couldn't quite put their finger on what it was. They tried to shake off the feeling, but it only grew stronger as night fell.
By Narrative Eye4 years ago in Fiction
The Enchanted Garden of Midnight Blooms
There was once a garden unlike any other in a little village surrounded by lush forests and undulating hills. This garden was dubbed "The Magical Garden of Midnight Flowers," and it was thought to be home to the most amazing and mystical plants in the land.
By Michael Sam4 years ago in Fiction
