Fantasy

Protector
Sir Morpheus’ eyes flutter, opening “Again?” the knight asks. “Again,” the Lady of the Lake replies. Sir Morpheus has dark, swarthy features with thick, braided hair, high cheekbones, and bottomless black eyes. His strength, skills, and seeming immortality have made him the most feared and respected knight in the kingdom.
By Michael Jefferson3 years ago in Fiction
Trapped in the Mind of a Murderer
Emma's relentless pursuit of the truth consumed her every waking moment. The memories were coming back in fragments, like pieces of a shattered mirror slowly reassembling. Each recollection brought her closer to the truth but also heightened her fear of what she might uncover.
By Yazan Marwan3 years ago in Fiction
The Cosmic Wordsmith
In a quaint little town nestled between rolling hills, there lived a woman named Eliza who was known far and wide for her exceptional gift of communication. Her words held an almost magical quality, capable of soothing the angriest of hearts and igniting the coldest of souls. While some attributed her remarkable talent to natural charisma, Eliza believed it was the influence of a celestial force—Mercury, the planet of communication.
By Loyiso Mahambehlala3 years ago in Fiction
Moonlit Connections
In a tranquil, idyllic village nestled between rolling hills and a shimmering lake, there lived a young woman named Lily. Lily was a curious and introspective soul, known throughout the village for her deep connection to the natural world and her fascination with the mysteries of the cosmos. Among the many celestial wonders that intrigued her, the moon held a special place in her heart.
By Loyiso Mahambehlala3 years ago in Fiction
The kiln in my hometown
Every time I see city dwellers looking excited and crazy in front of a deserted kiln site, I feel they don’t care about it. Even if it is abandoned and turned into a pile of dirt, I don’t have a trace of regret in my heart. A little nostalgia.
By 陆亚乾3 years ago in Fiction
In spring, you are the most beautiful
There is nothing in life that is worth it. Besides, no one can escape from where I come from and where I go. It’s just me who makes the decision for myself.
By 陆亚乾3 years ago in Fiction
It Takes Two. Content Warning.
“Lucas…I beg you…shut your mouth for once.” The dwarf had replied in a coarse, hungover voice to a rude comment that Lucas had made to him.
By Kadence3 years ago in Fiction
Demon Shadow (Akuma no Kage)
If you're enjoying the series, please like, share and subscribe. Chapter 6- Solace for the Weak Gray Fox looked on, doing his best to hide his concern. Sachi hid behind him, peaking her head around him to see. The pressure he sensed from Devin felt strange to him. He couldn’t explain why if he tried. What he could tell was that whoever she was, she was certainly powerful.
By Corey Person3 years ago in Fiction
The Hidden Library
In the heart of a quiet, unassuming town, there exists a hidden gem that stirs emotions and sparks the imagination of those fortunate enough to stumble upon it. The Hidden Library, as it is affectionately known, is not a place of mere books and manuscripts, but a sanctuary for the soul, a repository of emotions waiting to be discovered.
By chijioke Princewill3 years ago in Fiction
Gabriela Cavallin Ties That Bind. Content Warning.
Rain tapped gently against the windows of the small, cozy house where the Garcia family had gathered for their annual reunion. Inside, the scent of home-cooked food mingled with the warmth of shared laughter, creating a haven of love and nostalgia.
By Michael3 years ago in Fiction
The curse of the Raven's Hollow
A haunting mystery that would long haunt its citizens played out in the little, isolated community of Raven's Hollow, located right in the middle of a dark, foreboding forest. An ancient curse that required a blood sacrifice every ten years had bonded the community for generations. The residents of the town had kept this sinister information a secret in an effort to protect their kids from the terrible fate that awaited them.
By Mahak3 years ago in Fiction
An eye for an eye, a finger for a finger. Content Warning.
It always starts with a brilliant flash of light. The room is filled with orbs of pure light orbiting around her, like dandelions caught in a tornado, And in the center of it all is a little girl, with the eyes of a storm. The look of pure bliss on her face outshines it all. But only for a moment. Just as soon as the orbs fade, The smell of blood seeps in. pieces of debris shot thou the door, taking bits of the wood and pinning it to the wall. But the door is not the only thing it took that night, nor will it be the last
By Zen k3 years ago in Fiction