Young Adult
Whimsy's Call
In the heart of a bustling city, amidst the cacophony of honking horns and bustling crowds, there lived a young woman named Alice. With her wild mane of untamed curls and eyes that sparkled with boundless curiosity, Alice was a dreamer in a world that often felt all too real.
By Sahil Lathwal3 years ago in Fiction
The Seventeenth Summer (Ch 19)
Chapter Nineteen Danny spotted Jake’s panel van as soon as he rode through the gates of the caravan park. It was parked outside the same cabin that Jake had stayed in the last time he was in town, so he quickly sped down the road and pulled to a stop outside the cabin, dropping his bike on the grassy verge.
By Mark 'Ponyboy' Peters3 years ago in Fiction
The Most Popular Kid in Stone Town
Malik ran through the twisting alleys, hopping over stone benches and sidestepping fruit carts. If this were a foreign movie, Malik thought, he would be James Bond and a souped-up convertible would be right behind him, plowing through the fruit carts like they were nothing.
By Evan Purcell3 years ago in Fiction
A Tale of Missed Opportunties
In a hidden valley, nestled amongst ancient trees, lived two doves named Pip and Pop. They were inseparable companions, their feathers reflecting the morning sun as they soared effortlessly through the clear blue sky. But lately, a shadow of worry has fallen upon their routine. The once lively stream that gurgled by their nest had dwindled to a mere trickle. Each passing day brought anxiety as the water level dipped lower.
By Monnade Mixoum3 years ago in Fiction
For the Love of a Mark
PART ONE Young Mark Lim grabbed a seat at the dinner table and sat seated himself with the front of the chair facing him, legs askew. The chicken drumsticks that his mother, Elaine, had laid out on the table were too succulent to resist; he grabbed one, much to her frustration.
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin3 years ago in Fiction
World in Tatters Ch. 27
Rachel and I make it out again without incident. As we pass through the gate of the posh neighborhood, I briefly lock eyes with the female guard who accosted me earlier today. I give her a little smirk as she rolls her eyes and turns away from me.
By Kevin Barkman3 years ago in Fiction







