Adventure

In Case of Emergency
Captain's Manual, Page 247, Emergency Procedures World Tech would like to remind the crew of the SS-73 that we depend on your success. The stars. The sun. The moon. All planets and every ounce of life on the planets. Everything within our galaxy depends on your success.
By Hope Martin2 months ago in Fiction
Berganashio - Chapter 27
"I still just don't understand why war is necessary. The fairies can't be that bad. The sea-wolfs on the other hand..." Pori scooped Bry up into her arms and combed his unruly hair with her fingers.
By Rowan Finley 2 months ago in Fiction
Lifetimes . Content Warning.
Anna I smile as I walk up to him watching him wipe the dirt and sweat off of his face as the sunlight sparkles in his Green eyes and they catch mine I don't know if its this Tennessee heat or the infatuation I have for this man but my heart skips a beat as he covers his forehead with his hand to get a better look and he says Ms. walker you ain't supposed to be out here, I fold my arms as I say now Jimmy how many times do I have to tell you to call me Anna?, Ms. Walker is my mama. He shakes his head as he says well either way you know if you are caught out here talking to me your daddy is gonna have your head and possibly mine, I shrug and say well the war is taking up most of his time and Mr. Johnson is taking up my mama's so I think I'm safe.
By cheyenne 2 months ago in Fiction
The Treehouse That Waited
Rain threatened as Elio climbed the rickety ladder to the treehouse of his childhood. Each step groaned under his weight, soaked from weeks of storms, and the wind tugged at the branches as if warning him to turn back.
By Jonathan2 months ago in Fiction
The Artist
Written by, Joshua Prentice The Artist
By Joshua Lee Prentice2 months ago in Fiction
Fading
This short story is about the origins of The Memory Scrambler - a powerful being that was once a young bride named Sofayna that has been used for centuries by Sithmora under the orders of Demise.
By Mel E. Furnish2 months ago in Fiction
I am Panic
“Don’t look down yet.” “I’m already up here.” “Just stand still.” “I am standing.” “You’re gripping too hard.” “If I let go, I’ll fall.”
By Dagmar Goeschick2 months ago in Fiction
📦 The Suitcase That Was Never Packed
so, so la mi so, so, so la mi so, .... and Here is my story The suitcase stood at the foot of the bed for more than twenty years.
By Zidane2 months ago in Fiction
The Letter That Was Never Sent 📮
The letter lay in the bottom drawer of the writing desk, folded carefully, its edges worn thin from time rather than use.
By Zidane2 months ago in Fiction
Evac. Top Story - December 2025.
“Your attention please. May we have your attention, please. We are currently under mandatory evacuation. Please gather all your belongings and make sure that your children are with you. The last bus to the mainland will be leaving in five minutes. If you are not on the bus at that time, there will be no further transportation out. Anybody still on the island will be required to leave on foot. It is highly recommended that you leave now. The approaching storm will not be survivable.”
By David E. Perry2 months ago in Fiction
Changeling; Chapter 7
Everything hurts and everything is blurry. I think I can see black spots. I can definitely hear voices. I manage to lift my hands to my eyes, attempting to rub the fog from them. My muscles groan in protest, my arms feel so heavy it seems like a minor miracle I can keep them in the air as I rub my eyes. It takes a second for me to realize that my hands aren't bound. By the time I do, the voices have gone silent.
By Katarzyna Crevan2 months ago in Fiction
Moving South.
The British Heart Foundation van arrived just after nine, its engine low and steady on the quiet street. She had left the sofa, the chair she never liked, the fridge, the kettle, and the television on the driveway. The workers lifted each item carefully into the back of the van. She watched them in silence, each familiar object disappearing into a white cube of a van. By the time it drove away, the flat felt empty, almost unreal, but lighter.
By Test2 months ago in Fiction