Mystery

The Bag - The Skewered Apple
This links to these previous stories: The Bag The Bag - Jason's Dilemma The Bag - The Girl The Bag - Jason and the girl
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
dark love on the bridge
The Blackwater Bridge wasn't exactly a place known for romance. Sure, it had a certain brooding charm, all rusted metal and looming over the inky river, but most folks crossed it with a quickened pace and a silent prayer they wouldn't get mugged. Not me, though. I came for Ezra.
By aly rahman2 years ago in Fiction
The Sorcerer's Triumph
Once upon a time, in the mystical land of Eldoria, there existed a powerful sorcerer named Alaric. Alaric was renowned throughout the kingdom for his mastery of arcane magic and his benevolent nature. He used his powers to protect the people of Eldoria from dark forces that threatened their safety. One fateful day, a messenger arrived at Alaric's tower bearing troubling news. The kingdom was under attack by a horde of monstrous creatures led by an evil sorcerer known as Malakar. The people were desperate for Alaric's help, as they knew only he had the strength to defeat Malakar and his minions. Without hesitation, Alaric set out to confront Malakar and save the kingdom. Along the way, he encountered many challenges, from treacherous mountain passes to enchanted forests teeming with magical creatures. But Alaric pressed on, fueled by his determination to protect the innocent. Finally, after days of relentless travel, Alaric reached the outskirts of Malakar's fortress. The air crackled with dark energy, and Alaric could sense the presence of evil lurking within. With a deep breath, he summoned all of his courage and entered the fortress. Inside, he found himself face to face with Malakar, a sinister figure wreathed in shadows. Malakar sneered at Alaric, mocking his attempts to stop him. But Alaric remained undeterred, drawing upon the power of the elements to engage Malakar in a fierce magical duel. The battle raged on for hours, each sorcerer unleashing spells of devastating power. But in the end, it was Alaric who emerged victorious, his strength of will overcoming Malakar's dark magic. With a final incantation, Alaric banished Malakar from Eldoria forever, ensuring the kingdom's safety once more. As the people of Eldoria rejoiced, they hailed Alaric as their hero, grateful for his bravery and selflessness. And though he was weary from his ordeal, Alaric knew that his work was far from over. For wherever there were threats to the innocent, he would be there to stand against them, a guardian of light in a world of darkness. And so, with his head held high and his heart full of determination, Alaric returned to his tower, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead. For in the magical land of Eldoria, heroes were born not from strength alone, but from the courage to stand up for what is right, no matter the cost.
By Sudarsan2 years ago in Fiction
Love-A Journey Through the Human Heart
Love is a powerful and universal emotion that binds people together. It manifests in various forms, each encompassing unique aspects of human connection and emotional fulfillment. This article delves into the complexities of love, its significance in our lives, and how it shapes our experiences.
By Joy2 years ago in Fiction
Lonely Point
"And so, this is where you will be required to stay until you are relieved by your successor in a year's time. It is a year you have signed up for, is it not?"
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
Motel Blackouts
I know she can taste the liquor on my tongue, but it doesn't stop her from pulling me by the arm into her motel room. She's laughing as she throws me forward and shuts the door behind her, a giggle. For a minute everything feels cute and endearing, but then I realize the entire room is blacked out. I can't see her at all, and the anxiety starts to roll in.
By Belle2 years ago in Fiction
The Song of a Dying Star
Alexa wasn't built for heroism. With her perpetually oil-streaked overalls and a mop of unruly brown hair that defied all attempts at taming, she was more comfortable tinkering with salvaged tech in her garage workshop than navigating the social minefields of high school. Yet, here she was, hurtling towards the heart of the unknown, cocooned within the cramped confines of a repurposed escape pod.
By ANNA CORAL2 years ago in Fiction
The Bag - Jason and the girl. Content Warning.
This is a follow-on from The Bag, The Bag - Jason's Dilemma, and The Bag - The Girl. You may want to read those in order to have context for this.
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
SHADOWS OF THE FORGOTTEN
Chapter 5: The Unveiling Sarah's heart pounded in her chest as she ventured deeper into the bowels of Blackthorn Manor, her footsteps echoing through the empty corridors. The events of the past few hours had left her shaken, but her determination to uncover the truth remained steadfast.
By SMGTrung2 years ago in Fiction
love my mystery queen
There’s something about rainy days that makes the world seem a little more magical, a little more mysterious. I was sitting in my favorite coffee shop, staring out the window at the raindrops racing each other down the glass, when she walked in. I didn't notice her at first, not until she ordered a cappuccino with a dash of cinnamon—my favorite. That’s when I looked up and saw her.
By Jon_ channel2 years ago in Fiction
Starlight Manor
Once Mayuri departs from the guest room and Lise enters, Alois all but disappears out of her sight. His only words to Lise before he goes, before she can ask him any of the thousands of questions bouncing around in her jumbled brain, are to stay put and not follow him. A command—as always.
By angela hepworth2 years ago in Fiction
Paul Stewart: The Kingmaker of Vocal
Heavy the crown that wears the man. Weighty the responsibility that said man wields. Said man being me. There is nothing throwaway or even remotely slight and insignificant about what I do. A well-timed comment and a like from me can lead you onto great and wonderful things around these parts. Eclipsing my own success entirely. Just one first place and a plethora of Top Stories are all I have to my name. While those I paved the way for and who I helped encourage and inspire, have overshadowed me.
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Fiction