Fantasy

Schnoodle Saves the Day
The sun was just beginning to scrape the top of the Manhattan skyline, casting a hazy, golden glow across the Hudson River and into the bustling, urban streets of West New York, New Jersey. The heavy, grinding rumble of the 6:45 AM New Jersey Transit bus rolling down the avenue vibrated through the pavement. To the humans stumbling out of their front doors with travel mugs of coffee and plastic bags stuffed in their pockets, it was just another Tuesday morning.
By Baltizare8 months ago in Fiction
Hue and The Discovery of Manipo (Chapter 1). AI-Generated.
Being able to manipulate time — and slip into nearly any moment in history — comes with advantages so vast they’re almost impossible to rank. But two always rise to the top.
By Lorenzo Bland8 months ago in Fiction
Oni. Content Warning.
In the shade cast by the blood moon a chill is felt. It is the darkness mirrored of the creature beginning to stir in the crimson pools of reflected starlight.
By Griffen Helm8 months ago in Fiction
Guardian Angels Chapter 4
Akarisa groaned, rubbing her forehead roughly. Between staying up most of the day to investigate the abandoned dorm, and being unable to sleep with Kalin's very awake consciousness streaming through her mind, the last thing she wanted was to have to deal with her father. But he had concerns about her ability to handle a meeting with the Karinean council, which she could understand. If she wasn't massively sleep deprived.
By Phoenixica248 months ago in Fiction
Mors Invicta: Remembered Only as Footnotes
Unsheathed, my blade shone like the moon on the darkest eve as the sun rose above me. Though it had yet to meet the entrails of the beasts that threatened peace and sanity, my hands were bathed in the blood of legions.
By Paul Stewart8 months ago in Fiction
The Guardian
Shadow Beasts, Jikininki, Beast Masters, a Telepathic Dragon, and who knows what else is out there. The Citadel may consider him an adult, but this was a lot for his eighteen-year-old mind to take in. He also didn’t totally trust the Citadel Elders. There was something in Cronos’s body language that betrayed his words. What Alexander needed was to speak with someone from his own community. He needed to speak with Dr. Jason.
By Mark Gagnon8 months ago in Fiction
Why a Real Zombie Apocalypse Would Probably Fail
They’re the living dead. Our nightmares wrapped in rotting flesh. Brain-hungry monsters that shuffle through our favorite shows and movies like they own the place.
By Areeba Umair8 months ago in Fiction
Star light
It was a winter night magic left her finger tips, it moved in the sky and connect with the stars. Star light was a Native American girl who had magic powers. She had the ability to speak life in the universe and when someone with a pure heart wished upon a star the wish will be granted. Starlight was gifted, she had a kind heart and she was the most beautiful woman in their town. It was a rural area they still lived in tents and very old houses, made out of sand. Starlight had a kind heart and she was loved by everyone in her community. She was a special teenage girl. Although she had great beauty she was still a child, she was eighteen years of age. She was living with her parents and was the only child. So naturally her parents were very protective over her because of her beauty and the special magical gift she had.
By Miss Bey8 months ago in Fiction
The queen of the night
Justin was one of the vampires in his father Edward’s vampire clan. His father was the king of the vampires, and Justin was expected to take over as the new king. Edward was ready to retire from ruling and wanted to settle down somewhere peaceful with his wife, Justin’s mother. He longed to live a normal vampire life outside of the clan—just to be a regular vampire living for himself.
By Miss Bey8 months ago in Fiction
Belgreth Is Real. Top Story - March 2026.
I’m here to tell you how the story of Dracula came to be. The entire premise stems from my travels and the stories I learned along the way.
By Andrea Corwin 8 months ago in Fiction
Wolf Kindred
Njall had never felt comfortable in the pinewood of the Blackmore clan's lands. The trees here seemed to grow beyond the rules of the ground, reaching out to the sky mother who blanketed the air above. The environment gave him a sense of unease that rarely ceased, even though he'd been born here, had grown up here - became an apprentice under their shadowy canopy here.
By Amanda Starks8 months ago in Fiction
The Clockmaker’s Paradox
In the heart of a town that had long forgotten how to surprise itself, there lived an old clockmaker named Elric. His shop, tucked between narrow cobblestone alleys, seemed ordinary from the outside, but once inside, it was like stepping into another dimension. Clocks of every imaginable shape and size hung on the walls and filled the shelves: tall grandfather clocks with golden pendulums, tiny pocket watches that shimmered in his hands, and bizarre, intricate timepieces whose mechanisms no one could comprehend. What made these clocks extraordinary was not their craftsmanship—it was the way they spoke.
By Ibrahim 8 months ago in Fiction