Short Story
ChronoSeekers III
As Alexia steps through the swirling vortex of time for the final chapter of the "ChronoSeekers" saga, the weight of the past, present, and future bears down on her. The fate of the ChronoGlyph, the destiny of time, and her very existence converge in an epic climax.
By Morsheda Akter3 years ago in Fiction
ChronoSeekers II
As Alexia hurtles through the corridors of time, she can't help but feel the palpable weight of history's distortions. The anomalies grow more frequent and chaotic, like ripples in a pond after a stone's impact. Iconic moments that once defined humanity's journey are now twisted, their significance warped into alternate realities.
By Morsheda Akter3 years ago in Fiction
ChronoSeekers
In a world where the distant past and the far future are just a step away, where history's secrets are mere whispers in the wind, there exists a secret organization known as the ChronoSeekers. Within their hidden chambers, they safeguard the delicate tapestry of time, ensuring that the threads of history remain unbroken and untangled. Their tools of the trade? Remarkable contraptions known as "ChronoSpheres."
By Morsheda Akter3 years ago in Fiction
Taylor's Melodic Journey
In the heart of the bustling city, amidst the sea of strangers, there was a young girl named Taylor who stood out like a ray of sunshine on the gloomiest day. She was a vision of vivacity, with her vibrant pink outfit and a guitar that matched the hue of her dreams. Taylor, just fourteen years old, had a voice that transcended her age, a voice that had the power to reach deep into the souls of those who heard her sing.
By StoryholicFinds3 years ago in Fiction
The Witches of Wall Street
By the moon's enchanting light and the stars that grace the night, we call upon our mystical powers to mend the market's wounded parts. Let equities rise with the next strike of the market’s opening bell and end this evil market decline!
By Anthony Chan3 years ago in Fiction
Lela: Black Beauty
A young black woman rocks in her chair as a stylist works on her hair. The light-mood conversations between them elicit giggles and laughter often. The stylist steps back once in a while to assess her work before resuming to fix whatever she noticed. The door opens and a man in a dapper suit walks in and grabbed her coffee cup
By Pore Camara3 years ago in Fiction
The Unbroken Connection
In a small, picturesque village nestled between rolling hills, there lived a tight-knit community where the word "we" held a special significance. The village was known as Harmony Hollow, a name that perfectly encapsulated the essence of its residents.
By Alpha the great 3 years ago in Fiction
