Fantasy

The Red Cape
“Hello.” The girl was smiling brightly at the wolf, as if instead of a deadly predator, she was speaking to a friendly bunny rabbit. He looked around himself for a moment, confused.
By Maddy Haywood3 years ago in Fiction
Cinderella: The Midnight Heist
Once upon a time, in a kingdom burdened by strict laws and rigid class distinctions, lived a young woman named Ella. Commonly known as Cinderella, she was made to serve her wicked stepmother and stepsisters day in and day out.
By Stevie Johnson3 years ago in Fiction
Eyes of Asmodeus
Chapter 1: Forbidden Knowledge In a realm far from the naked eye, where reality and illusion intertwined. In this realm there existed a hidden dimension known as the Nether Gaze. Legends spoke of forbidden knowledge, a way to see through the eyes of Asmodeus. A powerful deity with a demonic presence. Knowledge forgotten by time, shrouded in mystery and darkness.
By Daniel Hedegod3 years ago in Fiction
Secrets in the Sleeping
Her foot caught on a branch, and her body flew unforgivingly into the rocky ground. Despite the crash landing, Rose felt a laugh bubbling to the surface. Liam, breathing heavily from chasing her, attempted to ask Rose if she was okay, but the laughter burst forth. Rose, once again, had caused laughter to erupt from her clumsiness. Despite being a princess, her human qualities still shone bright. Liam, a prince himself, liked that about her.
By Josie Brown3 years ago in Fiction
The Enclave of Echoes: Legacy of the Edelton Manor
Edelton Manor, with its sprawling grounds and countless rooms, was a testament to both time and opulence. However, amidst its vast corridors and lavish chambers, there existed one room that defied knowledge and time. This room, hidden behind the intricate weavings of an old tapestry, was referred to in hushed tones as the "Echo Chamber."
By mery ben3 years ago in Fiction
Seraphina: The Timeless Guardian of Farrow Lane
Seraphina: The Timeless Guardian of Farrow Lane Nestled among the rolling hills, Farrow Lane was a place seemingly untouched by time. Each house, with its rose-covered walls and ivy-clad chimneys, whispered tales from eras gone by. Yet, amidst the lore and nostalgia, one legend stood out: the tale of a mysterious cat named Seraphina.
By mery ben3 years ago in Fiction
Bazyliszek - The King of snakes
In a small village behind the forests, and the home of the foxes, a small basilisk was sleeping peacefully, it's skin was still covered with a childlike scent, it reminded me of the sweetness of honey to the bees around it, in some parts of the epidermis, there were flowers and gardens growing, local bugs were coming with pleasure, finding solace in the beauty of the gardens and wonderful knowledge of his skin paradise. The scent of flowers combined with the honey note of his childlike envelope.
By Antea Lumina Kala Matylda 3 years ago in Fiction
Hansel and Gretel Reimagined
“I’m so tired and hungry…” Gretel whined to her older brother Hansel. “I know me too, but we will be ok,” the slightly older child tried reassuring her, but his voice betrayed a level of fear and hopeless.
By Austin Blessing-Nelson (Blessing)3 years ago in Fiction
Runemaster 1
"You have died." Aden stared in confusion at the glowing white text that appeared before him. He tried to reach out a hand to touch it, but he discovered that he didn’t have any hands, likely incidental to the whole “dead” thing. Huh. Oh well. He shrugged—or rather, he would have, with even a single shoulder to shrug—and proceeded to examine his surroundings.
By Mark Stone3 years ago in Fiction
Rawhead and Bloody Bones
Once, long ago, in the wilds of Mississippi, lived an old conjure woman named Betty. Betty was a weird old woman with wild, woolly hair and a witchy, wicked wit, and she lived in a shack in the deep recesses of the woods, alone.
By Tom Baker3 years ago in Fiction
Broken Glass
“Where is the maiden whose foot fits this slipper?” “She doesn’t live here, My Lord. My girls have already tried the shoe, and unfortunately it fits neither.”
By Maddy Haywood3 years ago in Fiction
White, Snow White
Part I: History Lesson They say you can never go home again. To be honest, I never really wanted to. When I was seven years old, my stepmother hired someone to take me out into the woods and murder me and then take my heart back to her so that she could eat it. I know, right?
By Adam Diehl3 years ago in Fiction