Young Adult

The Hunter
Lying here, in silver twisted twilight’s fate. Face staring up at the sky. The world froze to my face. The pain, inescapable.
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Fiction
Ephemeral Eternity
In the heart of Serenity Springs, where life moved at a pace that felt like an eternal Sunday afternoon, two souls, Emily and James, embarked on a journey that would weave their lives together in a tapestry of love.
By NIVETHA RAJAM D Article3 years ago in Fiction
Battling Guilt Part 7: More of Petra &Ivan's Origin Romance
Petra wasn't completely unappealing herself, although her own looks weren't a particular concern of hers. Still, looking at her wasn't a pain at all. She was 5'1 with a thick and muscular yet petite frame, her eyes a deep brown and dark brown hair that flowed right below her shoulders, highlighting her olive tone skin that nearly boasted of no blemishes, except for an occasional zit at her jaw line or forehead temples. And her cute little heart shaped face made it hard to take her serious when she was upset. So it was no wonder that Ivan seemed to be enraptured by her beauty.
By dre.amerwithapen3 years ago in Fiction
Herald of Winter's Chill
Eira Astair, a bard by trade, stood outside the Alabaster Arrow, pouting. Her performance had not gone as planned, but it was far from the worst she had ever given. She took solace in that, breathing deep the chill night air. Drifts of fresh-fallen snow blew gently in the light wind. Eira was at home in the icy chill of newly fallen snow. A winter spirit, the cold did not bother her like other mortals. Holding her hand to catch a few flakes, they didn’t melt. The cold was why she ventured to Illux City in the first place. It was mesmerizing this time of year, with its towers covered in glittering frost and ice. Walking with her lute in hand, she begins plucking a few strings.
By S.N. Evans3 years ago in Fiction
Cinnamon Rolls
Leah was going into diabetic shock in the middle of her neighborhood park. It was five past nine in the morning, and she was out enjoying her well deserved snow day. The snowball fight she was having with her dog, Ellie, turned for the worst when Leah suddenly collapsed into the snow.
By Kale Sinclair3 years ago in Fiction
Captured in Time
In the quiet corner of a dusty attic, nestled among forgotten memories and discarded relics, I, a once-beloved camera, lay abandoned. My metallic body, weathered by time and travel, held within its lenses the stories of a bygone era—the tales of joy, sorrow, and the fleeting moments that escape the clutches of time. My journey, however, was far from over.
By Andy Kru3 years ago in Fiction
"Sacred Harmony: Nurturing the Womb, Revitalizing Sexual Organs, and Embracing Authentic Sexuality"
In the intricate tapestry of human existence, the womb stands as a symbol of life, creation, and feminine power. It is a sacred space that not only harbors the potential for physical creation but also holds the emotional and spiritual imprints of a woman's journey. The healing of the womb, along with the rejuvenation of sexual organs and the exploration of one's own sexuality, is a profound journey of self-discovery and self-love.
By Mohan3 years ago in Fiction
"Whispers of the Heart: Silent Subliminals of Love"
In the soft whispers of the heart, beneath the veil of silence, the essence of love transcends the boundaries of spoken words. Like a delicate dance, the energy of affection swirls in the unseen currents, weaving a tapestry of emotions that only the soul can comprehend. In the realm of women, this silent symphony of love often finds expression in the subtleties of gestures, the unspoken language of glances, and the profound resonance of unuttered words.
By Mohan3 years ago in Fiction
"Whispers of Love: A Journey Through the Heart"
In the quaint town of Willow Grove, where time seemed to move a little slower and the air carried the sweet scent of blooming flowers, lived a young woman named Emily. With a heart as vast as the endless meadows surrounding her home, Emily had always believed in the magic of love, patiently waiting for the right person to come into her life.
By Mohan3 years ago in Fiction
World in Tatters Ch. 21
Once Bertrand is out of sight, I cross the clearing and head off to find Alice. She didn’t go too far. I find her sitting against the trunk of a large tree uprooted by last night’s storm. Looks like she’s been crying, but she’s stopped now. She pulls her knees up to her chest, resting her chin atop.
By Kevin Barkman3 years ago in Fiction
Eternal Embrace: Navigating the Depths of Love's Endless Symphony
Love, the pinnacle of human emotion, transcends the boundaries of time and space, weaving a tapestry of emotions that define the very essence of our existence. It is an intricate dance of hearts, a symphony of emotions, and an indescribable force that binds us together in the grand narrative of life. Love, in its purest form, is the highest of romantic feelings, a sublime experience that elevates the human spirit to extraordinary heights.
By Mohan3 years ago in Fiction
Karma's Snowfall
A snowstorm painted the streets in New York City like a pristine white blanket, breaking a 701-day snow drought. For Anton, the day had unfolded in a whirlwind. A crucial doctor's appointment loomed, with biopsy results hanging in the balance.
By Anthony Chan3 years ago in Fiction