Love

Echoes of Destiny
Two souls intertwine in a dance of destiny, their love echoing through the ages like a timeless melody.** The bustling city of Evermore where two souls interwove in a dance of fate. Luna, a vibrant artist with a heart as colorful as her paintings, crossed paths with Orion, a brooding musician with melodies that echoed the depths of his soul.
By Christopher Ezeh3 years ago in Fiction
The Adventures of Olli
Once upon a time, a child loved me. My child’s mom always started her stories with those first four words, and I would listen and hang on every word. I learned the beauty of words that way, as mom told her stories and my child babbled back to her in answer. My child usually fell asleep, dreaming deep, by page ten, yet mom would continue reading until the end. Perhaps she knew I was listening, tucked against my child’s chest, feeling her heartbeat against me. I would listen raptly and watch the way mom’s lips formed each word. Until she would say those dreaded final words and it was lights out until morning.
By Mary K Brackett3 years ago in Fiction
The Unbreakable Bond: A Tale of True
Love has been the driving behind countless stories, movies, and songs throughout time. It is an emotion that transcends boundaries and unites people in a way that nothing else can. Today, let me take you on a journey to uncover the enchanting love story of two individuals who defied all odds and found their happily ever after.
By ARUN KUMAR3 years ago in Fiction
The Lost Journal. Top Story - February 2024. Content Warning.
There I was, sitting around. I’d be smiling if I had a face. I was sitting on a shelf in the corner of a dimly lit room. I was friends with the other forgotten and dusty items here.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
Her
It's just as well that I'm now dead inside. I just wish things had been different. You see, from the time I moved into Aidan's home last April, I fell for him. He freed me from my boxy white package, and I gazed upon him for the first time. He took me in his soft, peach hands, sat me next to his keyboard, and began to type. After a few minutes, I chirped loudly.
By Jaye Pool3 years ago in Fiction
The Canvas of Self-Discovery
Emma stood in front of the mirror, her eyebrows furrowed in frustration as she scrutinized her reflection. The pressure to meet society's beauty standards weighed heavily on her, manifested in the countless makeup tutorials she watched and the cosmetic enhancements she felt compelled to undergo.
By Christopher Ezeh3 years ago in Fiction
Stephan: The Last of the Voltarians
February 7, 2144 Lieutenant Anthony Cheng and his squad finally broke into the last chamber of the Voltarian base nestled at the foot of the Whitmore Mountains.
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Fiction
TITLE: SHOULD FACE IT, JENNIFER
TITLE: SHOULD FACE IT, JENNIFER LOPEZ IS DEPENDENT ON ADORATION IN LEGENDARY 'THIS IS ME… PRESENTLY: A ROMANTIC TALE IN THE GREAT EMBROIDERED ARTWORK OF HUMAN EXPERIENCE, LOVE REMAINS AS THE STRONGEST POWER, EQUIPPED FOR CHANGING LIVES QUICKLY. WHAT'S MORE, INSIDE THE MAZE OF ROMANTIC TALES THAT DECORATE THE CHRONICLES OF HISTORY, FEW CAN MATCH THE AWE-INSPIRING ADVENTURE OF JENNIFER LOPEZ, WHOSE EXCURSION THROUGH ADORATION'S TURBULENT TERRITORY IS HOWEVER ENTHRALLING AS IT SEEMS TO BE MOVING.
By Arfa Qureshi3 years ago in Fiction
Always Missing Him. Top Story - February 2024.
Darkness. That’s what I had been submerged in for so long. Dark and empty were my new feelings. My new surroundings. My new existence.
By Blue Dymond3 years ago in Fiction
After You
I’m in a box. Nothing fancy I guess, just a brown cardboard box. She’s hid me though. Under a tree. It isn’t just any tree that she wouldn’t be able to recognize and confuse it for another tree. No, this is the tree at the park next to the lamp post. The lamp post that lit the seat where they sat that night. The night where I fell in love with him. The night where they had their first kiss. That tree. I remember so much from that night. The tree and light from the lamp post played together to create irregular shadows on his face, but absent from any shadows were his lips, highlighting the path to seal my love. I felt so different then to how I feel now, I was falling in love with the man who I thought would be the one. I felt love, you know, that swollen but fluttery ache of love. There is a lot to remember from that beautiful night. But that is where she put the box. Dug a hole and placed it under that tree.
By Katheleen3 years ago in Fiction
If Only
She was on her knees. If only it was so simple she could just get up, if only they weren't all dead. She watched the breath escape from her mouth in a small cloud, attempting to let the cold into her bones one more time. She tried, she knows she tried. They fought hard and really that's all that mattered now, it was over.
By Haven Korte3 years ago in Fiction
The Last New Day With Her. Top Story - February 2024.
A warm, yellow light began to peek under the bottom of the fridge — the start of a new day. Right on cue, a shadow fell across the strip of light. A black nose immediately stuck itself in the gap between the fridge door and the floor, the white, furry mustache below the twitching nose visible in the slowly disappearing darkness.
By Muchtar Suryawan3 years ago in Fiction