Love
Eternal Tigress
The river ran backwards on the day the Queen vanished. Everything around and in the river stood still. A hand placed in the water was the only indication of the odd occurrence within the river flow. The boats were immovable as they remained docked and could not be chartered. The river wouldn't allow the boats to move. Although, the movement of the river itself brought more confusion to the people. The odd behavior of the river led to the pondering questions of all. What curse has fallen upon Novaland? What would the young Queen do to save them?
By First name Andie2 years ago in Fiction
I'm the prize . AI-Generated.
Iena had always been confident, bordering on assertive. She knew her worth and wasn't afraid to show it. But when it came to relationships, she had a peculiar mindset - she believed she was the prize. It started with her high school sweetheart, Alex. He was charming, popular, and had a crush on her since freshman year. Lena was flattered, and as they started dating, she felt like the ultimate catch. Alex would often tell her how lucky he was to have her, and she lapped up the attention. As the relationship progressed, Lena began to unconsciously dictate the terms. She'd make demands, expecting Alex to comply, and when he didn't, she'd sulk. Alex, eager to please, would apologize and try to make it up to her. Lena saw this as proof that she was the prize. In college, Lena dated Ryan, a handsome and ambitious business major. He was smitten, and Lena reveled in the attention. She'd casually mention her expectations - expensive dinners, weekend getaways, and thoughtful gifts - and Ryan would deliver. When he couldn't, Lena would pout, making Ryan feel guilty for not meeting her standards. This pattern continued with each subsequent relationship. Lena's partners would try to impress her, shower her with affection, and cater to her whims. She'd criticize, correct, and control, convinced that she was the prize they were lucky to have. Then, she met Ethan. Ethan was different. He was kind, genuine, and confident in his own right. They met at a book club, bonding over their shared love of literature. Lena was drawn to his calm, introspective nature, but she still assumed the prize mentality. At first, Ethan indulged her. He'd surprise her with flowers, listen attentively to her rants, and make sacrifices to make her happy. But as the relationship deepened, Ethan began to subtly push back. He'd question Lena's demands, gently suggesting alternatives, and encouraging her to see things from his perspective. Lena was taken aback. No one had ever challenged her like this before. She felt her prize status slipping away. One evening, as they strolled through the park, Ethan shared his concerns. "Lena, I love you, but sometimes I feel like I'm walking on eggshells around you. You get upset when I don't meet your expectations, but I'm trying my best. Can't we find a balance?" Lena bristled. "What do you mean? I'm just trying to keep things interesting." Ethan's expression was soft but firm. "I understand that, but sometimes it feels like you're testing me, seeing how far I'll go to keep you happy. That's not a healthy dynamic, Lena. We're partners, not prize and winner." Lena's defenses rose. "You just don't understand. I'm worth it. I deserve to be treated like the best." Ethan looked at her with compassion. "You are worth it, Lena. But so am I. We're equal partners in this relationship. Can't we focus on building each other up, rather than constantly trying to prove ourselves?" Lena's prize mentality was shaken. No one had ever questioned her like this before. She realized that Ethan wasn't trying to diminish her worth; he was trying to elevate their relationship. For the first time, Lena saw herself through Ethan's eyes. She saw the unfair expectations, the constant demands, and the subtle manipulation. She saw that being the prize wasn't about being loved; it was about control. Lena took a deep breath and let go of her prize mentality. She began to listen more, compromise, and appreciate Ethan's efforts. Their relationship transformed, becoming a beautiful balance of give-and-take. As they sat on the couch, holding hands, Lena smiled. "Thank you, Ethan. You've shown me that being loved isn't about being the prize; it's about being equal." Ethan's eyes sparkled. "I love you, Lena. Not because you're a prize, but because you're an incredible person, worthy of love and respect." Lena's heart swelled. For the first time, she felt truly seen, truly loved - not as a prize, but as a partner.....
By Medad harry2 years ago in Fiction
Changes Taking Place
I waited with Mario and Anya in the car while Fig checked on Georgio who was still recovering in his hospital room. It was a quick visit, just so Fig could let Uncle Georgio know that she loved him and wasn't going to abandon him during this tough time. Though she was afraid, she knew that she'd rather sign up as his caretaker then have to think about what his life might be like at a nursing home. He still couldn't speak well enough for a conversation about how to repair the house, so she didn't bring it up yet.
By Shanon Angermeyer Norman2 years ago in Fiction
To Honour The Spiral Goddess
Introduction Angie Livingstone is an amazing artist and has provided me with inspiration for many of my stories. To be honest, I look at her work, and think this could keep me going for six months, and she still keeps producing amazing artwork, which you can get from her Etsy store.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Fiction
The Witch's Apprentice and the Princess
The river ran backwards on the day the Queen vanished. The crops withered and the sun disappeared from the sky. When I was a child, a woman came up to me and told me this day would come. I truly wished that it was just the ramblings of an old hag. But standing here seeing it all happen just as she said, I hate that she was right.
By Kelly Topolski2 years ago in Fiction
Starlight Over Cedar Creek
There was a place in the world that few knew, where the land seemed to breathe in time with the seasons and the sky held a thousand stars even on the darkest nights. It was a place called Cedar Creek, a quiet town tucked away in the woods, where the air was always fragrant with pine and the creek itself whispered secrets to those willing to listen.
By Sazia Afreen Sumi2 years ago in Fiction
The patchwork quilt. Top Story - November 2024.
Nestled in a grove of stately oaks, a small, welcoming cabin stood like a peaceful refuge against the crisp autumn air. The earthy brown walls of the wooden hut glowed softly in the golden light of the setting sun.
By Laura.the.writer2 years ago in Fiction
The Stress of Surviving
Fig and her two children stayed at my place for a few nights after Uncle Georgio was taken to the hospital. It was cramped and crowded, but we made it work while she figured out what to do next. Uncle Georgio awoke from his comotosed state after a day in the hospital, so by the time Fig found out where he was and went to see him, he was conscious. He had taken too many sleeping pills with alcohol and it had knocked him out in a severe way. When Fig was visiting him at his hospital room, he wasn't speaking very well. His words were slurring and stuttering making it difficult to understand him. He had written a note to Fig, even though his handwriting wasn't much better, explaining that he was not going to go to Virginia, and that he had decided to give her the house to raise the kids in. Fig was a mixture of relieved and overwhelmed at the same time. Happy that she didn't have to move, yet uncertain of how to deal with a damaged house and an unwell Uncle.
By Shanon Angermeyer Norman2 years ago in Fiction
Shattered Hearts
Teá Gardner had always known her feelings for Seto Kaiba were a long shot. He was cold, calculating, and often seemed too distant for anyone to reach. But there was something about him, a spark beneath that icy exterior, that drew her in. She couldn’t shake the hope that maybe, just maybe, there was more to him than he let on.
By The Kind Quill2 years ago in Fiction
The Dragon's Blade. Content Warning.
The auction house buzzed with excitement as people filled the grandstands. Dragons of every size, color, and temperament were displayed in metal cages, their once-majestic forms reduced to commodities for the wealthy and powerful. Xander stood among the crowd, feeling the weight of expectation that came with his family name—Marrowfield, known for breeding and selling some of the finest dragons in the kingdom. But today wasn’t just any auction. Today, he was getting his first dragon. And not just any dragon.
By Digi Dragon 05 (Or Digi or Revely)2 years ago in Fiction
