Fantasy

Azith
Everyone stared at him as he entered the tavern, but he didn’t pay any mind. Eyes tend to follow him wherever he went, so of course this place wouldn’t be any different. The stench of alcohol hit him as he weaved in between the tables, getting stronger as he reached the counter.
By Christian Bellmore5 years ago in Fiction
Yaga Resort
Jack hated camping. Specifically, he hated the kind of camping that his wife, Jill, enjoyed, which is the kind of camping that she grew up with. No RVs or campers. No, the kind of camping she liked was just in tents. And that’s how he felt. Tense. As in Past. But, maybe, he thought, he might be able to salvage something out of this relationship and this camping trip. He didn’t know what, though.
By Eric Hammers5 years ago in Fiction
The Legendary Gavin Stormblade
The Legendary Gavin Stormblade Chapter Zero: “A Fragment of Forever” “Daddy look! A human! Awww he’s so cute, can we keep him!? PLEASE?!”
By Jeremy Bowen5 years ago in Fiction
Bedtime Stories
Bedtime Stories By Mary Founteno Beverly saw how awake her children were from her place on the couch. She had slaved the day away, as a mother, and finally, when it came time for bed, her children were wide awake. Beverly knew that if she would just get some rest…
By Mary Founteno5 years ago in Fiction
The Power of Glory
The war ended weeks ago, but the fires left over from the battles continued burning as if to celebrate the devastating losses of millions of humans across the globe. To rub it in survivor faces, to remind us that we could be next at any point.
By Dani Banani5 years ago in Fiction
Overgrowth
“Fourteen days was all we had to adapt to the Overgrowth. Fourteen days was all it took for the majority of the world to step back into forgotten eras. Fourteen days was all we had before we ourselves had to grow up.”
By Sean McEntee5 years ago in Fiction
Episode #22 Follow the Hovering Woman?
You race back to the lodge looking for Jordan, running into her in the hallway, “Jordan, perfect! I was just looking for you, there is a woman outside that I believe is a ghost! Will you come with me please I don’t want to follow her alone.”
By Susan McGill5 years ago in Fiction
The Fallout
Ashes float down from the night sky as I make my way through the dense trees of the forest. The last known green space in this gods forsaken land will possibly be my resting place if I don't hurry.
By Nakia Roberson5 years ago in Fiction
Bound
Bound. That's what they call it? How could anyone ever what to stay in this atmosphere? This is a suffocating, shameful servitude. Once a family member accepts the terms, the rest of his or her descendants are forever in a clan. Those who are in this situation call it degrading. Then there is me. I do not seem to fit in any of this confusion. I, Zapphire, am in another kind. What kind of mother and father would send their daughter to live with these monster? When you are called on, no matter what you are doing you answer. It did not matter if you were in the middle of. Dying? Nope, not when you were theirs. This, a lot of the time ended with half-breeds being born. They would have some variation of the clan's trademark eyes, and sometimes they might even be born with a gift. Half-breeds were usually the ones that were called upon when witches attacked. Their blood was stronger than their human parent or other family members. It enhanced the vampire's own abilities. Oh, but don't worry the humans were allowed to replenish the dewindled human numbers, should no new ones be found.
By Cody Kennedy5 years ago in Fiction
Dragons and knights, witches and metaphoric princes
Back when I was a child, before life removed all the innocence( the immortal words of the Luther Vandross song), I loved fairytales. Or maybe I just loved the idea of living vicariously through all the adventures (good and not so good) of the many characters.
By Novel Allen5 years ago in Fiction
Valari finds love
Valari finds Love As is common with kinder parents Mother Nature struggled to strike her children or put them out without aid. However every force has a limit. Humanity did not go unwarned from their self driving cars to the plastic hovels in which most humans now lived.
By Ethan Hebard5 years ago in Fiction
The Trip to Safety
I miss sunscreen, I haven't been able to get any since last year. I decided to wear a long sleeve light shirt and jeans, at least most of my body would be protected from sunburn. I am so pale and I always get sunburn in the summer. My locket is under my shirt, beside Sarah, my daughter, it's all I have. It was given to me from my grandma, and was given to her by her grandma. It looks silver and is shaped like a heart. The locket has a heart carved in the center. There was writing engraved along the border of the locket but I can't read it because it is so old. It always feels cool, even in the hot July weather. It was passed on to me because I was the only one in my family to have a daughter. It is a tradition to pass it on though the females my family. It helps to have it with me. These days we live in, sadness seems to be everywhere.
By Tammi D5 years ago in Fiction