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Whispers in the Mist: Ch5&6
Chapter 5: Redemption's Echo In the heart of the labyrinth, the mist began to dissipate, revealing the true form of the curse's embodiment—a fragmented soul caught in a cycle of pain. Amelia's compassion radiated as she reached out to the spectral figure, her touch a bridge between the living and the ethereal. The figure's form stabilized, its agonized expression giving way to a glimmer of understanding.
By Charles Bernil3 years ago in Chapters
Luminous Whispers
Within the same village that had borne witness to the enchanting tales of "Ethereal Bonds" and "Celestial Echoes," yet another story lay waiting to be told. This story, "Luminous Whispers: Echoes of Love Beyond Borders," unfolded its pages at the crossroads of serendipity and the extraordinary, where connections were forged and magic seemed to linger in the air.
By Charles Bernil3 years ago in Chapters
Celestial Echoes
In the same village where "Ethereal Bonds" wove its enchanting tale, there existed another story, one that existed in parallel, bound by threads of destiny and interwoven by the very essence of time itself. This story, "Celestial Echoes: Resonance of Love Across Time," echoed through the years, carrying with it the whispers of an extraordinary connection.
By Charles Bernil3 years ago in Chapters
Ethereal Bonds
In the heart of a quaint village, nestled between rolling hills and whispering trees, lived two souls destined to intertwine. Their tale, "Ethereal Bonds: Whispers of Love's Eternal Dance," began as a gentle breeze that carried the promise of something extraordinary.
By Charles Bernil3 years ago in Chapters
Prelude - The Mad King
King Jonathan was tall, his muscles sculpted into perfection effortlessly, with long brown hair that fell down his shoulders, and hazel eyes that could melt the hearts of almost every woman. He was seductive, intoxicating, and built like a sex deity.
By Hope Martin3 years ago in Chapters
The Battle
8 Michael woke-up gasping and rolled off the couch. Coughing and trying to steady his breathing he looked at his right wrist and saw four shallow crescent punctures in his skin. Looking around the living room he laughed at himself. Was he really expecting to see the open grave right there in the middle of the floor? Picking himself up off the floor he turned off the 6 o’ clock news and walked upstairs to get into the shower. Puzzled by the dream he was content that it was different, but confused as to the point of it. On top of all the emotions he was feeling, he was anxious to tell his dream to Joshua to find out what his opinion was.
By Stephanie Foreman3 years ago in Chapters
The Battle
5 When he was finished in town he drove home making one last stop at the liquor store a few blocks from the house. He used to drink when he was in college before going to the seminary, but stopped when he and Joanna started dating and he never continued. Since she passed he really hadn’t gave it much thought, until today. He bought a bottle of Jack Daniels and a six pack of Coca-Cola. He was emotionally exhausted and felt physically drained from accepting his past congregation’s sympathies of hugs and handshakes. He wanted to get drunk and forget. But if he called and cancelled his plans with Joshua that would be a “sign”. Besides he already promised. With his new necessities by his side he pulled into his driveway fighting the urge to start pouring a drink before putting the groceries away.
By Stephanie Foreman3 years ago in Chapters
The Battle
2 He awoke to the droll bantering of the newscasters talking about what movie star was arrested and all other nonsense that was not really news. Looking at the clock on the mantel he decided to get up and get something to eat. Though his appetite diminished a little more every day the nearer the anniversary day came, he figured he should at least force himself to eat. It was almost 9 o’ clock which meant Joshua would be calling to check on him. Even though he hated being checked on, he liked knowing that his best friend was thinking about him. It wasn’t like they would find him in the bathtub with his wrists slit, but Joshua would call anyway.
By Stephanie Foreman3 years ago in Chapters
War Baby
The first year of Maria’s life was as simple as a baby could expect. Ann, Maria’s mother sat on a mat watching her little lady stagger around the new surroundings that come with their camping teepee. Seeing that the tent had been freshly set up, there was no fire lit inside so Maria was safe and sound to wander freely. Ann smiled as she watched the little one stagger around the open space. She had grown so big, and she thought about the passing year.
By Sheila L. Chingwa3 years ago in Chapters
A Lasting Storm: Chapter 3
The future. It was filled with promise and hope for the three of them. Much to people's surprise, Jim was proving himself as a father. He spent as much time with his son as he could. The two were always together when Jim had any free time.
By Jason Ray Morton 3 years ago in Chapters
