Fantasy

Lumina: Echoes of the Abyss
Months had passed since Lumina’s victory over Tempest. New York City thrived under the guardian’s watchful light, its skyline a symbol of hope and renewal. Yet, beneath the surface of this newfound peace, an ancient force stirred—a darkness older and deeper than any Tempest’s storm.
By zenGaze2 years ago in Fiction
Lumina: Dawn of the Radiant Guardian
In the heart of New York City, where towering skyscrapers scrape the heavens and shadows dance beneath neon lights, an ordinary night was about to become extraordinary. Beneath the city’s bustling streets, deep in a hidden chamber of forgotten technology, a solitary figure worked feverishly. Dr. Evelyn Hale, once a brilliant scientist and now a recluse, was on the brink of a groundbreaking invention—a device that could control energy itself.
By zenGaze2 years ago in Fiction
Endurant. Top Story - August 2024.
Falling … falling from a great height is the first memory I have. Followed by waking up to see my chest burst open on a rock, the rough stone covered in strange ancient markings. My legs shattered and limp, and blood gushed all around me. I looked up and saw a face high above, I don’t remember who it was. Just the smile as they looked down on me.
By Savannah K. Wilson2 years ago in Fiction
Penelope Parker The Queen Of Purgatory
When a soul is too tainted for heaven and too pure for hell it goes to a void in between called Purgatory. Penelope Parker was a soul on the brink of damnation. After discovering her husband had left her and her newborn child to start a family with his ex she turned to alcohol and drugs as escape. The up and coming district attorney had lit candles and had offered herself sexually for Xanax while her baby slept in a playpen in the living room. After the deed she popped Xanax and drank herself into a deep coma like sleep. Unknowingly a candle fell starting a fire that would take her babies life. She woke to the screams and cries of her charred baby girl and held the burnt remains as the baby died in her arms. Consumed by grief and guilt she then grabbed her pistol and took her own life
By Kenneth cruz2 years ago in Fiction
other people
Never let them see you waver, my mother once told me, my shirt clenched tight in her fist. The world will eat you right up. You hear me, Liam? Weakness is for other people. Be strong, or you’ll be dead by the time you’re twenty.
By angela hepworth2 years ago in Fiction
The Birth of Celina Knight
I didn't ask to be born, but the government thought otherwise. My mother - my birth giver - left weeks after my birth. So, it was just Dad and me. He liked to drink but wasn't mean; he tolerated my existence.
By Jaye Pool2 years ago in Fiction
Capitano Neutrino. First Place in Epic Beginnings Challenge. Top Story - August 2024.
It's true most black holes have masses of hundreds, even thousands, of suns. Cosmologists have theorized, however, that "micro" black holes pepper all of space/time as rogue visitors, striking when least expected.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
LUMINA
In the sprawling metropolis of Neon City, Maya lived an unassuming life as a software engineer. But after a freak lightning strike at her office, she gained the power to control light, transforming into Lumina, the city's new protector.
By Aifuwa Emmanuel2 years ago in Fiction
Thoughts
As our awareness matures, our perception of experiences transforms significantly. We may go through the same events, but our reactions differ depending on the level of our consciousness. The more our awareness matures and our inner peace grows, the simpler and easier life's experiences become. It is we who change, not the experiences.
By Warm vanilla 2 years ago in Fiction
Shadow Wraith: A Tale of Light And Darkness
In the dystopian city of Nocturne, twilight reigned eternal. A thick, oppressive fog clung to the streets, dimming the neon lights that flickered above decaying skyscrapers. The city was a labyrinth of steel and shadow, where the sun had not risen in centuries. Nocturne was a place where technology and magic coexisted, their boundaries blurred and often indistinguishable. It was a city where hope was a scarce commodity, and yet, a beacon of hope still flickered in the heart of one woman: Dr. Elara Voss.
By David Astreal2 years ago in Fiction
TALES OF CRIME AND FICTION
When I opened the car door to sit inside, Matt was on the phone. "Are you sure?" He was talking to someone I sat down and closed the door.
By Shazia Khan2 years ago in Fiction
Make Me A Martyr
By the time you read or hear this, it will be too late. In exactly two minutes and fifty-four seconds, armed military personnel will burst through that door and take me into custody. There will be no trials, no court of law- just my swift and merciless execution.
By Kenneth cruz2 years ago in Fiction