Sequel
Hidden Power
Chapter 1: The Beginning of the Adventure In a world filled with supernatural powers, there lived a young man named Arka. Since childhood, Arka had felt that there was something different about him. He often dreamed of battles and extraordinary powers he had never seen before. Although he lived in a peaceful village, Arka always felt a calling for something greater.
By kevin stevenabout a year ago in Chapters
Old Enough
As you know, I have had this notion that I am very smart; my teacher has repeatedly said this to my grandfather, Paw-Paw, and Pearl our housekeeper, cook, and my wanna-be Aunt for years. I have been told I talk too much and all summer have made it my goal to just shut my trap. I thought I was clever, getting a way with things like sneaking down to the rail road tracks which are super forbidden, studying hobos, or as my best hobo pal Hank says, "train jumpers", however Clara, Pearl's niece and my new best friend and blood sister says, "school smarts and street smarts is different."
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)2 years ago in Chapters
Saving Purgatory Chapter 5: Saving a soul
Zero picked up prison by the collar of his shirt. “Why is she crying?” he asked, whisper yelling at Prison, to not upset Sashi any further. His tone, angry yet calm. “Dude all got out of her after she almost kicked my door off its hinges is that; one: there's a dog, two: an officer and three: a sign on one of my doors.” Prison whispered. Zero set Prison down and walked over to Sashi, he sat down and pulled her into his lap. “Baby girl, tell me what happened.” he said, brushing some hair from her face.
By Allie and Emmy2 years ago in Chapters
The true art of seduction
The true art of seduction: how to conquer the love of your life Seduction is an art that many people want to master. However, the true art of seduction is not about games or manipulation techniques. It’s about being authentic, confident and captivating. In this article, we’ll explore the keys to mastering the true art of seduction and winning the love of your life
By Jaime come2 years ago in Chapters
To all my fellow creators
Why do you share your work and journey with your social network? Nobody cares about what you do in your life. ⏩This! How often do we come across this statement? The argument for instant gratification that we gain while sharing glimpses or content about our journeys being detrimental for us, in the long run, is completely valid. The validation that we crave from external realms often stems from a lower sense of self-esteem.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Chapters
Old Enough
Waking up in a whole new world is the kind of dream a lot of kids have; all I can say is be careful what you wish for. I am more than lucky that my first sleepover was in the home of someone who has taken care of me and Paw-Paw since I was so small that she changed my diapers. That's a bit embarrassing now that I think about it. Pearl never talks about my mother and father, she has said on the times I have inquired, "none of my business child." If I was ornery, which I was when younger, on very rare occasions of course, she just turned on cartoons for me and walked away saying, "mmm, mmm, mmm". I love Pearl. As I have said many a time, I wish we were family.
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)2 years ago in Chapters
Old Enough
To be frank, my circumstances leading to my first sleepover, EVER!, were not great news with Paw-Paw having a procedure in the hospital and all, but like my friend Hobo Hank says, "when the opportunity comes, ya gotta jump." And jumping is what Clara and I did when we heard the news.
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)2 years ago in Chapters
Karma Is A Bitch
Once upon a time, in a small, picturesque village nestled in the rolling hills of Tuscany, lived a young woman named Isabella. Isabella was known for her radiant beauty, but those who knew her well understood that beneath her charming exterior lay a heart cold as ice. Her beauty had granted her many privileges, and she wielded them mercilessly to get what she wanted, often at the expense of others.
By Leroy payne2 years ago in Chapters
spell jar
*NOTE: these characters emerge from my short story, Capturable, which would be Ch.1 in this thread of vignettes* // She couldn't help but feel bad for that blue-eyed freckled kid. Marshall's son, that is. He looked like he hadn't worn a suit since his senior prom. And not really a kid anymore, truth be told. He was college-aged. Tall. Slightly effeminate with the remaining dregs of his fidgety boyish charm.
By Erin Latham Shea2 years ago in Chapters
