Young Adult
"Shattered Wheels"
Once upon a time in the small town of Pineville, there was a group of passionate bike riders who called themselves the "Rolling Thunder." They were renowned for their love of adventure and their daring stunts on two wheels. Every weekend, the Rolling Thunder members would gather at the local bike trail and set off on thrilling rides through the scenic countryside.
By Bilal Jaka3 years ago in Fiction
"The Virtual Ascendant: From Gamer to Champion"
Once upon a time, in the small town of Arcadia, there lived a young boy named Alex. Alex was an avid gamer, spending most of his free time immersed in the virtual world of video games. His room was filled with posters of his favorite games, and he had mastered the art of navigating through digital realms.
By Bilal Jaka3 years ago in Fiction
"Echoes"
Once upon a time, in the quaint town of Willowbrook, a group of high school seniors eagerly awaited their long-awaited day: the school farewell. It was a bittersweet occasion that marked the end of their academic journey and the beginning of a new chapter in their lives. The graduating class of Willowbrook High School had spent years together, forging friendships, facing challenges, and creating memories that would last a lifetime.
By Bilal Jaka3 years ago in Fiction
Shadow's Edge
Tae-hyung's heart pounded in his chest as he walked through the dimly lit alley. The rain poured relentlessly, washing away the remnants of a stormy night. He glanced over his shoulder, feeling an eerie presence closing in on him. The sensation of being watched sent chills down his spine, but he couldn't let fear consume him. Not now.
By Life Goes On3 years ago in Fiction
In The End
As he laid there on the cold ground, feeling the lightness of the breeze through his hair and the slowing heaves of his chest, nothing else mattered. Not the young girl he pushed out of the path of a negligent driver. Not the distant sirens racing to save his life. Not the pain. Just the peace of lying in the arms of the one he loved.There was a blissful static silence with interrupting echoes of reality. A tear escaped as he smiled and let the darkness consume him; his last image being the hummingbird on her arm.
By Julia Alfred3 years ago in Fiction




