Series
Dating Deal-Breakers
As I sat across from him at the quaint little café, sipping my latte and gazing into his piercing blue eyes, I thought I had found the one. The way he smiled at me, the way he listened to me, the way he made me laugh – it all seemed so perfect. But little did I know, beneath the charming facade, lay a multitude of dating deal-breakers, waiting to shatter my heart into a million pieces.
By Alim Abdulsomad2 years ago in Fiction
238 A Day at Dr. Grimm's Office Part 2
CINDERELLA, ET AL. "You've no self-esteem, Cinderella," Dr. Grimm said as she reclined on the psychiatrist couch. "Well, for starters," she mumbled, "look what they named me. After they gave me the job of sweeping the chimney cinders. Cinderella!"
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
Siren. Content Warning.
A large boy pushed Simon down to the ground, his elbows struck the hard concrete of the school playground. He felt the sting of skin being torn immediately, but could do nothing but look up at the bully now standing over him laughing.
By Savannah K. Wilson2 years ago in Fiction
The Blood Alchemist; Chapter 10
The next day is rather uneventful. We keep to our quick pace, pausing this time for lunch. It's then that we decide we'll stop earlier than yesterday so we can hunt tonight. Tomorrow, we'll be too close to the city to risk splitting up.
By Katarzyna Crevan2 years ago in Fiction
Gilded Apples; Chapter 6
I'm not grounded, but I certainly can't go. I can't tell Nadia and Celine why I couldn't go though. I suppose I could lie and say I got grounded, but that would also require coming up with a reason why I was grounded. I end up going with the easiest lie I can think of: the dinner party. Nona was coming for the day and some guests would be coming early. Family obligations, blah, blah, blah.
By Katarzyna Crevan2 years ago in Fiction
Becoming Urania
The plan to destroy the tower was intricate and fraught with peril. Stacy Mendez - former right-hand to the man who wanted to be god- had to bypass layers of security and countermeasures. Every step she took was calculated, every move deliberate. Her heart raced as she planted explosives around the critical nodes of the tower’s infrastructure. She was acutely aware of the stakes—destroying the tower was not just about stopping Argo’s reign of control but also about restoring the freedom that had been so insidiously undermined.
By Karina Thyra2 years ago in Fiction
New City, New Friends, Same old Dante . Content Warning.
I woke up sitting in a chair with my arms tied behind me and two men hovering over me. One was skinny with a pointy face, small dark eyes and greasy black hair, immediately reminding me of a rat. Like yin to Rat-face’s yang, the other one was blonde with shoulder length hair that hung around his face perfectly framing his light blue eyes. He was just my type, tall with broad shoulders, muscular and almost pretty even with a ugly scar running down the side of his face. Different circumstances, I wouldn’t mind being tied up, probably would enjoy it.
By Alexis M. Collazo2 years ago in Fiction









