Series
Always
Part 1 - Who Is He? Carlene Haiden is the only sister of Matthias Ryker, and she has secretly held feelings for Alaric Cort, her brother’s best friend. Alaric used to visit their home often during school years, but one day, he vanished without a trace—right after Carlene confessed her love through a letter.
By HazelnutLatteaabout a year ago in Fiction
The One Who Lived
“You should have told me!” Ryan was visibly flustered and rightfully so. Anyone would feel this way if they discovered that the being they accidentally impaled was the mother of their newfound enemy. THERna was nothing to mess with. She was just as deadly as Anges or worse in many ways. Hearing her name alone drove chills into unfortunate souls because it was screamed and not plainly spoken.
By Crystal Nealabout a year ago in Fiction
The Little Cabin/house
The person came out of the little cabin with the book in hand. Went over to the big rocks, and looked really closely at them. Noticed that indeed they were tombstones. Looked at the book and at the stones, and the names in the book matched the ones on these stones. Rest easy.
By Mark Grahamabout a year ago in Fiction
Unravelling to Find Me
Chapter 1 It was nice--at the very least, better than home, although that's not very high praise considering that everything is better than home. From the outside, it looked like something out of a fairytale--a little cottage Snow White might live in. It felt like a place where you could breathe, where living wouldn't be restricted, where creativity would be encouraged, and where life would be worth living.
By AdharaWritesabout a year ago in Fiction
Love in Parentheses
It didn’t begin with fireworks or declarations. It started in parentheses—soft, subtle, quiet. You sat across from me in meetings, your words sharp, your tone direct. I admired you from a distance, tucked my feelings away behind polite nods and shared glances. We were professionals. Colleagues. Nothing more, and yet, everything more. Our connection didn’t live in the sentences we spoke. It breathed in the pauses, the side comments, the parentheses we placed around things we were afraid to say.
By Said Nawababout a year ago in Fiction
Of Another Kind Altogether —PART 9 of 9 (CONCLUSION)
The next time Marilyn Mayer saw Missy was 68 years later, when the girl she knew at 18 was now 86. Marilyn, herself, was 90. They had each had long and complex lives, including five professions, three husbands, and four children between them. Strangely enough, it happened that both were sitting across from each other on a commuter train. It was late in the evening and they had the car to themselves.
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Fiction
"Ashes & Embers"
In the forgotten edges of the world, where the veil between realms grows thin and the stars hang like secrets, there stood a village bound by silence. Hollowmere, they called it. A place of still winds, old curses, and people who knew better than to stray into the woods after sunset.
By Huda Yusufabout a year ago in Fiction
