Young Adult
Judge Me Not. Content Warning.
Something had always felt missing in Alexs life leaving him with a sense of longing. Growing up he had a small family unit consisting of his mother, stepfather and himself. Throughout his life he had always been curious about his father, who disappeared when he was just a baby. The fact that his mother never talked about him and the lack of a connection with his stepdad made Alex feel lost. Despite this Alex had a childhood treasuring every moment spent with friends and creating wonderful memories that overshadowed the absence of his father.
By Wayne Ince2 years ago in Fiction
Life Moves On
Tarron, Ruith, and a few other elves arrived at the scene not long after that, all on the shoulders of the giants. Haganto was immediately bombarded with questions while he received a healing spell from Ruith. The elf quickly realized that while his wound was a bite mark, he couldn’t detect any of Agron’s venom. Haganto did his best to answer all their questions, despite their growing incredulous looks and expressions of shocked disbelief. Not that Haganto blamed them.
By Rebecca Patton2 years ago in Fiction
Althea
She was carved from her mother and the Sea, my sweet Althea. Born under the greatest sunsets on Earth, and celebrated by the hymns of an Ocean Choir. She was brought into this world, screaming and declaring herself princess of the Mediterranean. She shared our dark hair and olive skin. But despite our deep routes of brown eyes, Althea was born with eyes of cerulean blue. Her mother, Phosphoria called it a gift from Poseidon.
By Hyde Wunderli 2 years ago in Fiction
THE APOCALYPSE. AI-Generated.
THE APOCALYPSE The Invasion Begins A bustling metropolis, twilight descends, casting long shadows. A piercing siren wails through the city, cutting through the fading daylight. People pause, their faces etched with confusion. The sky, once painted with hues of orange and purple, begins to darken prematurely.
By shola success2 years ago in Fiction
The Chosen; Chapter 4
I'm on my feet in an instant as the screams continue to grow and multiply. The crowd begins to ripple away from the direction of the screams. I share a glance with Jaromir before leaping the table, moving toward the crowd. I was going to find out what was causing this.
By Katarzyna Crevan2 years ago in Fiction





