Fantasy

A magical mess in the cyber city of Neonopolis
A magical mess in the cyber city In the not-so-distant future, where hoverboards zoomed alongside flying taxis and augmented reality was a common as a cup of coffee, the city of Neonopolis pulsed with an electric energy. It was a place where tech ruled supreme, and the only magic people believed in was the kind that came with a software update. But thanks to its tech-savvy citizens, the real magic was just a glitch away.
By Jazell carrasco6 days ago in Fiction
Fate is Funny like that
A tall, lanky figure sped through the night, impossibly gaunt and running faster than should have been possible—an inhuman speed.
By Alicia Anspaugh6 days ago in Fiction
Is the World Entering a New Nuclear Arms Race?. AI-Generated.
The world may be entering a dangerous new phase. Major powers are modernizing their nuclear arsenals while slowly abandoning arms control agreements that once helped prevent global catastrophe.
By Gabriel Waltone7 days ago in Fiction
Rabid Devotion
The bed quaked with each heartbeat. Rope burns covered my wrists and ankles. My warm breath created a cloud into the cold bedroom air. And she stood right outside.
By Jax Wolf7 days ago in Fiction
Eyes
I was seven years old the first time I got married. I remember the weight of the dress before I remember my own name. It was heavy and white and warm, like it had been waiting for me longer than I had been alive. The fabric pressed against my shoulders with a seriousness I did not yet understand. The room was filled with the aroma of flowers I couldn’t name, their scent thick and unfamiliar; and the walls seemed older than the building that held them as if the space itself had been borrowed for the occasion. There were people there. I remember that much. Their voices softened as I entered, the way voices do when something inevitable is about to happen. No one smiled too widely. No one whispered. They all seemed like a blurry memory; a background character of my story. I am even unsure of the season but I do know I wanted to hold onto the feeling and the intensity of the dream; and take it with me but I couldn’t remember everything once I woke up.
By Cadma7 days ago in Fiction
The Sleeping Beauties
The halls were nearly silent as Rafael walked them; nearly, because it was almost impossible to not hear a quiet whir or hum anymore from the nearly invisible machines as they did their duties. The guards glanced over at him from their posts, not daring to move any further in their acknowledgement. Rafael smiled and nodded to them as he passed their post.
By Dionearia Red7 days ago in Fiction
What the Records Hold
The Bureau called it an anomaly. The Temple called it a revision. I was called because someone still died, and someone had to decide which word would hold.
By Rebecca A Hyde Gonzales7 days ago in Fiction
The Things Love Leaves Behind
In this city, magic didn’t glow. It stained. The rain that night tasted like old copper and burnt herbs, the kind of drizzle that seeped into your coat and your conscience at the same time. I pulled my collar up and waited under the awning of a pawnshop that sold cursed objects at honest prices, which is to say: none of them were cheap, and none of them were safe.
By Alain SUPPINI7 days ago in Fiction
The Defender Of The Faith
On the castle green below, the Crown Prince chased a black cat under the ever watchful eye of the King.
By Matthew J. Fromm7 days ago in Fiction
I Have A Secret
Hi. My name is Doug. My human says I'm the cutest German Shepherd puppy that ever was! And I have a secret. The only one who knows my secret is my mother's human. When I was a pup living and playing with all of my brothers and sisters, my mother's human would talk to us all the time about getting our very own human. She made it sound like the greatest thing ever, so I was excited. One day, she asked us if we were ready to get our very own human. I was so ready and excited! I'd noticed she didn't understand when we spoke to her in Canine, so I spoke to her in English and said,
By Lis E.8 days ago in Fiction
Pride and Prestidigitation
The day an orc wizard summoned me to his dimension started like any other: I ate breakfast with my parents. I dipped my toast in the silky yolk of my poached egg. Just as I sank my teeth into the delicious combination, Mother said, “Really, Mary? Have you no consideration for my poor nerves? That crunching, crackling sound is so jarring!"
By Deanna Cassidy8 days ago in Fiction
Who you are
CHAPTER I — WHO YOU ARE Amalia was inside a huge old mansion. He began to walk and explore it, feeling as if it was completely empty, although it was not true. It was his co-worker's wedding and the guests were outside. She had attended with her boyfriend. A good, kind, correct boy. One of those who love without intensity, but with perseverance. There was no conflict with him, no fighting, no pain. She just wanted to be alone for a while, drawn by the need to experience that huge, ancient mansion that seemed to hold millions of secrets.
By Adriana Herrera8 days ago in Fiction