Prologue
I’ve Always Hated the Water
Note: I wrote this for a particular challenge, but I could not find the right conclusion for it, and it seems to be growing into something much bigger and bolder than I thought it could be. Any critiques or thoughts would be helpful...
By Kendall Defoe 2 years ago in Chapters
Fractured Reality
Dr. Eleanor Harper navigated the hallowed halls of her laboratory, a sanctum pulsating with the energy of scientific revelation. At thirty-five, she carried the weight of intellect in every stride, a woman on the precipice of an uncharted frontier. Raven hair, kissed by strands of silver, framed a face etched with the lines of ceaseless curiosity. A lab coat, stained by the echoes of experimentation, draped over her shoulders, and stylish glasses perched on her nose. Eleanor's quest in neuroscience had birthed the Dreamcatcher, a device poised to redefine humanity's communion with dreams.
By asdasd asd2 years ago in Chapters
Chapter 1: The Broken Soldier. Top Story - November 2023.
The forest path was uneven. He felt every rise and divot in the earth, every loose stone that twisted under his boot. With every step, his leg complained with a bright pinch of pain as if to remind him that he was - in fact - broken. He couldn’t decide which was worse, the walk to the cabin that he was now forced to call home, or the wagon ride through Wolf’s Pass; a jostling, hellish ordeal over the border that made him question his sanity. At least in the wagon he still had his brothers with him.
By M. A. Mehan 2 years ago in Chapters
A Match Made Online. Content Warning.
A Match Made Online In the era of swipes and clicks, where digital screens have become the canvas for modern romance, two individuals, Sarah and David, discovered the art of connection in the vast landscape of online dating.
By Rajesh kumar 2 years ago in Chapters
“Script Money” The Novel. Content Warning.
PROLOGUE "Throned! TV playback...in three...two…ACTION!!" She wore boots with a bikini. The two-piece she slew in. A black Givenchy cut-out set with gold loops showing off thicker curves than some emaciated model lying in the sand. But she wore this to start a war. Her boots, some hi-tech leather pair. Black and polished with floppy strings and rose her toned calves. The shoes weren't meant for running, fleeing from battle if need be. However, she rocked the reckless fashion kill, knowing she would get whacked. Soon as she popped the ops first.
By Terence King2 years ago in Chapters
