Fantasy

The Night I Became a Cat
I’ve always known I wasn’t like the other kids in Eldermoor. It wasn’t anything obvious—just little things. While they played games, laughing and
By Vickys Secrets2 years ago in Fiction
Say No to Everything That Doesn’t Support Your Immediate Goals
I stood at the crossroads of my life, a maze of possibilities stretching out before me. Each path, a siren song, promised adventure, fulfillment, and perhaps even love. But I knew that to truly achieve my dreams, I had to make a choice. A difficult one.
By Mamoona Rana2 years ago in Fiction
Represented
It was also somewhere whilst watching the movie Moonlight that I had an epiphany regarding the issue of queer representation. The film in question is about a heterosexual black male gangster who comes to terms with his sexuality in spite of the pall that the society casts. The violence of the film was incredibly personal especially when recounting the age-old dilemma performance of the LGBTQIA+ community all the more in more hostile environments.
By Muhammad Ahmed2 years ago in Fiction
The Spotted Seal Tavern
I didn't know what to expect when I had to stoop low into the bar. But what I got, was a lot of eyes staring at me. The eyes were odd. Like, they looked normal, till you glanced away, and the eyes would have a yellow sheen to them, not white.
By Meredith Harmon2 years ago in Fiction
Plastic is terrible for us 😨
Please like and Rating my content Plastic has significant negative impacts on the environment, human health, and wildlife. It takes hundreds of years to decompose, accumulating in landfills and oceans. Over time, plastic breaks down into microplastics, contaminating soil, water, and air. Millions of tons of plastic waste end up in the ocean each year, creating "garbage patches" and harming marine life. Animals often mistake plastic for food, leading to ingestion that can cause choking, starvation, or poisoning. Entanglement in plastic waste can injure or kill wildlife.
By Al Mahmud Hasan2 years ago in Fiction
The Silver Stone
In one of the many galaxies of the universe exists a world called Welt. As of this moment, a strange sight occurred in the dark space surrounding the planet. A bright point of light fell faster than any eye could see into the world, past its atmosphere and into the ocean. The power of its fall upset the oceans making them rise and march towards solid land. This lasted for many years, but finally the seas grew still.
By Oba Olowe2 years ago in Fiction
The Last Page
Sarah fought her way through the unyielding sheets of rain that fell on the cobblestoned avenues of Oldtown, her umbrella just barely preventing a downpour from soaking her to the bone. The charming narrow streets and the dozens of centuries-old buildings had always made it an enjoyable place to stroll, but tonight, something about them felt oppressive. Memories of stories about the haunted old library at the end of the street with its ghostly wordsmith crept up her spine, making her shiver.
By Nazmul Hossain2 years ago in Fiction
It Takes a Village
We loved Brenna. In a way. The day the dragon brought her, we thought we were going to die. Mothers held their babies close. Grown men wet themselves.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
The Fool's Game
Trust ain’t nothing more than a game, boy. You place your bets and throw down your cards and pray you’ve played your hand right. The other players are doing the same thing. Don’t matter if they’re keepin’ tight-lipped, cards close to their chest; or if they’re talking bigger than their strewn-out cards allow… in the end everyone’s got something to hide.
By M. A. Mehan 2 years ago in Fiction
The Hidden Threads of Fate. AI-Generated.
The Hidden Strings of Fate Legend said that the Weavers of Fate roamed across quaint little places like Eldergrove, lurking between rolling hills and forest shadows. Every soul in every place stood tied to one another with invisible threads spun by ethereal beings guiding fates with delicate precision. Most of the people in the village dismissed it as old wives' tales, but those stories sounded like a call for young Elara.
By Yogesh2 years ago in Fiction
The Shadow of the Nightingale. Content Warning.
The downpour pounded against the dingy window of the Parisian bistro, obscuring the neon lights of the clamoring road outside. Inside, Elena, a lady with eyes as sharp as the stiletto she conveyed, sat alone, nursing a tepid espresso. She was an apparition, a ghost in the city's underside, moving concealed, unheard, all her means determined, everything she might do a quiet dance of trickiness.
By sanjeevan2 years ago in Fiction
THE WHISPERING WOODS. AI-Generated.
In the heart of Eldergrove, a village surrounded by dense, ancient woods, there was a legend of the Whispering Woods. The villagers believed that if you ventured deep enough into the forest, you could hear the voices of those who had come before you—guiding, warning, or sometimes even lamenting.
By Anwesha2 years ago in Fiction