Young Adult

Guardians and Angels | Chapter Three (Part 11)
“They aren’t angel wings,” I said, our lips no longer touching. “They are just regular wings.” He looked into my eyes, smiling slightly, his eye black and swollen. “There is no such thing as regular wings, Christopher. Anyone with wings is special, whether they are angel wings or not.”
By Christopher Dubbsabout a year ago in Fiction
Subfloor Six
Jocelyn was awakened from her nap by a chirping alert. “Apprentices: Report to Subfloor Six.” The metallic voice clicked off.
By Emily McGuffabout a year ago in Fiction
Pitter-Patter
My Hate List: - My ugliest feet - Dad - the sound of the rain - running - climbing - shout (to and to receive one) - to be left alone
By Jui Hanabout a year ago in Fiction
March
It’s the perfect evening to take a stroll through our lazy coastal neighborhood. As we saunter down the road toward the ocean, the sound of music flies through the air to greet our ears. It’s faint but lively - irresistible. The instruments guide us, and just a few blocks away we spot a group of people dancing salsa on a landing beside the sea.
By DLCabout a year ago in Fiction
January
Crystal in the moonlight forms as ripples cascade from the center of the clear lake where I submerge myself, my hair glistening with the reflection of stars. The water is cool and quaint, and the air silent other than the crickets' conversations in the bushes. You watch me as I disappear, and giggle as I splash my feet to make the water dance along with me. Your eyes reflect me with a love and care that I can't see through my own. It’s gentle in the water here. You join me and we circle around, gliding across each other's forms, creating thin, clear trails of crystal in the moonlight.
By DLCabout a year ago in Fiction
The Ghost Train
Chapter 7: The Conductor's Cabin Sarah's phone died shortly after the train departed the luminescent station. She pocketed it with reluctance, then retrieved her notebook and pen—old-fashioned tools for documenting an impossible journey.
By Shane D. Spearabout a year ago in Fiction
Guardians and Angels | Chapter Three (Part 10)
We headed into the night together, two boys on the cusp of forever, heading west, chasing a sun settled just over the horizon onto the Pacific Ocean. Backpacks on, baseball hats backward, sweaters pulled over our tee shirts, stepping out in unison, choreographed in our marching.
By Christopher Dubbsabout a year ago in Fiction
Shadows of my past “continued ”. Content Warning.
The night everything changed, I was in the kitchen when I heard it. A struggle, muffled voices. I rushed toward the sound, my heart pounding. By the time I got to the living room, it was too late.
By Shewritesabout a year ago in Fiction
The National Champion
“One thing I never regretted was the time the nation deemed me champion, winner of everything,” the former athlete, Antonio Duke reflected, sitting next to green periodical directories.
By Marc OBrienabout a year ago in Fiction
Punk Tactis
Louise waited until they got back home to call Jimmy’s number – After a big fight with his dad, Jimmy Jr. decided to stay with his mom more often. Only visiting his father on the weekends, unlike his younger brothers. - Louise called and waited for him to pick up, it was nearing the third ring when he answered,
By Dylan-Quinn Harrisabout a year ago in Fiction
The Last Train Home
The last train of the night was almost empty. Maya sat by the window, lost in her thoughts, watching the blurred city lights rush past. She pulled her coat tighter around her—winter in New York had a way of making you feel lonelier than you really were.
By Bhagyaabout a year ago in Fiction
Window Seat
May I have your attention please, Train number 18520 from Lokamanya Tilak Terminus to Visakhapatnam, Visakhapatnam express is about to depart from platform number 3, thank you…
By Pragniaabout a year ago in Fiction