Fantasy

Wishes Unveiled
In a quiet, unassuming town, lived a girl named Lily, who held a unique gift—her wishes came true when she prayed. This extraordinary ability had been with her since she was a child, and as she grew, she realized the immense power and responsibility that it carried.
By StoryholicFinds3 years ago in Fiction
Twin Suns Burn in Silence
I am in the blue weeds west of Hamlet. Just below me, a cache of white gemshells glint between the fronds. I can see you, too, diving a dozen lengths away, your body blue-white in the filtered light of the suns, shoals of brittlefish darting between us. You turn to look at me, and we are mirrored there beneath the surface for a moment. You see the same thing I do: two boys, nearly men, long fins strapped to their feet. Kelp-weave diving skirts around their hips. Harpoons secured to thighs — yours on the left, mine on the right. Knives and bags tied at the waist. Brown hair pulled back out of the way. The S-shaped birthmarks on the chest, yours right, mine left.
By Owen Schaefer3 years ago in Fiction
A new type of zombie… Bloodletters
If you ever happen to be born in the world of Bexley’s post-apocalyptic nightmarish realm, you will find yourself smack dab in the middle of either domestic zombie paradise (especially if you're zombie elite) or sprinting for your very life. If you are not running, then as a human you must remain in your crowded bunkers and caves. To save your skin and your blood.
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Fiction
Unspoken
In a candlelit room, amidst a sea of flickering flames, two souls found themselves in a silent embrace. Their eyes spoke volumes, carrying a language that only they understood. Without uttering a single word, their hearts entwined in a dance of emotions, a symphony of unspoken love.
By Ugwu pearl 3 years ago in Fiction
Beatusism
They say Beatusism is a lifestyle of mirage. There is no such place, but there is such a place. Have you heard of Fantasy Island? Beatusism is a group of Philosophers that created a portal to the beatusism lifestyle.
By Mariann Carroll3 years ago in Fiction
Can You Tell, What's the Spell
You are mine in clandestine when salt is sweet, and dark is the deed; do it to the letter, and you'll understand it better.
By Jussi Luukkonen3 years ago in Fiction
The Queen’s Gambit
Elizabeth was nervous as she entered the palace of Versailles. She had been invited by King Louis XIV of France to play a game of chess with him. She was not sure why he had chosen her, a young English lady, out of all the other guests at his court. She had heard rumors that he was bored with his usual opponents and wanted to challenge someone new. She had also heard that he was a master of the game and rarely lost.
By Jymo Fiesta3 years ago in Fiction
"The Enchanting Cello: A Symphony of Emotions"
Once upon a time, in a small town nestled in the countryside, there lived a talented musician named Elena. She had a deep love for the cello and would spend hours practicing in her cozy attic studio. One evening, as the sun began to set, Elena's melodic tunes filled the air and enchanted all who heard them. The sound of her cello echoed through the streets, drawing a crowd of listeners who were captivated by her soulful performance. With each stroke of the bow, Elena's music told a story of love, loss, and resilience. The power of her music transcended language, bringing people together and evoking emotions they had long forgotten. As the final note faded away, the audience erupted in applause, grateful for the magical experience that had unfolded before them. From that day on, Elena continued to share her gift with the world, using the cello as her voice to touch hearts and souls wherever she went. 🎶✨
By Ugwu pearl 3 years ago in Fiction
The Little Girl
In a faraway rolling hill countryside, there is a three point mountain range adorned with beautiful foliage, blooms, and savory grass. Crisp white gargantuan clouds paint a scenic backdrop to the three point mountain range, and an incessant fragrant aerial mist of warmed lavender and jasmine encapsulates the three mountains. Within this mountain range dwells a little girl. The little girl has black poofy ringlet curls, skin like warmed brass, wears a dainty frock that flows even in the slightest breeze, a perfectly woven straw hat is affixed to her head, and nestled tightly in her left arm is a wicker basket filled with blooms and savory grass.
By Anne R.3 years ago in Fiction
What if aliens are future versions of humans, what could they be like?
What if aliens are future versions of humans? This mind-boggling question has captivated the imaginations of scientists and science fiction enthusiasts for decades. As we ponder the vastness of space and the possibility of extraterrestrial life, it's intriguing to think that these supposed aliens could actually be advanced versions of ourselves from the future. If this theory holds any merit, what might these future humans - or "aliens" - be like? Let's delve into the realm of speculation and explore the potential characteristics of these futuristic beings.
By Mourad ait lahcen3 years ago in Fiction
Bubbles of Enchantment: The Tale of the Bubble Bath Queen
Once upon a time in Sudsville, there lived a mysterious and alluring lady known as the Bubble Bath Queen. Her true identity was buried under a veil of scented bubbles and the comforting hum of her ancient bathtub. According to legend, she possessed a mystical formula for the most decadent and enthralling bubble baths in the entire realm.
By Kageno Hoshino3 years ago in Fiction
A MYSTERY GIRL
Arcana was born a very rich family, but she never felt lucky. She had everything money could buy, what about the rest? She never knew what the real meaning of love, meaning of family. She was beautiful and had wonderful green eyes, but she never had any use of beauty. Her family is also worships a female goddess. They worshiped a female goddess, but what was the use, no matter what how the glorify their goddess, they did not know how to be thankful for their daughter. Arcana had two siblings, they never really cared for her. She could not think of any reason for her family to hate her. She was not as smart as her sister Eva also not as matured as her brother Kai, but was that a good reason for her family to hate her. Arcana was 19, even after all these years she could not find the reason behind the hatred of her family. Her siblings never hated her, but they considered her as a complete stranger.
By Rose Maria Roy3 years ago in Fiction