Fantasy

The Peril in the Sky
My best friend was rich, rundown, ruined. Rani rasped, “I’m a wizard, Phaedra.” Clearly, he was drunk. But I couldn’t believe my eyes when the asshole started drawing glowing circles in the air. No, not circles. Runes.
By Sieran Lane4 years ago in Fiction
The Sword in the Wind
The north wind howled in their ears. A group of three teenagers hiked through the thick snow. They wore martial arts robes and fur coats, and all three were armed with swords at their hips.
By Sieran Lane4 years ago in Fiction
Rising From the Ashes
The phoenix stretched her spent wings and waited nervously for customers to arrive. Blown glass instruments she had taken days to make, studded her merchant’s table like gems.
By Sieran Lane4 years ago in Fiction
Anastasia the Nonbinary Dragon
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. Instead, the Valley used to be swimming with ghosts. Spectres made this their abode, not even bothering to conceal themselves. If any tourists came by, few of them got back out.
By Sieran Lane4 years ago in Fiction
An Adorable Dog Enters a Post-Apocalyptic World
Once upon a time, my name was Poofie. I was the fluffiest, cutest Pomeranian you could ever imagine. That all changed when I accidentally walked into a time travel portal, and ended up in the distant future.
By Sieran Lane4 years ago in Fiction
On the streets of... #1
That’s me, by the way. Detective Kowalsky, I mean. From the title of the chapter. But let’s not get ahead of ourselves. Let’s start the story where so many other good stories have started before: with a drunk night.
By John H. Knight4 years ago in Fiction
Hybrid
“She’s beautiful!” exclaimed Hunter, to his best friend- and brother Avery, whilst they stood at the end of the aisle in front of the altar, watching the indeed beautiful Lillia gliding towards them, her smile wider than ever, Avery nodded, beaming at his bride. Lillia wore a deep red full length ball gown for her wedding dress, with black lace sleeves covering her arms delicately, slipping over the back of her hands, stopping perfectly at her fingers. Her nails were shaped and painted black with a rhinestone at the base of her middle finger, her makeup was a simple red lip and nude eyeshadow which brought out the deep blue of her eyes and her jet-black fringe framed her face perfectly, with the rest of her hair styled in an elegant braid down to her waist. Francesca reached the front of the aisle to take her place next to her best friend, as Lillia reached her soon to be husband, Francesca gently squeezed her arm, took the bouquet from her hands and placed Lillia’s hands in Avery’s. Despite having no other friends in the whole world, or any family to speak of anymore, with just their two best friends in attendance, Avery and Lillia’s wedding was truly stunning. Lillia’s dress was absolutely beautiful. Avery’s suit, which was a traditional black design with a deep red, to match Lillia’s dress, pocket square and tie, and had a gold chained pocket watch, was superb, and his deep brown hair was brushed over to the right, his curls sweeping across his forehead and down to his shoulder. Hunter and Francesca were both dressed in charcoal grey, Francesca being in a simple pencil dress, cinched in at the waist by a thin black belt, her nails short and painted light pink, her auburn hair tied back in an elegant pull through ponytail, and Hunter being dressed in a simple jacket and trousers with a white shirt, his deep brown hair slicked back down to his ears, they all complimented each other perfectly. The extravagance of Lillia’s dress, the boldness of Avery’s suit against the simple silhouette of Francesca and Hunters outfits made Lillia stand out even more.
By Bree-Amethyst S G-M4 years ago in Fiction
The Mystery Box
When I woke up that morning I figured it would be a normal Monday. Little did I know, this Monday would change my life forever. I got out of bed and headed to my kitchen for breakfast, when I heard a weird buzzing sound. I looked out my back door and saw a black drone flying over my house. I saw a small brown box hanging off of the bottom of the drone. I thought to myself "I didn't order anything lately." The drone circled my house again, dipped down low, dropped the box on my porch, and buzzed off. I stepped outside onto the cold porch to look at the box. "What is in the box and who is it from?" I wondered. The box was only about the size of a plastic mailbox so I knew it couldn't be anything too big. I bent over to pick up the box and as I saw the return address I froze. I couldn't believe who it was from.... my ex fiance. I wondered why he was sending me anything, we had called off things more than a year ago. I walked back inside with the box wondering "What and why would he send me anything?" When we called things off we both agreed we wouldn't contact each other, so why did he send me something? I cut open the box with my knife and inside the box was a white box with a red ribbon. I picked it up and could hear something sliding around from me tilting it. I opened the cute box and inside was a note. All it said was "I had to know" and that was all. Under the note was a sliver chain, and on the end of the chain was a ruby red heart encased by gold. It was very beautiful, but the note stayed in my mind. "What did he mean?" Under the necklace was a note it read "Dear user, congratulation you have been given a magical heart necklace. The way this necklace works is amazingly simple. You put it on and think of the person who gave it to you. If you love them, the heart will glow." I was hesitant at first to put on the necklace because, to be honest, I didn't know if it would glow or not. I had spent the last year trying to forget my ex. I couldn't believe he was trying to contact me. I kept thinking "If the heart does glow, then what do I call him to tell him?" I decided to wait and think if to put the necklace on. After lunch, I turned on my laptop and brought up the few pictures I didn't delete of my ex-fiance. I closed my eyes and with shaking hands, I put the necklace on. Once I had the necklace on, I opened my eyes, looked at the pictures I had up on my laptop, and watched to see if the heart started to glow. After about five minutes, my worst fear came true, the heart started to glow. I was so stunned I started to cry. After I stopped crying, I called my ex. "Why did you need to know if I still loved you?" I asked. He said, "Because when I bought the necklace, and put it on I thought of you and the heart glowed. And I wanted to know if it would glow when you thought of me." I took a deep breath and said, "Well the heart did glow when I put it on and thought of you." After that we decided to give us another try. We are engaged now and are getting married in the spring. I was never one to believe in magic, but after this happened I believe in magic now.
By Keri Funk4 years ago in Fiction
The Portrait and the Portal
We drove up the snowy, winding road towards the cozy A-frame cabin. Wait! Didn't the ad say A-frame, this looks more like T-frame, flat roofed frame, or whatever framed term is correct. We could barely see anything anyway, except the white blanket of snow covering everything. At this moment however, any old kind of frame will do. Our only wish was that it had a great deal of warmth, was cozy, inviting and perfectly safe inside.
By Novel Allen4 years ago in Fiction
The Bone Flute
We live in a quiet neighborhood. It's not exactly a silent neighborhood - there is always some kind of sound. Birds twittering, a dog barking, leaf blowers whining, delivery trucks rumbling, basketballs dribbling. It's quiet in the sense that not much happens that is unexpected or unusual. That all changed one afternoon.
By Michael Dilts4 years ago in Fiction
Grandpa's Secret Cabin
We drove up the snowy, winding road towards the cozy A-frame cabin. I was taking my grandkids on a trip to save them from their monstrous parents.
By Alex H Mittelman 4 years ago in Fiction
The Cape Buffalo
You believe that justice has been thwarted, that your efforts to bring your fugitive to custody have been in vain. I believe, Marshal, that I can shed some light on the recent events, if you will bear with me. Although this is a private message, and I have scribbled it down in haste (please be patient with my handwriting, if not my spelling of certain English words), I trust you will be able to elicit some degree of satisfaction from what I am about to tell you.
By Eric Wolf4 years ago in Fiction