Fantasy

Songs of the River's Repentance: A Tale of Jengu's Grace
In the heart of a village nestled along the banks of a meandering river, the people suffered beneath the unrelenting grip of a merciless drought. Crops withered under the scorching sun, and the once vibrant community faced the specter of famine. Desperation hung thick in the air as the villagers looked to their king for answers.
By Gaia Mokoena3 years ago in Fiction
Snowflakes of Wisdom
Oliver left his heart in a snow-covered town, where every step crunched with the weight of winter. One bitterly cold evening, a mysterious girl named Lucy entered his store. She had eyes that seemed to reflect the falling snow outside.
By Sam H Arnold3 years ago in Fiction
They Come in 3s: Part 3
Epiphany, first: Being alive as its own reward. My miracle, self-actuation of self-awareness. Epiphany, second: Sorting out the perspective of the truly important things in life. My miracle, forgiveness.
By Gerard DiLeo3 years ago in Fiction
The Song of the Forgotten Kingdom
In the quiet town of Harmon's Hollow, where the mundane rhythm of daily life lulled its residents into a comforting trance, lived a young musician named Seraphina Melody. Known for her ethereal compositions, Seraphina spent her days wandering through the woods, seeking inspiration for her next masterpiece.
By Dim Esther3 years ago in Fiction
FRIENDSHIP FOR THE CAT AND MOUSE
William Hanna and Joseph Barbera established the American animated media phenomenon Tom and Jerry in 1940, along with a series of comedic short films.
By 012- M.Gayathri3 years ago in Fiction
Fox
Desolate. The landscape stretched. Blank and unwavering. He squinted at the bright expanse. He hated it here. He felt banished, guilty of something. Perhaps he was.
By Rachel Deeming3 years ago in Fiction
The night stalker
Nathalie sat staring out the window as the snowflakes danced back and forth in the late November wind. How can they not sense her turmoil, her disappointment that Elizabeth Brighton, owner of Brighton Books had cancelled their meeting again, this was the third one this month. Nath had already written two books and had barely made enough to pay her bills.
By Novel Allen3 years ago in Fiction
This is not how it was supposed to go
This is not how it was supposed to go, with the whole group gathered around a bonfire reenacting horror stories, plastic plates and glasses strewn everywhere. This was supposed to be their third anniversary, the two of them alone.
By Letizia Loi3 years ago in Fiction
Rebirth in the 1980s: The Spicy Wife（Chapter 3）
"Can you help me with this?" Xià Xiǎolán stuffed the bag into Liú Fēn's arms, who was tears streaming down her face: "Xiǎolán, how can you go out... what will happen when your father comes back..."
By moonshark3 years ago in Fiction
Rebirth in the 1980s: The Spicy Wife
Two people could not survive on just 20 jin of sweet potatoes for very long. This year's new harvest had not yet arrived, and when Xia Jundong returned, he would definitely ask Liu Fen to go back home. But would the Xia family forgive Xia Xiaolan? Liu Fen was thinking of returning to her parents' home the next day to think of a solution. The Liu family was also poor, and Xia Xiaolan's uncle was a generous man who would not just stand by and watch his niece starve.
By moonshark3 years ago in Fiction
The Lost Marbles
Tootles always seems to lose me when he needs me most. The poor soul put me in a sack to keep better track and still can’t manage to hang on to me. He needs me. All of his happiness lives in me. I hope he’s doing all right. I can’t imagine what things he’s thinking or feeling right now. Thud, Nibs, and Peter have tried to help Toots, but nothing seems to work. All the boys have found me one too many times. He sets me down but never remembers where. He wants to carry me around constantly in case of emergencies, but it’s just not realistic, and now here I am. Lost. Again. This time, I have no earthly idea where. It’s quiet wherever this is. Mostly. There’s a persistent dripping that could put a canon blast to shame. The echo of each drop lingers long enough for another to fall. It’s cavernous, vast, and empty if I had to guess.
By kp3 years ago in Fiction
Whispers of Regret
In the heart of Lagos, a tale of love, betrayal, and tangled destinies unfolded between Aisha, Zara, and a mysterious artist named Tunde. Aisha, deeply in love with Tunde, confided in her twin sister, Zara, about the man who held the key to her heart. Little did they know that their lives were about to take an unexpected turn.
By Michael Oregbuyide3 years ago in Fiction