Latest Stories
Most recently published stories in Chapters.
Syrinx the Nymph
Pan, Πάν, the god of the wild, shepherds and flocks, rustic music and impromptus, and companion of the nymphs, was a very handsome god. Until there came the day when his appetites for fair wood nymphs, the protective creatures of nature, would get him in trouble with the Goddess Artemis. He was a horny egotistical tyrant who pursued the wood nymphs continuously and annoyingly.
By Novel Allen2 years ago in Chapters
Savage heart
Start writing...Chapter 1: The Call of the Wild In the heart of the dense, ancient forest, a chilling howl pierced the night air. It was a sound that carried the essence of the wilderness itself, a melody that resonated through the trees and into the hearts of all who heard it. The moon cast an ethereal glow upon the towering pines, and amidst the shadows, a solitary figure emerged: Asher, a young and powerful alpha wolf.
By Muhammed Yakub2 years ago in Chapters
Rising Up
Grade school in China was difficult for Aili, as her family were impoverished and not respected by the other families. Her father worked hard every day, buying and selling at the local fish markets, but barely made enough each day for them to eat. He moved from a small village to the city of Guangzhou as a young man, trying to provide for his family; but his dreams of making it big never materialized, as he slaved each day just to survive.
By Gerald Holmes2 years ago in Chapters
A City Divided by the Danube
Transportation in Budapest was better than anything I’d have ever hoped. Growing up in Utah, part of the “great” American West expansion, I’d experienced life from cars, cars, and more cars. Urban, rural, and suburban sprawl was the name of the game. Bikes were at best a hobby or short-range transportation from, I don’t know, one friend's house to the next, if you were willing to climb the steep hills of rural Elk Ridge. In college, I managed to live in an apartment close to campus, so rode my bike regularly, but shopping had to be done by vehicle. Not in Hungary. Between the tram, bus, and subway system, everything was accessible and affordable–so long as grouchy ticket patrols didn’t question your exchange student status. As great as the transit is, Budapest truly opened up to me when I bought a bicycle.
By Christopher Michael2 years ago in Chapters
How To Die Healthy
Well, it is now two and a half months since I started to try to lose weight. My problem was I had too much visceral fat which was not leaving enough space for my lungs to fully expand. For that reason, I was getting easily out of breath and suffered from sleep apnea. Not good.
By Liam Ireland2 years ago in Chapters
Tales Retold
"Boy, Snow, Bird" is a novel written by Helen Oyeyemi that was published in 2014. The story is a reimagining of the Snow White fairy tale, set in 1950s Massachusetts. It explores themes of race, identity, family dynamics, and the complexities of appearance.
By Tovia Imhante-Johnson2 years ago in Chapters
Mourning the Mother I Never Knew. Second Place in Chapters Challenge.
I sometimes wake up feeling that my mother has visited me in the night. I have memories of a shrouded figure just standing quietly and watching me sleep, or a pair of kind eyes appearing out of the darkness. I don’t know if it’s true or even possible; I’m not a religious person, so there is no built in belief of such things. Perhaps it’s just me wishing I had another chance to spend time with her, to laugh with her, tell her that I love her. Maybe I need to apologize to her. Maybe I need to tell her that I forgive her.
By Carl L Lane2 years ago in Chapters
