Science Fiction
The Shattered Oath Part 4
The chamber erupted into chaos. Vaelin barely had time to react as the Vowbound warrior in obsidian armor lunged at him, the crackling energy in his gauntlet warping the air around it. Vaelin twisted aside, his sword flashing in a desperate parry. The impact sent a shockwave through his arm, the force unnatural—tainted by Veil magic.
By Richard Bailey12 months ago in Chapters
The Shattered Oath Part 3
The path through the Wraithwood twisted through ancient ruins, remnants of a forgotten age swallowed by time. Vaelin kept a firm grip on his sword as they followed Nyara and the Oathsworn deeper into the heart of the forest. The deeper they went, the more the air crackled with Veil energy—Elira could feel it pressing against her skin like a whisper of something long-buried waking from slumber.
By Richard Baileyabout a year ago in Chapters
🌙 Alif Laila – Chapter 1
In the glittering city of Baghdad, under the rule of the noble Caliph Harun al-Rashid, tales of wonder and justice echoed through the streets. Harun al-Rashid wasn’t just any ruler — he was a man of the people, known for disguising himself and walking among his citizens at night to understand their pain, struggles, and joys.
By Tales & Chroniclesabout a year ago in Chapters
The Shattered Oath Part 2
The journey beyond the city was a gauntlet of unseen threats. Vaelin and Elira rode hard through the storm-lashed countryside, following the path Garran had scrawled on a torn parchment before the Vowbound attacked. Each mile carried them deeper into the unknown, and further from the kingdom’s reach.
By Richard Baileyabout a year ago in Chapters
Before It Ends. Content Warning.
As soon as my mother left the room, I removed the ring and placed it back in my jewelry box. I even took a photo with my phone as proof, because I was doubting myself after seeing it on my finger. I tried to shake off the nightmares and the ring being on my finger as I went to take a shower. I kept having flashes of the shadow staring into my soul as I lay there unable to move in bed. As the water from the shower cascaded down my face, I tried to block the images from repeating in my head... it didn't help. I went down for breakfast, the vision of the shadow figure standing at my bedside, watching me... it continued to linger through my mind constantly.
By Luna Verityabout a year ago in Chapters
The Shattered Oath Part 1
The dagger came without warning. Vaelin barely had time to twist aside as the blade hissed past his throat, grazing his skin with a cold, unnatural sharpness. The assassin moved like a wraith, black-cloaked and silent, vanishing into the shadows of the inn’s dimly lit room before he could land a counterstrike. Elira’s voice cut through the chaos—sharp, urgent.
By Richard Baileyabout a year ago in Chapters
Weighted Choices
She sat on the edge of the dock. The lights across the city flickered in different areas from the rolling power surges. Fires danced sporadically in the streets. But here, at the dock, you couldn’t see that chaos. She looked up at the low laying clouds and it was just a gorgeous shifting light display rippling on the bottom of the ever-constant stratus clouds. The Washington coast was forever covered in clouds. She thought about the last thing Meimei had said before the radio communications fell. If she could get “to the middle of nowhere” they would meet up, and “bring a fanny pack”. Melody’s infectious laugh crackled out over the sound. She loved her little sister and really hoped someone would make it there. She had waited to long out here, trying to help these people.
By Maili Paulabout a year ago in Chapters
Shadow’s Veil – Part 5
The world lurched. Vaelin felt weightless, suspended in the rift between realms. Shadows curled around him like living tendrils, whispering in a language he didn’t understand, their voices slipping beneath his skin like threads of ice. Then—light. Blinding, searing, overwhelming.
By Richard Baileyabout a year ago in Chapters
Shadow’s Veil – Part 4
Vaelin hit the ground hard. His breath punched from his lungs as he tumbled through the darkness, his body rolling across something smooth and cold. He came to a stop on his back, staring up at a sky that wasn’t a sky at all—just an endless void swirling with fragmented light, twisting like liquid glass.
By Richard Baileyabout a year ago in Chapters
