Fan Fiction
Always
He sat down by her side, tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear, the beeping of machines filling his ears. For the first time in two months he wished he weren’t here. He wished this hadn’t fallen to him. He wished this hadn’t happened to her. He wished a lot of things. But her father had already said his goodbyes, her mother standing by her bedside, tears streaming down her face. Ian shook his head and pushed yesterday from his mind. He took in the white walls of the hospital room, trying to grasp some sense of serenity. All those years wasted and now it comes to this. Ian looked back down to his partner. Pseudo-partner. Well, he was her pseudo-partner. A writer shadowing a homicide detective for research and she was the one who got hurt. Ian suddenly remembered the last time they were in the hospital together. It was a couple years ago. She had broken her ankle chasing after a suspect.
By Aubrey Berry4 years ago in Fiction
How does that work? (3-way sequel)
“Let’s break it down then!” Elaine yells, her hands moving into fists. “From religious to classics to regular—” “Obviously, I’m correct, Elaine. My list has the most quintessential and heartfelt choices. No doubt,” George spouts, interrupting her speech.
By Melissa Ingoldsby4 years ago in Fiction
Chapter 9:
The silence of the the forest encased the cabin in peace. Dragonfly and Peter sat next to the fire to warm themselves. In the distance, the wolves were howling in the moonlit night. Their singing was eerily comforting to Peter. The animal songs of the night was in full force and echoed through the trees. Yet, the wind rested and the snow drifted around the cabin.
By Sheila L. Chingwa4 years ago in Fiction
3-way
Set in modern day New York, the year is 2021, and an aging Jewish comedian is in his apartment. The dewy dawn has arrived and it is 6:21 in the morning. He had a very strange dream last night. He makes fresh coffee and adds too much cream, spilling some on his counter. He cleans it up, and sighs.
By Melissa Ingoldsby4 years ago in Fiction
Night call
Connie watched the scene from her seat with a slightly intoxicated smirk. It was a movie-perfect house party. Young adults horny, happy, and inhibited—the sound of 'Anderson. Paak was blaring through the speakers as her peers danced so close that it felt like the height of summer instead of the dead of winter, Daniel and Patricia among them. They were lost in their own world.
By theodore amos4 years ago in Fiction
HE-MAN & THE MOTU: 12/6/2021 - CHAPTER #1
Nighttime, in dining room of the palace Eternia. ORKO, the Court Jester of the Royal Palace performs magic tricks for his audience. KING RANDOR, QUEEN MARLENA with their 6 year old son PRINCE ADAM, and 10 year-old TEELA, daughter of DUNCAN (MAN-AT-ARMS)- -Captain of the Royal Guard. Sit at the dinner table.
By GARY MAZIN4 years ago in Fiction
Evil and GOD
Day in and day out, Duck, who was nicknamed that because she would always waddle slowly doing her normal routine: Waking up, going to school, coming back home, doing homework, and chores. She never showed a zest for life. She lived inside of her own bubble. On the weekend, she attended church, practically all day on Sundays. Duck was a PK (Preacher's Kid). She would sit tirelessly listening to sermons and her parents’ teachings that she became numb. Her life was humdrum and sad. She was simply bored. She did not receive all the attention she really wanted or needed. She did receive a hug daily so she felt loved, but only through affection rather than parental guidance, discipline, support, and other role model behaviors. She felt her siblings were the apple of her parent's eye. She often asked herself, “Do my family really know me?” And thought to herself, I bet they can’t tell me my favorite candy, favorite color, favorite movie, favorite sports team, or whether or not I even like sports at all. Can they even see me, who (or what) am I to them? I wonder do they wish they wouldn’t have had me. You know, stopped after my brother and sister. I mean they had the perfect setup, a boy and a girl. That’s an American dream for a family wanting kids, right?
By Adrainne Thompson4 years ago in Fiction
