Love

Deadlist Exam
Hi, sarah here. Today, I'm going to tell you a story of a terrifying exam. The Earth has grown overpopulated in the year 2039.The extinction of the human race is imminent.According to the United Nations, every country must annually reduce its population by 5%.The United States follows their directives and puts into effect a law known as "The Thinning."
By sarah Smith3 years ago in Fiction
I LOVE HIM BUT
The gentle hum of the city outside was no match for the storm brewing inside Emily's heart. She sat by the window, staring at the raindrops sliding down the glass as if each one carried a piece of her conflicted emotions. The phrase "I love him but" echoed in her mind, a constant reminder of the complexity of her feelings.
By Ugochukwu Omelazu3 years ago in Fiction
I SAW HER FIRST
In the bustling corridors of Crestwood High School, a tale of friendship, rivalry, and unexpected twists began to unfold. Two best friends, Alex and Ryan, were known throughout the school for their unbreakable bond. Little did they know that their connection would be tested in ways they could never have imagined.
By Destiny David3 years ago in Fiction
love
A Tale of Hearts Entwined In a quaint village nestled between rolling hills and shimmering lakes, lived a young woman named Elara. She was known for her radiant smile and gentle spirit, traits that had earned her the endearing nickname "Sunbeam" from the villagers. Elara's heart was as open as the endless sky above, and her story is one that reminds us of the timeless power of love.
By Adegbola Aro-Adeyemo3 years ago in Fiction
CHORDS OF RESILIENCE
In the heart of the bustling city, where the rhythm of life pulsed through the streets, lived a love story that intertwined two souls through the enchanting melodies of music. Olivia, a talented violinist with a passion for classical compositions, and Ethan, a charismatic guitarist with a penchant for soulful ballads, were brought together by destiny's harmonious design. Their paths first crossed one balmy summer evening at a quaint café tucked away in a cobblestone alley. The café, a haven for artists and dreamers, hosted weekly open mic nights that drew crowds eager to share their artistry. Olivia sat near the window, her fingers gently caressing the strings of her violin as she played a hauntingly beautiful tune, filling the café with an ethereal atmosphere. The patrons hushed, captivated by the emotions her music evoked. Ethan, a curly-haired troubadour with eyes that held a world of stories, stood at the café entrance, his guitar slung over his shoulder. Drawn by Olivia's haunting melody, he entered and found himself spellbound by her performance. As the last note hung in the air, their eyes met across the room, and a shared connection sparked between them. After her performance, Olivia found herself approached by Ethan, who praised her talent and the depth of her music. Their conversation flowed effortlessly, like the harmonies of a perfectly composed duet. Ethan's warmth and charm were a counterpoint to Olivia's quiet grace, and their shared passion for music became the foundation of their bond. They began to spend more time together, sharing stories of their musical journeys and experimenting with collaborative compositions. Olivia's classical elegance blended seamlessly with Ethan's soulful melodies, creating a musical fusion that felt like an echo of their intertwined souls. As the days turned into nights and the seasons changed, their relationship deepened, mirroring the crescendos and diminuendos of a heartfelt symphony. They performed together at the café, their music painting pictures of love, longing, and shared dreams. Their performances became a sanctuary for those seeking solace in the harmonious embrace of their art. However, no love story is without its challenges. Olivia's dedication to her classical roots sometimes clashed with Ethan's desire to explore new genres and push musical boundaries. They found themselves at a crossroads, unsure if their differing musical visions could harmonize in the long run. One evening, under the city's starlit sky, Olivia and Ethan found themselves perched on a rooftop, their instruments resting beside them. A gentle breeze carried the scent of jasmine, and the distant sounds of the city provided an ambient backdrop. With honesty and vulnerability, they shared their fears and aspirations, their voices mingling with the night air. In that moment of profound connection, they realized that their love and music were intertwined in ways they had never imagined. Just as their individual melodies blended to create something uniquely beautiful, their differences could enrich their relationship, adding depth and color to their shared journey. Embracing the realization, they decided to blend their musical styles in a way that celebrated both tradition and innovation. Their compositions began to reflect their unity, each piece telling a story of their love's evolution. As they shared their new creations with the world, their audiences were captivated by the seamless fusion of their distinct voices. Their love continued to flourish, nurtured by the harmonies they crafted together. They played at grand concert halls and intimate cafes, leaving audiences awestruck by the magic they conjured through their music. And as their melodies filled the air, Olivia and Ethan found that their love, like a timeless melody, transcended boundaries and resonated with the hearts of all who listened. In the end, their story became a testament to the power of love and music, proving that when two souls come together, even the most intricate harmonies can be created. Olivia and Ethan's love story was a symphony of emotions, a masterpiece of passion, and a reminder that in the tapestry of life, the threads of love and music are forever intertwined.
