Fiction
MT. TORREFY Ch. 1 Entrance
Sunlight breaks through a thick layer of clouds as day begins to break. It's seven in the morning, cold settles in greeting the outskirts of town with a harsh breeze. Snow begins to gently fall from a grey toned sky. Aaron, a lively energetic ten year old boy, and his brazen but calculated sixteen year old sister Ceciel, stand outside of their rundown house. Both, bundled up in layers of clothing to keep themselves warm. Aaron snickers at the cold as his cheeks turn a bright red with each passing breeze. Ceciel adjusts his jacket, then zips it up tight.
By Giovanni Tejadaabout a year ago in Chapters
The Iinglish Of Dynya: Part 1
Mr. Bunch woke up at exactly seven-thirty on Tuesday morning. He had woken up at seven-thirty on Tuesday morning ever since the hotel had introduced the buffet at eight. His alarm was playing “London Calling” on Spotify. He was very chuffed with the fact he could do that sort of thing, ever since his adult nephew, Malcolm, had shown him several years ago back in Iinglatera. Mr. Bunch wasn’t much for technology. He hated the years spent in the council offices after they brought in computers. Clacking things, he thought, chuckling to himself for no apparent reason, other than the habit. No. Good paper and pen will do fine. Why should he have to use computers? He was already good at his job. Just seemed lazy, and a potential risk; it’ll mean anyone can work for the council, and they won’t need to add or subtract or remember anything.
By Conor Matthewsabout a year ago in Chapters
He's not dead! The prototype of the heroic son Wang Cheng is still alive and has been hiding for decades, and the reason is tear jerking
But many people don't know that the prototype of Wang Cheng is still alive today! Because he almost never mentioned his time during the Korean War, went incognito for decades, and even his wife and children didn't know about it.
By KIMBERLY BAKERabout a year ago in Chapters
One Big Fall, During Fall - Continuation
Mrs Chav couldn't take it anymore. Her dear daughter was, well...very dear to her and losing her was devastating. Mrs Chav stormed out of the house, her husband confused, and stood, staring at the fern gently waving in the wind.
By Ankitaa Arun💕about a year ago in Chapters
Across the Desert
**Chapter 4: The Predator and the Prey** --- Before the family of Alvarez lay an unending expanse of desert, which was devoid of life and quite severe. As the family made their way down the mountains, the heat became more intense, and there was again, a change in the area. The meager shade cast by the cliffs was soon replaced with endless desert areas, where every hill seemed like a desolate wasteland. There was no time to stand in wonder of the land – survival was the only focus.
By yousif hajiabout a year ago in Chapters
Harper's Hill, Chapter 5: A Town Filled With Faces
Fall in Harper's Hill was always beautiful, even on the East side of town, where there wasn't too much that looked all that pretty. Travelling over the hill during Fall was nice, because Emily got to be at the top of the hill and see all of the trees changing colours. The forest looked like it was on fire. But it was also bittersweet, because she knew that Winter was coming, and she had a hell of a time with the big hill when it was covered in ice.
By Amanda Doyleabout a year ago in Chapters
The Neptune Incident
On June 7, 2041, a mysterious and terrifying event occurred on Neptune, one that defied scientific explanation and left the world in a state of shock and fear. What began as a routine observation of the distant ice giant turned into a cosmic nightmare, as Neptune became the epicenter of an inexplicable phenomenon that threatened to rewrite the laws of astrophysics.
By Cosmic Dreadabout a year ago in Chapters
Across the Desert
Chapter 3 :The Harsh Desert The Alvarez family woke up in the wee hours first; the cold prick of a still biting desert were not itchy. A vigilant coyote, who was always at the ready, gave them the cue to go and quickly prepare for the move. The night was sleepless with the cold of the desert entering their bones, yet they should still move. Whatever seconds are left, they need to amplify their wcarsnkljoosh or whatever it is they are into. Restless was the night with the desert's chill reaching their bones, but they had to move on. Lack of time was a serene reminder that their race through the threats of the burning desert was right next to them, together with a solid ground of border patrols most of the time.
By yousif hajiabout a year ago in Chapters
