Fantasy
A Luminal Event
Before our starships perform a luminal sprint the destination is predetermined, with calculations for both acceleration and deceleration made by computer. Our starships don't move through some sort of slip space, nor do they burrow through to some alternate dimension, or bend space to bring two locations closer together. They simply move in a straight line from point to point. This means it can take several sprints to reach a desired destination as we navigate around celestial bodies due to a lack of computational power to make course adjustments at luminal speeds.
By David Riley 3 years ago in Fiction
Love Beyond Borders
Story Synopsis: "Love Beyond Borders" is a captivating series that follows the lives of Emma and James, two individuals who find themselves entangled in a deep and passionate long-distance romance. Despite the physical distance that separates them, their love for each other transcends borders and challenges them to overcome obstacles in their pursuit of happiness.
By Ruby pinky3 years ago in Fiction
The Masterpiece Heist
In the dimly lit streets of Bellmont City, whispers of an audacious heist circulated among the criminal underworld. The target: the renowned Bellmont Museum, housing the priceless Diamond of Eternity. Mastermind thief, Donovan Drake, assembled a team of skilled individuals, each with a unique talent.
By Nickson Odhiambo3 years ago in Fiction
THE WHISPERING FOREST
THE WHISPERING FOREST Once upon a time, in a small village nestled at the edge of a vast forest, there lived a young girl named Eliza. The village was known for its proximity to the mysterious forest that held an air of enchantment. Legends whispered of hidden treasures and magical creatures that resided within its depths.
By JOHN U. ORDILLO3 years ago in Fiction
The Forgotten Note. Content Warning.
In the quiet town of Willowbrook, nestled amidst rolling hills and whispering trees, lived a young woman named Emily. She possessed a deep curiosity for the past, always seeking hidden treasures and untold stories. One day, as she explored the attic of her ancestral home, she stumbled upon a dusty old chest. Its lid creaked open, revealing a trove of forgotten memories.
By Kennedy Agbo3 years ago in Fiction