By Gladys Tawiah 3 years ago in Fiction
Disease Called Human
In the realm of Elysium, where elves danced beneath moonlit canopies and dwarves carved intricate wonders from the heart of mountains, a foreboding darkness began to cast its shadow. A sinister disease, known only as the "Curse of Humanity," swept through the land like a relentless tempest. It spared no one, not even the immortal and ethereal creatures that called Elysium home.
By Mr. Yusman3 years ago in Fiction
Whispers of the Deep: A Lesbian Retelling of "The Little Mermaid"
In a realm beneath the waves, where coral castles gleamed and iridescent fish danced, lived a mermaid named Marina. Unlike her sisters, who reveled in the beauty of the sea, Marina's heart was drawn to the human world above. The stories she had heard about humans and their emotions ignited a longing within her that she couldn't ignore. She swore an oath to see the human land.
By Eva A. Schellinger3 years ago in Fiction
Splattered Hearts Part 1. Content Warning.
All I wanted to see is Edward just one last time, one last time. How could he leave me? That pain never left me, for month the pain become so unbearable could I have dreamt all of this all of this pain. I will never see him, Alice, or anyone that I ever carried about again.
By Emily Radford(Rising Phoenix)3 years ago in Fiction
Meeting the Woman Who Would Have Been Your Wife
She's sitting in the hotel lobby, waiting. If he doesn't show up, it wouldn't be the first time - it's been five years since they've seen each other, one since they've spoken last. Every interaction before this has been built on a foundation of her waiting up and him backing out. Hell hath no wrath, or so the saying goes.
By M.B. Arthur3 years ago in Fiction
Tales of the Goddess
"And what is your opinion, Goddess?" Baj immediately regretted those words coming out of his mouth for he knew the answer he would get even before it escaped the rouge red, pouty lips of the Goddess. It was one of her favorite pith philosophical observations on the nature of Gods and mortals, and no matter how often she said it (a lot) it also pleased her to no end and irked the ever living shit out of Baj. This is no doubt one of the reasons she took so much delight in saying it. "Gods and Goddesses do not have opinions mortal, for once we say something it is a fact." Baj groaned out loud and snorted drawing a look from the Goddess that could freeze the ocean and a sharp snap of pain across his mind as she punished him with a mental slap. It stung, much worse than an actual whip, which is what it was meant to emulate. This was how the Goddess maintained control of her servants. Of course, that same whip could be used to deliver great pleasure as well, great pleasure. As to what either did for the Goddess Baj could not say, but in this instance at least the ability to punish must have brought her some satisfaction for she smiled and laughed wickedly as he winced in pain, dropping to one knee from the force of it. "Do not forget your place mortal. Do not mock your Goddess. Ever." He glared up at her from his one knee and replied quietly "Of course Goddess, Please forgive me my insolence. Sometimes I forget just how holy and exalted you actually are." The Goddess smiled, pleased at his words of contrition even though they were said without a shred of earnesty. Even after untold milennia of living among mortals she still struggled mightily to grasp the concepts of sarcasm and irony. This fact gave Baj much pleasure and he constantly mocked the Goddess in ways she thought of as genuine admiration and praise. It was one of the very few ways he had of fighting back against the barrage of minor humilations she threw in his direction.
By Everyday Junglist3 years ago in Fiction
Lady in red
She was always calm but never at night, where the demons would find her fears and engage in her fight or flight. So she would dance away the pain during the day on her porch. The rotted wood would support her fetish for dancing as she heard the music in her head. The soft notes would change and speed up, as her caramel skin touched the damaged and haggard wood.
By Ebony Goins3 years ago in Fiction
Threads of Destiny
In the charming town of Willowbrook, nestled between rolling hills and lush greenery, a love story began to unfurl. It all started one fateful summer when a vivacious young woman named Stella moved to the town. With her vibrant spirit and captivating smile, she quickly caught the attention of everyone around her.
By peter potter3 years ago in Fiction