Fan Fiction
Mentally It Exists Visually Not
I half slept and half awake, hearing the sound of rain falling on the window of my room asking me to get up, my body all drenched in sweat and my mind refusing to get up. Sometimes we all land up into some different world in our dreams from where we don't want to get up or, even if we want to, somehow time stops.
By Rumzz Bajwa 4 years ago in Fiction
HE-MAN & THE MOTU CHAPTER #2 12/15/2021
HE-MAN: & THE MOTU CHAP. II - 12/14/2021 THE HALL OF WISDOM A view of The Hall of Wisdom - A grand, glorious, luminescent structure; before it are a pair of massive doors to the imposing eddifice.There is a humming sound heard from the other side.
By GARY MAZIN4 years ago in Fiction
Warrior NUN: Margo
PROLOGUE- "Exodus 23:20" Margo clutched the engraved gold-plated talisman around her neck, it was all she had left. She stood at the entry of the apartment and through blurry eyes watched the enraged fire swallow all her belongings. The apartment wasn't anything special, but it was the only place where she could remember both her parents vibrant and happy. Her father was a strong and proud man, never forgetting his roots and through hardships would hold steadfast to his faith; something he tried to instill in her, but she never took to it. Neither did her mother and maybe that is what caused their separation. Her mother was a gentle soul, always smiling and always loving but was free-spirited and didn't believe in being controlled by religious practices. The memories of who they used to be wilted and cracked under the ferocious flames, turning to ash and dust.
By Ashley Felton 4 years ago in Fiction
Never Let Go. Runner-Up in Unexpected Uncovering Challenge.
He hasn’t seen her, not really, since his brother’s wedding, over three years ago. Not that it’s either of their faults, with the war and her time trying to find her parents followed by his stint overseas for the shop. God, she’s fit. He doesn’t remember her being that fit. Of course, this is his sister’s wedding, so it might have something to do with that bridesmaid’s dress and the way it hugs her in all the right places. Or maybe it’s the way the setting sun catches in her hair – or the way her eyes sparkle in the twinkling lights that have come on as the sun left. Her grin is white and wide and happy, and her lips look soft and darker than they should be. He could have sworn he hated lipstick but now all he wants to do is test if the color on her lips is as long-lasting as she says it is.
By Samantha De Yarman4 years ago in Fiction
An Unexpected Encounter
It was the opening night of his feature debut. Screaming fans swarmed the floor as the cast appeared one by one down the red carpet. The crowd roared louder as he began to approach them. Walking slowly, he stops and poses for his photo. He turns left and right, locking eyes with the paparazzi. He undeniably knew how to work a crowd. His hair was slicked back into a bun and he had a tiny bit of scruff on his jaw line, mimicking a five o’clock shadow. You could tell he was still partially in character by his appearance, which to me, was extremely attractive. Wearing a navy blue Armani suite with a bow tie, no one could make this look better.
By Katlin Moak4 years ago in Fiction
Enchanted Souls Within Human Bodies
Spirits have always been around. Some are angels, then, there are those that seem like they’ve been around forever, centuries, even. The joke is they are guiding their human unsuspecting souls to further a bigger consciousness. Sometimes they use their hosts to spur on huge discoveries. Once in a while they have a fling with an old flame spirit or something like that.
By Lucy Socha4 years ago in Fiction
HE-MAN and THE CHAMPIONS OF THE ANIMATED 80’S
(Skeletor's Voice) Last Time...! Gemini of Earth 3094. Tormack of far-off Bandisar. Mumm-Ra of Third Earth. The evil Overlord of Sagar. All descended upon the wicked Snake Mountain as Skeletor’s anticipated guests. Unbeknownst to even Skeletor, Hordak and Shadow Weaver had journeyed from Etheria as well. The Sorceress of Castle Grayskull and Orko, Eternia’s magic court jester, could only watch as an evil force alien to Eternia, and, therefore, that they couldn’t be prepared for, landed.
By Kent Brindley4 years ago in Fiction
The Yellow Hibiscus Chapter 1
Wednesday, April 22, 2015, 1:09 P.M Missing my stop at 86th Street on the number 6 Lexington Avenue Local train from the Bronx last month, I had to walk three extra blocks north from 77th Street to my apartment on 83rd Street and 4th Avenue. During the unintended tour of my neighborhood, I noticed two flower shops. The first shop, Flowers Galore, was on 78th Street and 4th Avenue.
By Annelise Lords 4 years ago in Fiction
The Hot box
The hot box Too optimistic and confident I might’ve been. My big smile and Florida sunshine energy walking down the halls of hell. I ignored all the warnings buzzing in my ears “Be careful they’ll get you”. “You’re too pretty, you don’t belong here.” Most common “How did u end up here?”
By Laquell Gashi4 years ago in Fiction
