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The Samhain Chronicles: Ch. 19
Danny just sat there, gobsmacked, as he tried to process Mother Abigail's statement. "Th-The End of Days?" he squeaked, "What-... What d'ye mean by that?"
By Natalie Gray4 years ago in Fiction
Rain
Rachel’s POV It’s been five months since William and I have said I do, I walked into the kitchen my hand on my tiny swelling belly. William looked up at me from the table and gave me a smile before coming over to me, he put on hand on my belly and stared down at me. “How are we two this morning?” He asked, he asked this everyday since we found that I was with child. I returned his smile and went over to the table to sit down
By Lily Ann4 years ago in Fiction
Zhane & Vitani Part 2
Chapter 2 First Day Fever Today was August 25th, the first day of school, Zhane was waiting for Vitani to finish making breakfast.
By Kylecovey Smith4 years ago in Fiction
The Secrets of the Unweather 1
The day began badly and got worse. The two vagabonds who woke him before dawn were after his food and money. He had little of either and now he had none. It was careless to sleep in the woods but he’d been tired and the next village was several leagues away.
By Alex Markham4 years ago in Fiction
"Truth or Tattoos?"
“My name is Church,” said the little metal-man, as he clinked and clanked up the stairs. “My boss wants to have a few words with you, and possibly offer you a position on the team.”
By David White4 years ago in Fiction
So Close, And Witch Way To Go?
He stood behind the tree, glancing, waiting. Do they smell me? See me? He listened. The sound they made was odd, but somewhat familiar. It had been so long since his own whelps were this young. He peaked again from behind the tree and there they were, playing with some leaves, cooing. He looked a little more, a little less careful and he knew they spotted him, but they smiled, and not in a menacing way. He knew that they couldn't hurt him. He didn't want to hurt them. He was curious. How did this little human whelp end up all alone with no one around in the forest with them?
By Tinka Boudit She/Her4 years ago in Fiction
The Price of Survival
“This war is your fault,” he accused, much to Lentoria’s shock. “If you hadn’t mated outside your own species, and just accepted the proposal, none of this would have happened.”
By Lillianna Nightveil4 years ago in Fiction
Planet Tetro ~ Page 59
We both stared into the sky looking at the stars without talking for awhile . Kissing and cuddling under the half moonshine . I told her to look north . Our brightest and most popular star Fosavian was dominating the sky at this time . With the other stars looking like decorations in comparison . I started to talk to her . “ Legend has it that if you follow that star while on the sea . It will lead you to amazing treasure . The legend also goes that if you follow the star in space , that you’ll receive powers of unimaginable proportions .”
By Terrence4 years ago in Fiction
Circus: Hells Kitchen Chapter 4
The Sun and The Son A man woke up chained to a metal chair beaten and bloody. He groaned in pain as he looked around. He was under a beam of sunlight in a very spacious concrete room. He could vaguely make out a metal table that appeared to have something laying on it. He squinted to see that there was a much farther metal door with an antique vinyl player by it.
By Christopher Shavers4 years ago in Fiction
Riptide; Chapter 1
The wind whips by, tossing the strands of hair it catches into my face. If the storm hadn't broken our already weakened mast, we'd be making excellent time. I sigh, tapping my finger on the railing of the bow. The storm had proved to be our saving grace, even if it had nearly dragged us under in the process. Our main mast was gone, having taken out the foremast as it fell, and our sails were in tatters, but at least we had made it out, most likely unlike our pursuant.
By Katarzyna Crevan4 years ago in Fiction
A Curse to Break; Chapter 4
I take one last look at my reflection in the mirror, slowly turning my head to each side. I don't think I did too bad of a job. Hopefully, Mother would agree. She was likely still mad at me, and I didn't want to give her any more reason to be mad. She would likely think any slip-up was another attempt to get out of going to the ball. I knew better than to push my luck like that, but Mother wouldn't care.
By Katarzyna Crevan4 years ago in Fiction
Mindless; Chapter 11
I sit in a chair, my feet swinging over the tiled floor. I watch them, counting the seconds, breathing in and out in deep steady breaths, just like the Doctor told me.
By Katarzyna Crevan4 years ago in Fiction