Fantasy

Tale of Spices
Once upon a time in a faraway land, there lived a brave and adventurous soul named Touka. With a burning passion for culinary exploration, Touka embarked on a grand quest to seek out the rarest and most exquisite spices from all corners of the world.
By Aci lais3 years ago in Fiction
Handbook of Mysterious Holidays
“Repudiate,” Cassie whispered—plugging her nose and slipping under the fountain tunnel nearest the edge of Grimmswarry's School of Rebounding Magic’s illustrious campus—before repeating the word again— “repudiate.”
By K.H. Obergfoll3 years ago in Fiction
The Mushroom Cloud
Cellphones, televisions, computers and radio all blasted out the ELERT at nearly the exact moment. No one believed their leader when he threatened a nuclear war, but it had come.
By Bruce Curle `3 years ago in Fiction
Dragon Scales
Each evening, after sunset, the children were sent to the lake to collect dragon scales. Grown-ups would be incinerated on the spot. None knew - yet - why the little ones could approach and make the precious harvest.
By L.C. Schäfer3 years ago in Fiction
Dark Waters
Echo peeked their head over the surface of the water as a hand lowered from the rowboat above them, curious of the human. Gold eyes followed that hand up, bronze painting the man's skin in a soft glow, leading into a built arm and across exposed collar bones. His face was strong, carmine eyes searching and full of adventure. As soft breaths escaped the man’s mouth, captivated by the moonlight sparkling off the water, Echo thought they’d stay, only to understand. To see what left the man so breathless, so naively trusting at the hands of the dark, rippling waves.
By Kai3 years ago in Fiction
Handbook of Mysterious Holidays: What to do When Left at School, A Step-by-Step Guide
“It’s National Illumination Day,” Silas whispered excitedly—"the festival starts today and you know what that means!” “Celebration starts at Nightfall?” Cassie replied hesitantly— “You don’t usually get excited about these random holidays, it’s not like we celebrate.”
By K.H. Obergfoll3 years ago in Fiction
Tale of the Harmonia
Long ago, existed a tale that spoke of the rarest and most delicious rare cabbage known to mankind – the Golden Cabbage. Renowned chefs from far and wide sought after this extraordinary cabbage, its exquisite flavor said to surpass all others. Yet, with each passing year, the Golden Cabbage became increasingly elusive, disappearing from the markets and dining tables, leaving only whispers of its tantalizing taste.
By Aci lais3 years ago in Fiction
Shadows of the Manor: Love and Terror Haunting the Halls
Once upon a time, nestled in a remote countryside, stood an ancient manor with a dark and chilling history. The Manor had been abandoned for decades, rumored to be cursed and haunted by a presence that sent shivers down the spines of anyone who dared to venture near. This is the story of Shadows of the Manor, where love, mystery, and terror intertwine.
By Narrative Eye3 years ago in Fiction
Forest Dweller
"Beware the Forest Dweller they say, beware the Forest Dweller. With horns of gold and eyes so cold, one look and he'll steal you away."
By Nakiya Costin3 years ago in Fiction
Intermediate Tales of Enchanting Spectacles and their Accidental Summoning, Chapter Four: The Distant Defensive
“Desperia,” “Desperia Cribbe,” Professor Dandrick’s terse voice called curiously from the front-center of the oversized auditorium—a perplexed look across his otherwise boorish face.
By K.H. Obergfoll3 years ago in Fiction
Whispers of the Jungle
Once upon a time, in a mysterious jungle hidden deep within the heart of a forgotten land, there lived a young girl named Maya. She possessed an uncanny connection with nature and a profound curiosity about the world around her. Maya spent her days exploring the lush greenery and listening to the whispers of the wind, searching for answers that seemed to elude her.
By Bernard Okoth3 years ago in Fiction
WILL
As always, Hallie awoke right earlier than her alarm went off. despite this, she nevertheless set the alarm each night before mattress, just in case. You never knew when something that turned into recurring may abruptly trade.
By Kushagra yadav3 years ago in Fiction