Fantasy

Double Trouble
When she was created she was given the gift of curiosity. Her beauty was impeccable and her figure was flawless. She was the visual and physical perfection of a woman. Created by the god Zeus, he named her Pandora which means “gift to all”. She was designed to be the wife of Epimetheus, the creator of mankind.
By Mettle Heart5 years ago in Fiction
Death; the end?
This place that is now a desolate wasteland was once my home. This place, so riddled with grief, anger and death was once rich with compassion and peace... and hope. When I look at the grey skys, smell the mixture of dead bodies that are piled in the streets and demolished building I can’t help but weep about how it never had to be this way.
By Joshua Jano5 years ago in Fiction
The Hyperdome
Gripping the locket, Walter sunk to his knees and kissed the arid ground. He gave thanks to the planes of the Wastes, for although almost baron, they had reared him. His body, sinewy and scarred as it was, felt strong and his heart thudded tremendously in his chest at the prospect of revenge. He opened the locket to gaze at their beloved faces one final time.
By Bede 5 years ago in Fiction
Lockets for Sale or Trade
Lockets For Sale or Trade “Lockets! Get your heart lockets here!”, the man called out. “I got red ones, I got yellow ones, I got green ones too”, he put emphasis on ‘green’, smiling slyly as the voices in the large hall went from a deafening roar to a stunned silence. Now that he had their attention he continued with his pitch.
By Robin Edwards5 years ago in Fiction
The Good Shepherd
Humans first opposed us. But then we were deemed a necessary tool, a necessary evil. They protested and debated for the will of God and fate and nature. But like patients whose lives depended on doctors, they abandoned the natural as we became their only hope and once we rescued them from their oncoming white light they thanked their God.
By T Owens5 years ago in Fiction
Fantasy Non Fiction
Greetings Everyone. August of 2019 my fiancee passed away from a massive heart attack at the age of 45. She was a wonderful woman with a heart of gold larger than Fort Knox who stood by my side as my warrior princess. A strong and honorable woman who's love was a truly a treasure.
By Timothy Sokoloff5 years ago in Fiction
our escape
29.07.3032 Im sick of it! I spend my days the same, wake up before dawn gather my things and start walking, look for food, find shelter and run. I despise it here, there’s always something in the darkness out to get you. Not a day goes by where I live in peace. Im tired and finding it hard to continue. Going from empty house to empty house, covered in dust and relics from the past. I long for people, for laughter again. I just want a safe place, a moment to stand still and clear my head. Im always on the move, a person with nowhere to go and no where I can just be. And honestly im finding it hard to remember a time when I was still.
By danielle5 years ago in Fiction
The Undergrowth
After sitting in this windowless, lifeless room for at least twenty minutes the door finally opens, and in walks a woman and two men who now stand at the front of the table.
By EMILY BRADLEY5 years ago in Fiction
The Four Witches of the Four Realms
The Four Witches of the Four Realms The time read 3 a.m.- the witching hour. Ahmya looked around the room attempting to find what woke her. The room was still, the sound of silence buzzing in her ears. Her throat dry Ahmya made her way down the hall towards the kitchen. It was then that she noticed her grandmother’s door ajar. The house appeared to shift under her, her heart sinking into her stomach.
By Angel Schroeder5 years ago in Fiction
Behind The Wall
My name is Carver. The Year is 2121. The Earth has been a wasteland since the Antilles; this malformed prickled face lizard looking things. They destroyed our planet, killed off more than half the world population; the nastiest of them stayed with us: torturing us, enslaving us. It has been said many times that someone out there will save us, kind of like a superhero, but we all know that superheroes don’t exist. We all know that they only live in a fantasy world. We all know that we are the only ones who can save us, is us.
By Gabriela Menendez5 years ago in Fiction
Coal Black
Sarah knew the price for her child would be terrible. When she went to Miss Mary, begging the old woman for her help, she knew. Sarah had wept and wailed, inconsolably distraught over the loss of her newlywed husband. Tom had died in a coal mining accident. She couldn’t live without him. Wouldn’t live without a little piece of him with her.
By Hannah Trusty5 years ago in Fiction
A Souls Contract
In the vast expanse of the Multiverse, many things, ideas, entities and beyond exist. From great planetary bodies to gaseous stars; Life forms both great and small; creatures and features beyond your minds reaches; homes and getaways, fields and lands. All things that you fathom, any existence you can imagine, you can times it infinitly greater than. Existence is energy, existence is fluid, existence flows fervid, existence is vivid. It's found throughout all dimensional spaces. An existence in itself where you live in the world that you have created for yourself.
By Gerscel Joseph5 years ago in Fiction