Fantasy
My Strange Lover..
She never thought she'd fall for someone from Mars until she met Zak. With his green skin and tentacled arms aside, he made her laugh and feel alive in ways she never thought possible. They spent months talking and exploring each other's cultures, and before she knew it, she was hopelessly in love with the Martian. She couldn't help but wonder if their love was forbidden, but she didn't care. They were happy, and that was all that mattered. And as they looked up at the stars together, they knew that their love was truly out of this world.
By Arianna Silcott-Lo, MBA3 years ago in Fiction
The Trap in the Safe
As the clock struck midnight, she found herself standing before the abandoned house, heart racing with anticipation. "This is it," she whispered to herself, "the moment I've been waiting for." With careful steps, she made her way inside and descended into the basement where the safe awaited her.
By SK Pindiprolu3 years ago in Fiction
Voyage to Unknown: The Rise of a New Civilization
Voyage to the Unknown: The Rise of a New Civilization Chapter One A Journey of Adventure and Uncertainty Abdullah had always been fascinated by the stories of travelers who had ventured beyond the shores of India, to far-off lands where exotic spices, silks, and precious stones were found. He had dreamt of embarking on such a journey himself, and now, at the age of 25, he had finally saved enough money to make it a reality.
By Maatron Mallery3 years ago in Fiction
The Magic of Music and Writing
I was walking one day, and I kept hearing a musical sound (like bandstand music). Only there was no band. In fact, it was on a busy sidewalk in New York City. I turned the corner, and a piece of paper with words, and notes fell in front of me. I picked it up, and the words read, Listen, and flow with the music, it will lead you. And poof the paper was gone.
By Cheryl A Nocera 3 years ago in Fiction
Mithos and Ethos
Baj's two familiars, the cats Mithos and Ethos, first of the many gifts the demigoddess would bestow upon him, looked on impatiently and yawned. As per usual the two etheral felines seemed patently unconcerned with the dilemma he found himself in. Much to his surprise Baj had discovered that mystical cats were exactly as interested in the lives of their human companions as cats of the regular variety, that is to say, not at all interested. Both cats were greatly bothered that they had been tasked as spies and protectors for a human they found both distasteful and dull.
By Everyday Junglist3 years ago in Fiction
The Relationship Hypothesis
The relationship hypothesis describes the relationship between the amount of time two people spend talking about their relationship and the amount of time left in that relationship. It is inverse. As the amount of time spent talking about a particular relationship increases the amount of time left in it decreases proportionally.
By Everyday Junglist3 years ago in Fiction
Mirror
Lu looked in the mirror and blinked. Her future self sometimes would appear and tell her things. It started when she was five years old. “Mom, I just saw myself. My future self. She told me what will happen!” “That’s great Lu, what did she say?” “She said I was going to be a princess!” “Wow, a princess, you are one lucky girl. Now go to sleep sweetie, princesses need their rest.” “Ok mom. I love you.” Lu grabbed her favorite blankie and ran off to her room. Her mother took a quick sip of wine, “Love you too baby” she replied softly as she sank down into the couch, “love you too” her mom whispered again as she fell off to sleep.
By Everyday Junglist3 years ago in Fiction
Beauty & The Beast
Henry stood frozen in place, staring at the most captivating creature he had ever seen. She was fair, with long pearlescent hair and porcelain complexion. She was curled up between the roots of a massive oak, thin arms hugging slender legs. He took note of the impressive antlers sticking out from her crown, in awe of the little berry bushels tangled therein.
By Natasha Penn3 years ago in Fiction
It’s Following Me
I aimed, I fired. Then I missed. The Buck saw me. It charged. I started running through the woods, screaming like a little child. The Buck persued. The Buck was now hunting me. I jumped into the bushes. The Buck found me and knocked me out of the bushes. I rolled on the ground. It broke most of my ribs. I was in too much pain to move. It charged me again. I passed out. The Buck dragged me back to its home and placed me on a rock, where I now lay on display.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
