Love

The Chronicles of Maua
In the land of Maua, a realm where magic flowed like rivers and ancient legends danced in the wind, a timeless battle between good and evil had etched its mark upon the tapestry of history. At the heart of this struggle lay the legendary Crystal of Mwanga, a repository of unimaginable power that held the potential to sway the balance in favor of either side.
By The POTUSFanClub3 years ago in Fiction
Love in a Foreign Land
Two strangers were attracted into a love tale that went beyond limits and crossed the divide between their disparate worlds in the center of a busy city, where the sights, sounds, and smells of a lively street market filled the air.
By Tinyiko Shitlhangu3 years ago in Fiction
Love Beyond the Stars
Lira gazed out of the observation deck, her gaze riveted on the nebulae whirling and dancing in space's cosmic ballet. She was an experienced astrobiologist from the highly developed planet Veridia, and she had always been fascinated by the secrets of the cosmos. The mission she was on was no different.
By Tinyiko Shitlhangu3 years ago in Fiction
Soothiom
Breathe…..1,2,3 Exhale…..4,5,6 And Again, in…and now out. Letting go of every single thing in your mind. Release your jaw, and breathe. Let the tension fall away like the leaves in a gentle breeze.
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Fiction
Erattor
He knew how spin a tale, to create the finest stories. Or rather, he knew how to breathe life into the old ones, creating the most unsurpassable adventures ever told.
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Fiction
A Romantic Sketch in the Center of Gauteng
Within the bustling city of Gauteng, where dreams are chased and interests ignited, there was a coffee shop settled on a calm road corner. The smell of naturally ground coffee beans and the delicate songs of jazz music filled the room, creating a vibe that allured the weary souls looking for comfort within the warmth of a comforting container of coffee. It was in this interesting sanctuary that the ways of two outsiders, Betty and John, converged one stormy evening.
By Eva Itumeleng Malinga3 years ago in Fiction
Romantic Music Playlists.
Get ready for an unforgettable journey of love and romance with the perfect soundtrack for every occasion! Infuse your moments together with an extra layer of emotion and connection by creating a well-curated romantic music playlist.
By Sandra Austin 3 years ago in Fiction
Anxcitous
The alarm clock rings again, the third time I hit snooze I realize my moments passed, and I've got no time to lose The anxious, excited bubbles, start to rise like air balloons
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Fiction
2 Elements of Love
I wish I may- I wish I might Be Granted a wish That will change my life🌬️✨ Princess 👑 Sharavia stood back as the Magical ✨ 🔮 Orb began to glow Brightly, and suddenly Lavender shaded smoke filled her room instantly…
By HandsomelouiiThePoet (Lonzo ward)3 years ago in Fiction
Blue Pollen
The heavy rain pouring from the darkened Heavens was louder than the thunder. The mild fog and the intensity of the rain were more blinding than the purple flashes of lightning– unless the bolts were in front of the cabin. I tapped on the windowsill, trying to match the sound of the rain. Even if trees surrounded us, the rain seemed to never stop despite the rainy weather going away. There were trees in my backyard, but not dense enough to be a forest. Sophia and I would go back there to eat the sandwiches we made before going there. After it rained hours ago, puddles collected upon the leaves would drop onto us. We called it the secondary shower. However, the cabin we were staying in was different. If the lightning struck the cabin, it might be set on fire because it was made by the world around it. Lightning can explode trees, but one spark can make a house go on fire. The woods were circling us into our personal heaven. A large pond took up half of our front yard, and the rocky dirt path was the only exit.
By Ace Melee3 years ago in Fiction
A Tracemarked Existence
Each family is its own brand. Built on morals - just try to make as many people smile as you can - and philosophies - there are two types of people in this world, Smiler. Followers and leaders - and values - 3, 2, 1, love you, bye, love you. When parents come together, CEO’s of their own empire, their stamp on the world is not a product, but a person. In ink and blood, in anguish and ambition, their child is trademarked by their genetics, their upbringing an 18 year long marketing campaign. And they cost as much, too.
By em3 years ago in Fiction
Ella Mae is Dead
(This story was originally published in Medium.) I didn’t expect it would end like this — thought Ella Mae as she looked down at her body.
By Emmaline Swallow3 years ago in Fiction