Short Story
Puck's Pleasure Powder. Content Warning.
"Cast a spell and watch it work; Jason is no more a jerk." "That's not a spell. That's just a rhyme," Jess whispered as Anna cast some shapes under the canopy of the gnarled oak, making the candle flames flicker and bend with the draft from her movements. Jess was feeling a little jittery by the whole being-out-in-nature-at-night thing, having never done it before, not even a camp when she was a younger girl. Even though this was her idea, she was hoping that it would end soon and she could just go home. TV and a bath with bubbles - that's what she wanted right now. She was starting to regret ever suggesting this.
By Rachel Deeming3 years ago in Fiction
LUNA
In a secluded part of the mystical forest, where ancient trees whispered secrets to the wind, there lived a young silver wolf pup named Luna. Luna was unlike any other wolf in her pack. Her fur glistened like the palest silver under the moonlight, earning her the name that meant "moon" in the ancient language of the wolves. Her eyes shone like twin sapphires, harboring an unquenchable curiosity about the world beyond her pack.
By Haris Hadzic3 years ago in Fiction
That One
"Why that one?" asked the Memory Master looking up from the birdbath-like basin. William Gains noted his sexless nudity, a shining light of radiance like a burning star. This new form was pain free, weightless, and the shape ever changing according to his feelings. The clouds at his feet felt like freshly moved dirt; soft and fluffy. He could feel no heartbeat nor felt the need to take a single breath. He was given temporary access to all his mortal life's memories, an access which would soon become finite.
By Earl Carrière3 years ago in Fiction
The Power of Nature's Connection
In a quiet village nestled between rolling hills, a young Asian girl named Mei had always held a deep affection for the world of plants. Her connection with nature was profound, and her heart blossomed with each flower that graced her gaze. From the tender age of five, she had cultivated a garden of her own, lovingly tending to the soil and watching life sprout from the earth.
By StoryholicFinds3 years ago in Fiction
Whispers of Nature
In a quaint little town, nestled between rolling hills and surrounded by lush meadows, there lived a young girl named Lily. Lily had a companion, a Chihuahua with soft, white fur and adorable brown ears named Peanut. They were inseparable, sharing a bond that extended far beyond words.
By StoryholicFinds3 years ago in Fiction
Dreams Written in Ink
In a quiet corner of a bustling city, nestled among the chaotic streets and towering buildings, lived an 8-year-old Asian girl named Mei. Her tiny apartment was a world of wonder, a sanctuary where her imagination soared. With her father's old typewriter and a tattered notebook, she crafted stories that transported her to magical realms. Mei dreamed of becoming a writer one day, of penning tales that would captivate the hearts of readers all over the world.
By StoryholicFinds3 years ago in Fiction
A Journey of Meaning and Loveliness
In a bustling city where dreams and ambitions swirled like the ceaseless flow of people, lived a girl named Isabella. She was a young soul, lost in the labyrinth of expectations and routine. Her days were an unending stream of monotony, and her dreams, if they existed at all, lay dormant beneath the weight of her obligations.
By StoryholicFinds3 years ago in Fiction
