Fantasy

The Bakery Between Us
Chapter One: The First Taste Elara Chen had been baking since she was seven years old, standing on a wooden stool in her grandmother's kitchen, her small hands dusted with flour. It was the only place in the world that made sense to her. The precision of measurements, the patience of waiting for dough to rise, the magic of transforming simple ingredients into something that made people smile—it was her gift, her comfort, her salvation.
By Mark Lim 2 months ago in Fiction
Waiting For The Night.
Celestial waited and waited for this moment to arrive. The sky was a beautiful dark velvet curtain full of stars. Celestial took a deep breath, absorbing the crisp, fresh air surrounding her; as she looked up, her breath almost left her body as the sky filled with beautiful gold streaks from the meteor shower around her. She clapped with delight as she watched the golden sky dance in all its golden glory above her.
By Carol Ann Townend2 months ago in Fiction
Last call
I heard there's this place you can go and speak to someone for the last time: it's called 'Last Call.' It's a café that's just a few blocks away, no matter where you are. I've actually seen a glimpse of this place once, and even seen people sitting inside. When I try to look at the café, it disappears. They say it only shows up to those who need it most and allows you to enter when you are ready.
By Jen Phillips2 months ago in Fiction
Ep.1- Cry Baby Cry
A couple of months ago, I started writing a screenplay that started out as a horror short film, but has now turned into more of a Sci-fi/Thriller miniseries. This is a final draft of my first episode. The plot and characters are still unfolding, but I want to share as I go as an attempt to gain some constructive feedback. Thanks for reading!
By SierraLW2 months ago in Fiction
The Legend Behind Augusta's Spring. Top Story - August 2026.
Come with me, out on a hike along Balston’s Creek Down a narrow deer trail running directly parallel Climbing treefalls, rounding mighty grey boulders
By Mother Combs2 months ago in Fiction
The Misguided Lover
October, Anno DCCXIV Ab Urbe Condita (A.U.C.) October, 30 BCE The scent of jasmine lingered in the air, mingling with the salt breeze drifting in from the Mediterranean. In Alexandria, the palace stood shimmering beneath the late sun — a monument to excess and decadence that belied the desperation that had settled in its golden halls.
By Jesse L Shelley2 months ago in Fiction
The Amber Haunting
Lucius Cassius Flavus had always prided himself on two things. His stubborn greed and his ability to out-talk any barbarian chieftain . These traits had served him well from Gaul to Pannonia , and now, they had taken him farther than any sensible Roman should ever go. B eyond the northern border, deep into the frostbitten lands of Jutland .
By Jesse L Shelley2 months ago in Fiction
On The Castle Stairs
Introduction This is another wonderful image shared by The Enchanted Booklet on Facebook here, that provided the inspiration for this story.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 3 months ago in Fiction
The Dreamwalker's Battle. Top Story - August 2026. Content Warning.
“He’s been in a coma for a week,” the client’s wife explained to me as we stood in front of his hospital bed. “Nothing will wake him up.”
By Stephanie Hoogstad3 months ago in Fiction
Secret of the Shades
“Dr. West,” Jane said reluctantly as she answered her phone. “Wha-cha doin’, Dr. West?” Tamsin drew out her name in a fun but mocking way.
By F.A. McCollum3 months ago in Fiction
Eclipse
Introduction An appropriate image from Steampunk Stuff here The music is "Black Hole Sun" by Soundgarden" Eclipse The Aetherwind was on its first flight since the refit. All the power was not taken directly from solar panneling on the balloon body, and it was so efficient it could also run on moonlight and starlight.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 3 months ago in Fiction
The Parable of The Fossil
Do not look toward the setting sun in the west, but toward the east—toward the place where the children have already won. So it came to pass: a verdict, a word, and telepathy spoken in such a way that it could be seen and heard.
By Chase McQuade3 months ago in Fiction