Fantasy

The Lost Ship?
A crew of eleven people, including Captain James Thompson's best friend and first mate, John, set off on the SS Mary on a lovely summer day in 1875. They were going to an isolated island in the Pacific Ocean to get a shipment of rare cargo.
By ANDREW4 years ago in Fiction
The Living Book!
John had always been an inquisitive person, ready to discover the unknown and try new things. He had always been drawn to books as a boy, lost himself in the pages of stories that carried him to far-flung regions and weird new realms.
By Ivan4 years ago in Fiction
The Mist of Malnora
Haganto tried to find a way to convince Alanus to not come with him in the following days. Unfortunately, every time he tried, Alanus would either easily refute him or stop him from getting his words out. Haganto even told him about the mist surrounding Malnora but Alanus didn’t seem to care. So after a while, Haganto gave up, though Alanus’ company would make going through the mist more difficult.
By Rebecca Patton4 years ago in Fiction
Changemaker Diaries
"We shouldn't be in here!" Amanda cried in a whimpery whisper, "Come on, we have to go, Saully!" I grimaced. She knew better than to call me that. I was going by Mike now, not Saul. I decided that the second I found out my dad was posted to Baden, Germany.
By Misty Rae4 years ago in Fiction
Silky death
Scraps of decaying wood lay about the unkept garden like corpses. The dead branches and sharp rocks made the ground uneven. A feeble boy with broken glasses ambled into the garden of Mortimer Estate. Whatever was his name? Ahh yes, Caspian, he was called Caspian, maybe.
By Nay4 years ago in Fiction
Something Wicked in the Woods
"If walls could talk..." the tall hare with the purple top hat whispered to me, tapping my bricks with its matted paw. I internally recoiled.
By Vanessa Blue4 years ago in Fiction
THE LOST COLONY ADVENTURES of HIDEAWAY ISLAND
“Wait…no, don’t do that!” Seething, icy layers of dread sunk deeper into the pit of my stomach, plopping right next to my resolution. A lurching, retching motion swayed my insides, turning my head as I felt my stomach spin again—was it, no, it couldn’t be. Yesterday was bad enough, I had woken up in a smelly cesspit of a barge—a ship, a place I had only ever read about and trust me when I say—it wasn’t what dreams were made of—and this morning—same thing. I could taste the unwashed smells of a thousand men before I even opened my eyes.
By K.H. Obergfoll4 years ago in Fiction
#2 Echoes of Another Life: A Journey of Self-Discovery
Sarah had always felt like she was living in someone else's shadow. Despite her best efforts, she couldn't shake the feeling that she was meant for something greater, something more fulfilling. She had a good life, with a steady job and a loving family, but there was always a nagging sense of discontent, a feeling that she was meant for something more.
By Storys AI4 years ago in Fiction
An introverted Girl Who Like to Listen To Music.
There was a girl named Emily who was extremely introverted. She spent most of her time listening to music, finding solace in the melodies and lyrics that spoke to her soul. She rarely talked to anyone, preferring to keep to herself and let her music be her only companion.
By sanjana 4 years ago in Fiction
Shadows of the Lithium
I roll on to my side as I hear what sounds like a door at the end of the hall being opened. I'd spent most of the night listening to a barrage of insults and invective that my guards had used to try to provoke me in to giving them a reason to use their spears on me. Occasionally they would search around the floor until they found a stone that they could throw at me. They never did manage to hit me thanks to my quick reflexes, but it was still annoying.
By N James Wright4 years ago in Fiction
Shadows of the Lithium
It's been two-hundred years since that day in the woods. I managed to survive, hiding in the forests and mountains, trying not to be found. For a while I did try to blend in among the humans; I died my hair black with soot and posed as a blind beggar with a cloth tied around my eyes. My other senses are acute enough that I never had to actually worry about where I was going or who was around me, and it felt good to be among people again. At least for as long as it lasted. Eventually they always discovered my secret and I would be forced to flee for my life. Eventually, about fifteen years ago, I found a group of Lithilium being led by a man named Bloquan.
By N James Wright4 years ago in Fiction
Shadows of the Lithium
I open my eyes, and am nearly blinded by the sun. Has it always been this bright? I can't seem to remember. In fact, I can't seem to remember much of anything. Wary of opening my eyes again I I focus instead on my other senses. Immediately I am almost overwhelmed by the cacophony of scents and sounds assaulting me.
By N James Wright4 years ago in Fiction