Fantasy
Mors Invicta: Remembered Only as Footnotes
Unsheathed, my blade shone like the moon on the darkest eve as the sun rose above me. Though it had yet to meet the entrails of the beasts that threatened peace and sanity, my hands were bathed in the blood of legions.
By Paul Stewartabout 3 hours ago in Fiction
The Guardian
Shadow Beasts, Jikininki, Beast Masters, a Telepathic Dragon, and who knows what else is out there. The Citadel may consider him an adult, but this was a lot for his eighteen-year-old mind to take in. He also didn’t totally trust the Citadel Elders. There was something in Cronos’s body language that betrayed his words. What Alexander needed was to speak with someone from his own community. He needed to speak with Dr. Jason.
By Mark Gagnonabout 4 hours ago in Fiction
Bound by Blood
Nicolas Winters had taken a long time to get everything together, including a storage unit locker from a place no one would go snooping. He'd also need someone who would take care of it in his place. Who, though, could he give it to? Nicolas remembered that he had a cousin on his brother's side of the family who had a son. They would be the perfect person to inherit this curse he had gotten himself into.
By 3rrornightshiftabout 23 hours ago in Fiction
Wolf Kindred
Njall had never felt comfortable in the pinewood of the Blackmore clan's lands. The trees here seemed to grow beyond the rules of the ground, reaching out to the sky mother who blanketed the air above. The environment gave him a sense of unease that rarely ceased, even though he'd been born here, had grown up here - became an apprentice under their shadowy canopy here.
By Amanda Starksa day ago in Fiction
The Gift of a Green Vase
No one was surprised when Kim and I ended up working in the same office. After all, we’d grown up in the same neighborhood, living just a couple of houses down from each other. We went to the same high school. Heck, we even left for college together.
By Matt Reichera day ago in Fiction
