Fantasy
Sweet Dreams
I was a marine with a truck company in Afghanistan. We were attatched to a recon unit providing transportation for night ops. I have seen some crazy stuff. We even had a run in with the kandahar giant. It appear human but far from it. That was at that point the craziest, supernatural thing I had ever witnessed until I got out.
By Levi dotson5 years ago in Fiction
How a Clam Saved Elvis
Elvis Presley is here, and I will make him mine. Hot white sand grips the soles of my bare feet. I walk down the beach, searching the plants at the edge. Is this where the orchids grow? Maybe I should have asked one of the locals, but they don't like it when white people wander away from tourist centers.
By Deanna Cassidy5 years ago in Fiction
Abyss...
“This is crazy.” I thought to myself as I watched the world I once knew disappear right in front of me. I guess I should introduce myself. My name is Hayley. I am 21 years old and up until 2 days ago, I was a 4th year college student studying Media. This was NOT how I pictured life to be. In my head I was supposed to be working closely with the CEO of Google by the age of 25 and now I'm not even sure I'll make it to see that age. I used to have friends, family, a boyfriend but now I guess that doesn’t matter because I can’t find anyone, it's just me here… “This must be a sick joke, I thought that pranking show.. What is it called again? Right! Punk’D was cancelled decades ago.” I say to myself again. I have to find signs of life. Not only a sign of life but my family, friends and my boyfriend. My boyfriend... I sigh heavily thinking about Alex. I’ve known Alex since I was 6 and practically grew up together and didn’t realize how opposite we are. He challenges me to be better, do better and continue to keep my head up. I’m not afraid to speak my mind because of all the debates I've had with him. Just as much as we are opposite we are also the same and I just thank God for him. I have tears in my eyes as I look down at the heart shaped locket he gave me when we first started dating; we were 19. Inside is a picture of us making silly faces. The point of that was if we were ever to get angry at each other I would look inside the locket and laugh at the faces we made. But now all it does is make me want to cry.
By Fiyinfoluwa Pius5 years ago in Fiction
A Metal Spring
In turned out to be rather fortunate, in the end, that the King was not only very vain, but rather stupid too. When the necklace arrived with the morning's parcels, his staff (not so bright either) opened it with the routine of those used to receiving such gifts. Offerings, bribes and bestoyings are the daily bread of the King. This necklace appeared at first to be just another such present, though it did cause the slightest of pause amongst the King’s court for its unusual craftsmanship. It came inside a wooden box, with no note accompanying it. This too was a little odd. But the necklace was unmistakably beautiful, and there was the general consensus that such an object would befit their King well.
By elena nees5 years ago in Fiction
Jesus VR
Dennis Longhorn lay motionless in the leather recliner with his head inside of a black cube. Sometimes, as if dreaming, he would smile. Outside, rain rolled down the window and smeared the lights of the city. A man stood at the window and regarded the super-city while he waited for his partner to wake up. Ken Brown flicked his cigarette into an ashtray that sat on a desk by the window. The lights out there appeared to reach eternity. This was what used to be known as Phoenix. Las Vegas was now a suburb of Los Angeles.
By Tony Marsh5 years ago in Fiction
The Midnight Witches
Death was in the air tonight. It weaved its body within the branches and danced along with the leaves, haunting those not ready for its return. I longed for it to come because tonight was a special occasion for my brother and my best friend Miranda. They would become one for eternity within the underworld.
By MK Colbert5 years ago in Fiction
Aislinn and Iovita
Chapter 1: Loggers of Silverfoot As Iovita rounded the base of the large tree the axe that the logger had thrown at the agile elf, struck the tree with a thump. Iovita had no intention of killing the loggers that were unnecessarily cutting down the trees, but she wanted to make it to unprofitable for them to continue. The loggers on the other had were afraid for their lives, they were not fighters, they are just simple folk, they are just out trying to survive. Little did Iovita know that these men were not out here of their own volition. They are forced laborers. The Champoke organization has been strip logging the southern end of Silvanian Forest for over a decade now. The Dryads of the Silvanian have been doing their best to try and keep up with the devastation, but trees do not grow back overnight. The logging was now getting too close to the place that Iovita has been staying, this is something that she can not allow, she has sat around long enough now.
By Clay Wilkinson5 years ago in Fiction
THE GIANT
THE GIANT By Halima Abdullahi Am I dead? What happened to me? Somehow, the dreams I have been having constantly have become a reality. Nightmares that appear whenever my eyes close. But, from all the nightmares there was also a sweet part of the dream. However, let me start from the beginning. The beginning of how everything started.
By halima abdullahi5 years ago in Fiction
