Adventure
"Island Heat"
Chapter One: Shadows of the Dancehall In the heart of Kingston, Jamaica, where the rhythm of reggae pulses through the vibrant streets, Zara McKenzie, with wild curls and a spirit as untamed as the Caribbean breeze, finds herself drawn to the alluring energy of the dancehall. Little does she know that her path is about to intersect with the mysterious Malik "Rasta" Thompson, a charismatic figure with a shadowy past that clings to him like a second skin.
By Racquel Gordon2 years ago in Chapters
"Tropical Rhythms"
Chapter One: Island Serendipity In the heart of Jamaica, where the sun-kissed beaches meet the vibrant rhythms of reggae, lived two souls destined to dance to the beat of love. Meet Kaya, a spirited local artist with a heart as colorful as her canvases, and Malik, a charismatic musician whose melodies echoed the soul of the island.
By Racquel Gordon2 years ago in Chapters
36E BMW
We all wish to live an adventure, imagining what it could be. We don't reach it; our minds simply wander far away, beyond the imagination of writers, like a pure Bollywood movie scenario. Our minds mock us when they return to logic. But what we don't know is that logic is the greatest deceiver, capable of making us heroes in a real novel without us realizing it. If the adventures we imagined and mocked actually happened in the real world, our minds couldn't comprehend and portray them as scenes.
By Ameen younis2 years ago in Chapters
Venus Part 2
Chapter Two "The only true wisdom is in knowing you know nothing." -Socrates We headed outside to meet Vincent inside the bunker. To the onlooker, it looked like a large garden shed. Still no clue how our parents could have even afforded something that I once deemed useless. It was around lunchtime so the sun was high in the sky. I lit a cigarette on our walk towards the bunker. I hoped Estella didn’t mind but my nerves were fried. How many more COVID Zombies were out there? Was it just the few? Are more people walking up dead? I finished up my cigarette very quickly. Thank God I had a nicotine vape tucked away in my backpack.
By Chloe Rose Violet 🌹2 years ago in Chapters
Chapter 9: Foundation
Prologue // Chapter 1: The Queen is Dead...Again // Chapter 2: The Ball // Chapter 3: Long Live The 7th Queen // Chapter 4: Don't cry, beg, or scream. // Chapter 5: The Plucking of a Flower // Chapter 6: Unexpected Allies // Chapter 7: The Night The Lights Went Out For Mia // Chapter 8: The Most Dangerous Strategy Game
By Hope Martin2 years ago in Chapters
Theo's Sweet-tooth
Chapter One Miss Ulla, despite needing help, refused it. She had lived in her small Swedish village for ninety-two years and wasn't about to leave the house she was born in for an elderly care facility; in fact she would only allow people to leave notes or food on her back porch. The postwoman made one exception for Ulla, that being leaving her mail just inside the mud room door under a weighty stone. The trash collector often skipped her as she rarely threw anything away. In fact, other than a local hunter, Theo, she had not been seen by anyone is the last five or so years.
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)2 years ago in Chapters
Fractured Reality: Chapter 2
In the heart of the laboratory, bathed in the gentle glow of humming machinery, Dr. Eleanor Harper meticulously prepared the Dreamcatcher for its next venture into the uncharted territories of dreams. The air buzzed with anticipation, the trio—Eleanor, Cipher, and Lily—gathered around the sleek apparatus that held the key to unlocking the secrets of the collective subconscious.
By asdasd asd2 years ago in Chapters
Fractured Reality
Dr. Eleanor Harper navigated the hallowed halls of her laboratory, a sanctum pulsating with the energy of scientific revelation. At thirty-five, she carried the weight of intellect in every stride, a woman on the precipice of an uncharted frontier. Raven hair, kissed by strands of silver, framed a face etched with the lines of ceaseless curiosity. A lab coat, stained by the echoes of experimentation, draped over her shoulders, and stylish glasses perched on her nose. Eleanor's quest in neuroscience had birthed the Dreamcatcher, a device poised to redefine humanity's communion with dreams.
By asdasd asd2 years ago in Chapters
