Young Adult
Beneath the Raven’s Wings
The Raven’s Kiss The first time I saw her, she was standing at the edge of the Wood, where the mist curled like phantom fingers around the ancient oaks. Her gown was the color of a moonless night, her lips darker than spilled wine. She did not speak—only smiled, and in that smile, I felt the weight of centuries.
By The Lost Books - "Libri Perditi"about a year ago in Fiction
The Snake's promise
A snake is always a snake.. Once upon a time, there was a rabbit hole that was a lovely place to live. The partridges crouched in their corners. And the rabbits huddled fearfully in the corners. No guest like this had ever entered their door. But the snake said, in a soft, quiet voice.
By Rohitha Lankaabout a year ago in Fiction
Phinehas Shaw. Top Story - May 2025.
Here, before us, is Phinehas Shaw, Brother, Father, Son, Uncle, Cousin, and friend to so very, very many. As I look out into the crowd, I can truly see how well Phinehas was loved or at least known. I must say, I’ve never seen a crowd this large gathered together to see just one person. I’m impressed. I didn’t think that this many people could fit inside the building.
By David E. Perryabout a year ago in Fiction
The Night Everything Changed
A short story by a 16-year-old girl Mom....Mom... please open the door....[That's what my mother said to my foster mother. Since Kiriamma is alone at home, I will go to Kiriamma's house to sleep at night....(In this story, I am Sudu)..]
By Rohitha Lankaabout a year ago in Fiction
The Church by the Road. Content Warning.
This story is an encounter that I myself lived through. This is a story from somewhere in Mabima. I shall not say what the village was. There is a big Christian church near where I am referring to. It is very beautiful. Their yard is there.'' It is on the right in the direction we are travelling. Today's tale is about this church and the graveyard. So one day I'm walking home after school. It was about 8:00 pm. Once out of the bus, the place I referred to was about 100 meters from there.
By Rohitha Lankaabout a year ago in Fiction
Dead Ringers; Chapter 17
Miles's eyes make a careful sweep of the room, stopping on the nurse that currently hovers over Elliot, checking on him. I glance towards the door. The door is shut, but I know that two Night Division officers stand at attention outside the door. When I look back at Miles, he's studying Elliot's chart. It's my turn to watch the nurse as she walks towards the door. The two officers look at her, before looking back to the hall.
By Katarzyna Crevanabout a year ago in Fiction
