Fantasy
The Night We Met
You and I, under the starry night , I was scared so I held your hand tight ; You put your hand over my shoulder and pulled me closer: and promised me that " I will hold to you every time you fall ".
The Last Weaver of the Whisperwind
The wind whispered secrets through the skeletal branches of the Whisperwood. In a cozy, moss-thatched cottage nestled amongst the trees lived Elara, the last weaver of the Whisperwind. Unlike the coarse wool tapestries woven elsewhere, Elara's creations were ethereal things - garments spun from moonlight, whispers woven with wind, and dreams captured in silk.
OjasGamerBoyPublished about 7 hours ago in FictionDispatches from the Future
Date: April 26, 2424 Author: Nova Solara Introduction: Greetings, fellow cosmic wanderers, and welcome aboard the virtual vessel of Beyond the Stars! I am Nova Solara, your guide through the boundless expanse of the cosmos. In this inaugural post, let us embark on a journey beyond imagination, where advanced technology, interstellar travel, and encounters with extraterrestrial beings are the norm rather than the exception.
The Forgotten Gate
Disclaimer: AI was used in writing this content. In the heart of a dense forest, hidden beneath a canopy of ancient trees, sat a forgotten gate. Legends whispered of its mystical power, claiming it to be a portal to another world. Over time, it had become a mere relic, obscured by nature’s embrace. But now, a group of adventurers, driven by curiosity and thirst for discovery, were determined to unravel the mysteries of this enigmatic structure.
Gregory Nelson MensahPublished about 16 hours ago in FictionOffline
Forward I didn't intend to write a forward here, but the system isn't letting me post my story because it thinks it was created by AI. I'm not sure if I should be flattered or not.
Jarrett SmithPublished about 18 hours ago in FictionMikasa Ackerman: The Best Character of Attack on Titan
In the vast and harrowing world of Attack on Titan, one figure stands out as a beacon of unwavering determination and strength: Mikasa Ackerman. Born into the persecuted Ackerman warrior clan, Mikasa witnessed her parents’ brutal murder by human traffickers at a young age. This traumatic event shaped her resolute character and intense desire to protect the few loved ones she had left – most notably Eren Yeager after his family took her in.
Zuleika BoekhoudtPublished about 19 hours ago in Fiction"Flames of Destiny: The Tale of Salamander's Love"
In the serene embrace of a small village nestled at the foot of a towering mountain, a child named Salamander came into the world under a sky ablaze with shooting stars. From the very onset, it was evident that Salamander was no ordinary child. His touch carried a warmth that could ignite the driest of twigs, and his laughter echoed through the village like crackling flames on a hearth.
Isaac RoblesPublished about 21 hours ago in FictionThe Spirit Box (2)
Chapter 2: Twin Robbers I got to work and took a deep breath. I discreetly took out the spirit box and inhaled John so I could convince the chief I felt great. I walked to chief’s office and asked the chief what the assignment was for today.
Alex H MittelmanPublished about 24 hours ago in FictionShadows of innocence
In the quiet town of Willowbrook, the sun cast long shadows over the schoolyard as children laughed and played. Among them was Sarah, a shy but kind-hearted girl with a love for books and a gentle smile.
Charlie williamsPublished a day ago in FictionA Crystal Coffin and Silver Dagger.
We all know of the tragedy that befell Snow White and how the dwarves placed her in a crystal coffin, only for a prince to come and upon seeing the lovely corpse insisted on having her.
Shelby R PerezPublished a day ago in FictionCrafting Love at Serendipity's Store
In the coronary heart of a quaint town, in which the fragrance of freshly baked pastries mingled with the earthy aroma of clay, there stood a fascinating haven called Serendipity's Store. Its rustic wood sign swung lightly inside the breeze, a silent invitation to the ones in search of now not simply items however a hint of magic of their lives. At the coronary heart of this enthralling region was Sam, a grasp artisan whose professional fingers breathed lifestyles into clay, transforming it into tremendous pottery that decorated the store's cabinets. Each piece instructed a tale—of goals, passions, and the gentle dance of creativity. On a crisp autumn morning, as golden leaves carpeted the streets, Emma wandered into Serendipity's Store.
Digital subha curious cornerPublished a day ago in FictionSeeds of the World Tree
It was another sunny day as usual for Nirvandor, a nation located in the southwest of the continent. It was a nation that thrived through its vast fertile grounds and fruitful fishing industry.
Edgar PereiraPublished a day ago in Fiction