Fantasy

The Last Stand
In a distant future, when Earth faces danger from alien forces, a team of brave warriors is created to protect the planet from enemy attacks.
By Bellion3 years ago in Fiction
The Door of Loneliness
In a future world where humanity has conquered the battle against diseases and natural disasters, they now face a new threat - loneliness. In a bustling city where technology reigns supreme, a woman named Ava lives a solitary and isolated life amidst the crowds.
By Bellion3 years ago in Fiction
Echoes of Valor: A Story of Courage and Sacrifice
In the heart of medieval Europe, amidst the tumultuous era of knights and kingdoms, there existed a humble village nestled among rolling hills and verdant forests. Known as Oakridge, it was a place where the simple rhythms of life unfolded beneath the watchful gaze of the ancient oak tree that stood at its center.
By Ruhul Jadid Abdussalam3 years ago in Fiction
Echoes of Destiny
In the shadowed depths of the Forbidden Forest, where the ancient trees whispered secrets of forgotten lore, there lived a solitary wanderer known only as the Wanderer. Cloaked in mystery and adorned with scars of battles long past, the Wanderer's true identity remained a puzzle lost to the sands of time.
By Ruhul Jadid Abdussalam3 years ago in Fiction
Toothless Vampire
Wow. Being a vampire requires two things…and I say this with an enormous grin and added laughter…blood and teeth. Well blood is easy. There is an abundance of blood everywhere that I turn. I have only to escape the safe haven of our dark and dusty tomb to see that. But teeth…laugh sarcastically…teeth are hard to come by…laughing myself silly. Excuse me for my laughter. I am the happy go lucky and funny vampire sidekick. Humor is in my nature and all natural to me. So when my sister, whose is also a vampire, complained because she thought she had broken a tooth on a donor’s bone, I couldn’t help but laugh myself silly. Yes, you can understand my laughter now, right? Come on...it's funny!
By Alisha Wilkins ✒️🦋🖋️3 years ago in Fiction
The fall
The descent was physically painless, but emotionally, it was a descent into an abyss of despair. I, Samael, was once his right-hand man, a loyal soldier in his army. I held a critical role, influencing decisions and sharing strategies. Yet, here I was, plummeting into the unknown, all because I dared question his motives and the path he envisioned. The problem lay not with me, but with his deviation from the ideals we once shared.
By TEK TRIK3 years ago in Fiction
My Wife Who Came From Space To Clear The Dungeons
"Mom, Dad, can we get some ice cream now?" A six year old boy with black hair and blue eyes asked his parents. His mother was beautiful, with dark flowing hair and dark brown eyes. She was petite, but taller than the average woman, in other words, it wouldn't be strange for her to be mistaken as a model.
By petroL63063 years ago in Fiction
The American Deserts
The American deserts are a land of extremes. They are hot and dry, with little vegetation and sparse populations. Yet they are also home to a surprising variety of plants and animals, and they offer a unique and fascinating landscape for visitors to explore.
By TEK TRIK3 years ago in Fiction
Black Dog
Bitter air, and owl wings crossing a white harvest moon: a good night, they said, for the wake of a witch, and the Devil coming to claim his own.
By Jean McKinney3 years ago in Fiction
A Curse to Break; Chapter 6
The first thing I register as I come to is the jostling. The second is the fact that I'm gagged. When I open my eyes, everything is black. I try to reach out, but my hands are bound. Where was I? Before I can reach up to try to pull the gag free, the jostling sends me rolling to the right. I don't roll far as not even a second later, I'm pressed against the side of wherever I am. I let my finger travel along the wood I'm next to. I've moved my hands maybe a couple of feet higher when they’ve reached the roof. That couldn't be right. I reach left and sure enough, there's another wall close by. I can feel my panic rising. Why was I in a box?
By Katarzyna Crevan3 years ago in Fiction
The last crime against humanity
I am afraid I am the last of mankind and probably the last of all creations left in this world of sighs and weeping silence, left in the wake of the fury that nature unleashed upon us as the consequence of all the things we–or our predecessors–had done to the planet we call home.
By BADSHA3 years ago in Fiction
The story of the city of Senekal
In a world where reality and fantasy intertwined, there was a town called Senekal. The town was shrouded in mystery, with dark clouds looming on the horizon and a feeling of anxiety rising in the air. Despite its dark appearance, Senekal was a place full of wonder and magic, where magic ran like a river and secrets lurked in every shadow.
By Mahmoud Saad El-Din Ahmed Khalil3 years ago in Fiction