Young Adult
The Train Ride to Forever
The sound of the train rattling on the tracks was both comforting and familiar to Elara. She loved train rides—the rhythmic motion, the fleeting scenery, and the anonymity of being surrounded by strangers. It was her sanctuary, a place where the world slowed down just enough for her thoughts to catch up.
By Graymore Macad2 years ago in Fiction
The Red Gate
“What are we going to do?” Polk asked. By this point everyone in our group, save for the three missing socks, were all huddled together within the small chamber in front of the two tunnels. Coming to an agreement that the screams echoing throughout the shafts were connected to the missing socks, and with only one obvious path they could have gone, it quickly became apparent that a volunteer was needed to explore the left tunnel.
By Kale Sinclair2 years ago in Fiction
The Rose that Waits
Asher, I know you never loved me. Or did you?I thought you loved me, more than anything.Then why?You knew my family was ready to hand me over to Lord Augustus, but you still didn't come to ask for my hand. You decided not to take a step further for my sake. You could've come and held my hand, looked in my eye, and said:"Rose, don't worry! You're mine and mine alone. Take my hand and let's go. Far away, where we can be together, forever."I would've left everything behind for you and rushed into your arms. I just wanted to let you know that you never tried to do that. You chose to seal your lips when it was time for you to speak, for you to say, "Rose, I Love You"How hard were those 3 words?I can say those a thousand times:I LOVE YOU, ASHERBecause I'm not afraid of anyone. I'm not a coward like you! I can't let anyone decide my partner and soulmate. Not even my father, King Bruce. But you were brave, weren't you? You used to fight for me like I was the only person you cared for in this world.When did you become such a coward to not come on the day when King Bruce announced my marriage to someone else?Someone else? 💔How could you even bear hearing my name being associated with someone else?Asher, you weren’t like this… I know the Asher who wouldn’t let any girl in the castle touch him because, in his eyes, only one girl mattered: Rose. It was always me, Asher.Tell me, Asher,If you think this love is one-sided, then what about the time when Queen Aris raised her hand to slap me, and you stopped her, knowing it could cost you your life? What about when my father, King Bruce, sent all the Guardians to find medicine for me when I was ill? Everyone else returned empty-handed, but you came back with scars and bites, yet still brought me the remedy I needed.Tell me, how could such acts come from anything less than love?You were 8 when I was 5.You cared for me as I was your life.You taught me to write when you were still a kidYou had feelings for me, Why did you hide?You promised me you'd be mine, foreverHow could I be someone else's? Never!Do you remember when you told me I wasn’t brave? When we played hide and seek, I’d start crying if you hid for more than a minute, terrified of losing you.Look at me now, Asher.See how brave I’ve become?I've left everything for you! Yesterday, the Royal call told me to prepare. The bridesmaids came to transform me into a bride no one would ever see.So, I became the most beautiful bride, ready to be married off.Then I ran. I left the castle.A rebel?Yeah, maybe I am. I didn't need 'Royal Treatment' and those fancy carriages to carry me.All I ever wanted was your care and love, reflected in both your words and actions. I just wanted your back to lean on, to hop onto, and let you carry me through it all.Today, I wait for you. For you to answer all my questions.Asher! Come and prove me wrong. Come and tell me that I was wrong when I said, "You Don't Love Me".Asher, I feel cold... I feel dead inside... Please, carry your Rose and take her to your tiny house. Take me close to your heart. Wrap me in your arms and don't let me go, ever!Where have you gone, Asher? Where?Come Back, Your Rose Misses your innocent and almost breathtaking face. Your Rose misses your soft hands.Come Back, Asher. I need you!
By Maryam Batool2 years ago in Fiction
The Soul River Flows
Part 1 : "Light" (2023) A gentle warmth spread through Kenji’s chest, a feeling of lightness he hadn’t experienced in years. The pain, the struggle, the weight of his earthly existence, all began to recede, like the tide pulling back from the shore.
By Tales by J.J.2 years ago in Fiction
A Hundred Years in Seven Lives
The aroma of cardamom and sandalwood hung heavy in the air, mingling with the nervous energy that crackled between the two families. In the Sharma household, Mrs. Sharma paced the polished marble floors, adjusting the pleats of her silk saree for the tenth time. Her son, Mohan, was finally settling down, and the weight of tradition, the unspoken pressure of ensuring his happiness, pressed heavily on her. Across town, in the Iyer residence, similar anxieties played out. Mrs. Iyer fretted over the arrangements, ensuring every detail of the impending roka ceremony was perfect. Her daughter, Shalini, was a gem, and they wanted only the best for her.
By Tales by J.J.2 years ago in Fiction
Broken Girl
The Broken Girl Emily sat by the window, watching the rain slide down the glass. She traced the drops with her finger, feeling as heavy as the gloomy weather outside. Her room, once full of color and happiness, now felt cold and empty. Emily didn’t know when it started, but over time, she had become a broken girl.
By Kelly James2 years ago in Fiction
In the Shadow of Skyforest
The Skyforests were alive in ways only Aria could truly understand. As she walked through the bioluminescent grove, her boots sank into the soft moss, releasing a faint earthy scent that mingled with the sweet aroma of blooming nightflowers.
By Tales by J.J.2 years ago in Fiction
A Tale of Two Tunnels. Top Story - January 2025.
“Are you sure we’re going the right way?” Polk stopped his gloomy trek down the tunnel and turned back to face his friends. Looking from misfit to misfit, his eyes finally landed on the inquisitive, injured triple A battery, who was slowly leaking potassium hydroxide out of its negative terminal.
By Kale Sinclair2 years ago in Fiction
