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World In Tatters Ch. 3
I move slowly, deliberately, between the thick, overgrown bushes. My head on a swivel. Still, I can hear nothing. Nothing, not even birds. It’s an eerie sort of quiet. My teeth are clenched, my muscles coiled and ready to strike. I pull the hunting rifle close into my shoulder, preparing for worst possible outcomes.
By Kevin Barkman2 years ago in Fiction
Chasing and Romance
Lucas is a young and talented scientist who has been dedicated to researching a miraculous potion that can cure all diseases. His research results attracted the attention of some evil forces who wanted to snatch his invention and use it for illegal purposes. To protect himself and his research, Lucas decided to leave his country and look for a safe place.
By qingyuan wu2 years ago in Fiction
Eternal Echoes: A Haunting Love Story
The moon hung low in the night sky, casting an eerie glow over the abandoned mansion at the edge of town. Ivy crept up its crumbling walls, and the windows were shattered, leaving gaping, empty eye sockets. Locals whispered of the mansion's dark history, of a love story gone terribly wrong. But for Emma, a young woman with a fascination for the macabre, it was a place of intrigue and mystery.
By Hamim Hassan2 years ago in Fiction
Message in a Bottle
The Letter from Tike; Exposure by Kultwrite. A letter arrived at the doorstep of my humble beginnings in this manner, and in that letter that had no date or time of placement I had felt that it was an urgent matter that needed my retainment henceforth. Being the man that I am or was, I had told those seeking solitude and yet in need of the services that I offer to expel me a written note with no time or date upon it and ship it to me within a fortnight of my requiring. Here the note then landed upon the subtle mailroom floor whereas I found it and opened it instantly.
By William L. Truax III2 years ago in Fiction
The Reappearance of Sir Edwin Cole Sr.
The Reappearance of Sir Edwin Cole Sr. Here, I found the late evening hours longing and raging on as the heat from the furnace was poetically cultivating heat from the fires it bore, a man gaining entry into the dorm that I was occupying. He seemingly had a vague expression cast upon his face as if nothing seemed to be the matter, and yet, here he was. I wondered up to the man, as I was in charge of admissions for the night and asked him if he was in need of assistance of any kind, then as if struck by some form of spell that he had been visible to, the man before me began to speak in a manner that was both provocative and highly unusual for the clientele that cater here.
By William L. Truax III2 years ago in Fiction
The Echoes of Guilt
My madness had begun with the vulture-like eye of my housemate, an eye that haunted me day and night. Each day, I had grown more convinced that it was the eye that needed to be extinguished from this world, not its owner. And so, with the stealth of a shadow, I had carried out my malevolent plan.
By Ionut Drake2 years ago in Fiction
The Visitors
The small town of Willowbrook had always been known for its idyllic charm. Nestled in the heart of the countryside, it was a place where everyone knew each other's names, and the pace of life moved at a leisurely crawl. That was until the day the visitors arrived.
By Prince Gupta2 years ago in Fiction
The Empire
In the distant future, long after the fall of nations and the rise of corporations, a colossal entity known simply as "The Empire" reigned supreme. It was not an empire in the traditional sense, with territorial borders and subjects, but rather a sprawling, interstellar consortium of power and influence. Its reach extended far beyond the confines of any one planet, and its existence was a testament to the relentless pursuit of control and domination by those at its helm.
By Prince Gupta2 years ago in Fiction
