Fan Fiction

The Heart of Snowmar
Tomar pats the freshly turned dirt with his shovel and wipes his brow before letting out a sigh of relief. “There,” he says to himself. Almost to make this all feel more real, “the last of the Tomar Emeralds are hidden.” Confident that nobody saw him he traveled home using what little residual power the emeralds left within him. His driving his pink convertible something, it helped him cope with his burdens. The burdens of all that power he possessed. The wind flowing around him, he could feel the inhuman speeds he was able to make the car travel at. Weaving carelessly through traffic.
By Unabated Lemon5 years ago in Fiction
The LOGO
Another rave review. Just when recording superstar Luther Pendergrass thought that he had reached the pinnacle of success in the music industry, another door swung open for him. This was the opportunity of a lifetime, and passing it up wasn't going to be an option for "LP". He was given a very large sum of money from the guy who gave him his first break in the music industry, and continued to mentor and guide him along on his musical journey.
By Fred D Donaldson5 years ago in Fiction
The perfect person
I can control anything, but my emotions. That is how I will start my speech. But before I can write, I must sleep. For a girl of seventeen years old, I seem to have life down packed. Good grades- check! Good Family- Check! And a Fairly decent part time job- check! I was on track to having a great career and going to a great school. The only thing wrong in my life was you. I had never known love or made time for. I was so self-absorbed in my own success that when you came I lost all control. Emotions overtook me and I felt trapped in someone else’s body. I was a puppet with someone else pulling the strings. And this all started, the summer of 2014.
By Shannon Manning5 years ago in Fiction
A. “Sugar”
Transcript from Texas Rangers Interview with Carl Potts (1909-1981) –Date of Interview 11/18/1981-Galveston Texas— •Rangers’ words have been redacted from this transcript•
By Isaac Haldeman 5 years ago in Fiction
Savior
She had resisted him all night. Instead of surrendering she had fought him. Each time, she fought him with everything she had in her. After the third time, he had fallen asleep. He didn't know when she had left but the last thing he remembered was her curled up into a ball, crying. Oh, well. At least he was satisfied Her, well, he really didn't care. She would either get used to it and surrender, or, fight the good fight every night. Her choice. He figured he'd better go look for her. Just as he stepped out of the bedroom he saw her standing in front of the surveillance monitor as though she was in a trance. She held in her hand a diamond powered lava ray gun, or should I say cannon. This thing could kill anything by burning and disintegrating it in a single blast. Was she planning on using this on him?
By Nelly Black5 years ago in Fiction
Curse of the Were-Bull
The sun began to set in The Constant, the sky turning a warning shade of red. The movements around base became more hurried, everyone running in and out of the wooden gate in preparation for nightfall.
By Muchtar Suryawan5 years ago in Fiction
Dynasty: A Batman Tale Introduction
Dynasty: A Batman Tale is a work of Fan Fiction. As the author of this story, I must disclose no association with DC Comics. Batman is a creation of Bob Kane and Bill Finger.
By Jarad Mann5 years ago in Fiction
New Beginnings
It is not generally realised that Macbeth made a third visit to the witches on the blasted heath, in addition to the two that are recorded in the famous Scottish play by that bloke from Stratford with the receding hairline.
By John Welford5 years ago in Fiction
Pro-Wrestling and Fanfic Are My Jam
I stood behind the bright curtain, waiting for my cue with sweaty hands and tight ankles. My wrestling boots doubled-tripled knotted at the tops of my knees.
By shayna5 years ago in Fiction
Dynasty: A Batman Tale Part 20
NOW From the main balcony of the watchtower, Barbara could see the entire Gotham skyline. The sun would rise in a few hours, until then the light from the Bat-signal filled the sky above Gotham City. It had been years since her father had turned it on.
By Jarad Mann5 years ago in Fiction
Dynasty: A Batman Tale Part 18
NOW The fog hovering over Gotham Harbor was dancing in colored light as the Gotham Police and Harbor Patrol boats were surrounding the Antarctica. Penguin was pacing back and forth his chalice in one hand, his extended cigarette in the other. In a few moments Ivy would be in police custody and if she had any additional information now was the time to retrieve it. He needed to find out why they disappeared. Penguin feared now that Joker had returned, the past might have returned with him. The murder of the Mad Hatter Jervis Tetch may be proof that it did.
By Jarad Mann5 years ago in Fiction
Dynasty: A Batman Tale Part 23
NOW The gateway into Gotham Harbor, surrounded by mosaic walls of sharp edged rocks and death defying cliffs allows room for only one freighter to enter or exit the bay at a time. On the southern side of the perilous oceanic entrance, high above the waterline stands Kraken’s Lighthouse. The monolithic lantern is the oldest, tallest and longest continually running beacon in the country, its massive twelve foot bulb radiates light around the channel from Gotham Harbor to the Atlantic every sixty-seconds.
By Jarad Mann5 years ago in Fiction