Fantasy
Circumnavigate
Richard Humbleback the 7th would one day be an extraordinary pirate, just like his father; Richard Humbleback the 6th, who was a superb pirate like his father before him. But for now, Junior only paled in comparison to the lumbering man who gave the palm trees around him a run for their money.
By Nick Forbes4 years ago in Fiction
Queen Maidhe's Gift
The Age of Progress dawned with smoke and fire. Things were changing in the cities and fields of the world; men and women toiled in hell-hot workshops filled with molten metal and flying cotton. Arabella Luton watched the changes with untrained eyes, but at the age of eight, she already understood that there was more than one world. There was the world of liquid metal where grey-faced men and women in drab clothes were free to do what they wanted, but lacked the money to do it... and the world she lived in, where money was no problem but freedom was in short supply. She lived like a doll, dressed and coiffed and plucked by her mother until she chafed, patted and petted by her father when it was suitable and ignored when it was not.
By S. A. Crawford4 years ago in Fiction
Not Quite Neutral Ground
The Montello Zoo & Aquarium, established by the Montello family, was state of the art, with all of the newest exhibits and equipment. It was large, and clean, and bright, and cheery. Well, it wasn’t particularly bright or cheery at the moment, as it was outside of normal operating hours, but that didn’t prevent two people from meeting up inside. They approached each other warily on a catwalk above a large exhibit full of exotic ocean creatures. The catwalk was only accessible to employees, which neither of them were, but neither of them particularly cared about that fact. One of them was six foot one, and white with a deep tan. He wore a leather duster, blue jeans, a black button down shirt, cowboy boots, and a cowboy hat, because he had decided that he enjoyed the old west aesthetic, and by God he was going to lean into it. The other man was a black man standing at five foot nine, with a shaved head, wearing a three piece silver suit, with a silver tie and a black shirt, and mirrored sunglasses.
By FFR Stories4 years ago in Fiction
The Goddess Prophecy
I live in a castle amongst the beautiful forest of Wisteria, in a kingdom by the name of Gaiaminelle. My charming and leafy room, adorned with crystals dangling in a beautifully neat sequence, flooded with softened sunlight as the dawn kissed our lands, painting my room in hues of rainbows. The halls of the castle outside my doors were humming with preparations for the day's activities, as well as the bustle of the forest awakening with synchronized and scattered chirps, yawns and scampers. The enriched smell of morning dew combined of roses and peach trees paired perfectly with the aroma of fresh baked breads and my favorite foods filled my nostrils as I stretched and groaned the sleep from my body. My sister Vixenia was my absolute best friend, and she boisterously flung open my doors to greet me. I can see she was disappointed I was awakened prior to this, as I have been dealing with this reaction for years at this point. I gave her a playful look, and she bleat out a raspberry.
By Cinnaminnie4 years ago in Fiction
Inside a wedding for the ages
Dated: The 17th day of the 45th year of Queen Josephina’s reign. THE PRINCESS IS MARRIED!!!!!!! Last night Princess Suni, the eldest daughter of Queen Josephina of Cortes, wed billionaire Kelly Fisheries mogul, Kenneth Kelly, in an extravagant event that hosted social elite from around the Twelve Realms.
By THE SPEAR SISTERS4 years ago in Fiction
Fishbone
"How are you feeling?" Doctor Macy ran her fingers through Ruby's hair, her eyes glistening with a sadness the little girl had grown accustomed to. It'd been a while since Ruby arrived in the children's ward. Diagnosed with a malignant brain tumour spreading like wildfire, Ruby often heard the doctors around discussing her case. They used big words Ruby didn't understand, but she could tell by watching. The way her aunt would clutch her chest and lean onto her brother. The way her father would wrap his arms around his sister, his shoulders hinting at the fear he was desperate to hide. The way they would smile at her, a smile forced through the pain Ruby knew they felt for her. Then they would tell her she had nothing to worry about.
By Parti Pris4 years ago in Fiction








