Fantasy

The Last Train Home
he station clock struck eleven, and the last train waited on the platform. Its headlights cut through the mist like watchful eyes, and the empty carriages hummed with a restless silence.
By Rowaid7 months ago in Chapters
Ancient Autumn Calm
Introduction This is my sixty-second piece inspired by Angie Livingstone's inspirational artwork. I love the beautiful autumnal colours in this work.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 7 months ago in Chapters
Somebody's Someone - Chapter Six
The yellow glow of the lanterns still illuminated the quiet street when the first patrol car arrived, followed closely by a second. The atmosphere, which had held an air of festivity just moments ago, now felt heavy with tension. Two officers stepped out—one in his mid-40s, with a square jaw and a rigid posture suggesting he hadn’t blinked since boot camp. The other was younger and leaner, holding his belt like a shield, as if authority was something to be gripped tightly. Their names were stitched across their chests: Hollins and Greaves.
By Neshzivne Dadirri7 months ago in Chapters
Majesty Creature
One moment, Avea was drifting into the cosmic cloud, and the next, she was plummeting, her face landing harshly against solid ground. Her body lay sprawled across the cold surface, and truthfully, Avea felt she lacked the strength to even lift her head. That is, until the murmurs around her.
By KEATA7 months ago in Chapters
The Reign of Ash and Blossom Ch. 6
Chapter 6 – The Last Bloom The world had bent beneath Selvara’s reign. Kingdoms burned, thrones fell, and wherever her banners flew, the blossoms of her garden bloomed in streets of ash. But in the mountains, where fugitives clung to life and whispers of prophecy stirred, a spark refused to die.
By Kyle7 months ago in Chapters
Program Zero
"What the hell, Zac?!!!" A hooded figure shouted as he leaped over the rooftops of the Akihabara District in Tokyo, Japan. Their navy blue and gray camo cloak fluttered in the night sky as they moved silently over the brightly lit bustling city streets.
By Name NotIncluded7 months ago in Chapters
The Reign of Ash and Blossom Ch. 5
Chapter 5 – The Fugitives and the Flame The mountains of Eldoria had once been crowned with orchards and bright stone keeps. Now, only wind and ash lingered in the valleys. Along a narrow pass, a small band of survivors trudged, cloaks drawn close against the chill. Among them was the king’s daughter, her regal bearing worn thin by hunger, and Kael’s family – his wife and children – their faces hardening into masks of endurance.
By Kyle7 months ago in Chapters
The Reign of Ash and Blossom
Chapter 4 – The Reign of Ash and Bloom The world beyond Eldoria had whispers of Selvara before, in old songs sung only by candlelight. But now her name was no longer whispered. It was carved into banners, carried by marching feet, and screamed across burning fields.
By Kyle7 months ago in Chapters
Real Love vs. Infatuation: 6 Psychological Signs You've Found The Real Deal
You can’t sleep. You can’t eat. Your phone lighting up with their name sends a jolt of electricity straight to your heart. It feels like love—it really does. But is it the real deal, or just a spectacular case of infatuation?
By Epic Vibes7 months ago in Chapters
To Return, Remember
They blinked—and the endless staircase vanished. In its place: fluorescent lights, a buzzing projector, and the sterile scent of dry-erase markers filled their senses. They sat at a desk near the back of a classroom. Papers rustled. A chalkboard read:
By Lillianna Nightveil7 months ago in Chapters
The Rooster Who Would Not Be Quiet!
Imagine waking up in a village where every corner hums with life. Children laugh in the streets, neighbors greet one another in song, the kettle whistles cheerfully, and music spills out of windows like sunlight. This was La Paz—a place as colorful in sound as it was in spirit.
By Fazal Ur Rahman7 months ago in Chapters
Reign of Ash and Blossom Ch. 3
Chapter 3 – The Queen’s Claim Kael woke to the scent of blossoms. Not the faint trace of a garden carried on the wind, but the heavy, clinging perfume of a thousand blooms crowding the air. It coated his lungs, filled his thoughts, made the world soft at the edges.
By Kyle7 months ago in Chapters