Young Adult
Ava’s Magic Glasses
Ava had something of a secret. When she was in her early teens, she got a pair of unusual eyeglasses. When she looked through them, she gained a supernatural ability: She would see evidence for any truth she pondered. She would think to herself things such as, What really happened to Amelia Earhart? Immediately, she would see all of what actually happened to that poor woman, playing out in vivid scenes before her eyes. Naturally, she grew somewhat obsessed with using this ability. She’d spend all day wearing her glasses and pondering this and that — questioning history, politics, physics, philosophy, and whatever else was out there for her curiosity to explore.
By Martin Vidal3 years ago in Fiction
Don't Cry. Content Warning.
She sank deeper within herself, plugging into the Lo-Fi that soothed her heartbreak via her new earbuds. -If I don't hear it it isn't real-. Constance, a name she hated from her girlhood was now someone she no longer knew. She could be anyone, "Maria", "Patricia", "Helen"; but she knew she would not be "Hope".
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)3 years ago in Fiction
Eternal Embrace
In the quaint town of Willowridge, where time seemed to move at a leisurely pace, there existed a love story that transcended the ordinary. It began on a crisp autumn day, the kind where the leaves crunched beneath your feet and the air carried the scent of change. Emily Harper, an artist with a penchant for capturing the beauty in simplicity, found herself drawn to the town's charming bookstore.
By Go Entrepreneur3 years ago in Fiction
Whispers of the Heart
Once upon a time, in the quaint town of Willowbrook, lived two souls destined for each other. Olivia, a vibrant artist with a heart full of dreams, and Ethan, a kind-hearted musician who found solace in melodies. Their paths crossed on a crisp autumn day, as fate orchestrated a serendipitous encounter in the town's charming art gallery.
By Go Entrepreneur3 years ago in Fiction
"Chronicles of the Celestial Veil"
In the ancient land of Eldravia, where mountains kissed the sky, and rivers whispered the secrets of the universe, the veil between the seen and the unseen was at its thinnest. The inhabitants of Eldravia believed in the existence of a celestial tapestry—a living, breathing manifestation of the interconnected threads that wove through time and space.
By Sameen lakhwera 3 years ago in Fiction
Pumpkin Pie
Once upon a time in a faraway northern land, there lived a college freshman about to celebrate her first birthday away from home. Every birthday for as long as she could remember, her Dad had made her a unique birthday cake: a black poodle, or a log cabin or a shiny glazed car.
By Barbara Steinhauser 3 years ago in Fiction
Species. Content Warning.
"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" The target was being inspected. "Chiseled chin, broad muscular shoulders, rippling biceps, and whoa mama! You did not skip leg day! That's good, most members of your sex tend to do that, but you chose not to neglect."
By Thavien Yliaster3 years ago in Fiction
Dame Nature
"Come sit. Let me tell you a story. My protector is native. A recorder and teller of this land. An explainer of past times. I believe the most knowledgeable still in existence. See this picture?" "Yes, it's silly." "Not silly. It explains a history. The symbol of triumph through understanding." "How? It's a feathered snake." "You are what you eat." "okay." "Let me explain." "Eagles, hawkes, owls etc are fearsome creatures. Birds in general are great hunters. Large birds are not even scared of snakes. They could never have grown strong and survived without the snake. Humans could not have thrived so easily with out the birds eliminating so many snakes. Snakes were scary back in ancient times. They killed many people. However, these birds showed people the snake could be eaten and defeated. Birds were mens best friends before the dog or cat. Snakes respect the birds, they are fearful, jealous, and angry with the birds. Fearful because they can capture them, jealous of the birds flight, and angry for showing humans to eat them and how best to kill them. So at death, snakes, are split. They lend their knwledge to the birds who consume them and the rest back to other snakes. Snakes became part of these large birds of prey. Do you understand?" "Yes, I think so. But, then what about Guam?" Haha the man looked bewildered and scratched his head eventually answering, "different area, but I'm sure it could be more overrun than it was. Amaru or Amaruka, which was a name for a serpent, also sounds very similar to America, no? Possibly how the name originated. Mother earth lends herself to people; In order to keep those we love alive as long as possible. There are snake myths in every culture. There is even an old folklore pertaining to a snake god. The people are told to consume the tail in order to cure themselves and gain knowledge. Some, in the story, disregarded this instruction and eat the head instead. They thought it was better because the knowledge is stored in the head, but mother nature and it's creatures can be tricksters as well as the great protectors. By eating the tail, the man who followed directions, allowed mother nature the head. Showing such respect was rewarded. The man was protected from disease, which can come from eating parts of the nervous system of animals by those less knowledgeable. The man was given knowledge for his understanding. With this knowledge the people were allowed to progress. Not so silly now, right?" "Yes, not so silly." "Reptiles and birds are some of the first logical creatures to inhabit this earth as we know it. Do you believe me?" "I want to believe you. Are they logical?" "The man laughed lively, I guess that's a start. You will have to learn more on your own and decide for yourself" "Yes, I think so." She lifted her head shaking off the memory and smiling at the brick building across from her. She prepared to take the first steps towards her future. She wanted her first steps to be strong and not begin on a misstep. How short a time it seemed from this memory. Now she was actually going on an anthropological journey into the study of such things. She kissed her charm on her necklace and began her walk in. It was a charm passed down to her. A simple gold coin they had drilled a hole in. She invissioned herself kissing the past asking the ghosts of that time for protection and guidance. She was entertaining her beacon of a small Eden. The future is always built on the past.
By simplicity3 years ago in Fiction
Identity Crisis
First day of sophomore year. English. What a crappy way to start a new school year. Not like I haven’t been speaking it my whole life. Why do I need a class on it? Sighing, I step into the classroom and do a quick survey to see who all I know…, other than my buddy Dan who pushes in behind me. Susan Kimble - filling out nicely; Billy Hixton - still with the predistressed jeans and tight tees… I stop dead in my tracks, my entire body frozen in shock. In the back of the room on the far left, next to Billy… is… well…, me. “What the fuck?” I blink rapidly and take another look. Holy crap! The guy in the green polo and jeans is definitely my double.
By Andrew C McDonald3 years ago in Fiction
The Seventeenth Summer (Ch 16)
Chapter Sixteen Danny was dreading the thought of having to go home and face his mother who knew that he must have stayed out all night, so he stayed away from his home for as long as he could. He also knew there would be hell to pay, but strangely, now that he had shared his biggest secret and his greatest fears with his best friend, while also having made the big decision to join Jake in that adventure they called life, he felt surprisingly calm.
By Mark 'Ponyboy' Peters3 years ago in Fiction
PART 1: TONY STARK
In the bustling heart of New Arcadia, Anthony "Tony" Stark stood as the luminary inheritor of Stark Industries, an empire pulsating with technological marvels. Yet, amid the accolades and glittering façade of his success, Tony's restless spirit yearned for realms beyond conventional excellence.
By Nithya shree 3 years ago in Fiction
