Fantasy
The Ink of the Void
The rain in Glenhaven didn’t just fall; it wept. It was a thick, shimmering precipitation that tasted faintly of ozone and old regrets. I watched it from my office window, the neon sign of the Wyvern’s Tail Tavern across the street flickering in a rhythmic, sickly purple. Every time the light hit a puddle, it sent a ripple of violet through the grime of the street. It was the kind of city where even the puddles felt like they were hiding something.
By Sai Marie Johnson8 days ago in Chapters
Family Obligations Chapter Two
Cole took a deep breath through his nose as he exited the portal behind Davin, his daughter secure on his hip. The smell of home soaked into his pores and he could feel himself relax minutely. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see his daughter turning her head from side to side as she tried to take everything in. She tugged gently on his beard, something that made him smile since that had been what she’d done as a baby when they’d fallen asleep together. “Daddy,” she said in what he was sure she thought was a whisper, “is this Santa?”
By Reb Kreyling14 days ago in Chapters
Sacrifices For The Balance Chapter 8: The Investigations Get Serious
Lady Astor parked her electric SUV just outside the dog rescue. She had decided to start with Maddy Tennyson; even if she couldn't get her to commit to her cause, she could be useful in gauging the political environment. She had decided to go with the jeans and boots look; she was as ready to work as she was to talk.
By Jamais Jochim15 days ago in Chapters
Sacrifices for the Balance Chapter 9: Life on the Front
Percival has to deal with the cold war at home and finds a clue while Wendy does some research. As Percival walked into his trailer, he wasn't sure whether he should be amused or worried. Nier had wasted no time in putting up the obligatory “NO ENTRANCE” sign on his door. Establishing his territory. How cute. Roderick was planted in front of the television playing GTA5, next to him was a large bottle of beer and a bowl of pepperoni ends on the table, his go-tos on a rough day. It didn't take the skills of the tribe's best investigator to figure out why.
By Jamais Jochim15 days ago in Chapters
Sparrow on a Plank Chapter 12: Finding Heaven Before Going to Hades
Hajime was smiling. He had just eaten a great meal and had been gifted the leftovers as well as a bag of takoyaki. The sun was in the sky with nary a cloud and he had a great job that involved a lot of travel. Better yet, his fortune cookie had said that his life was looking up.
By Jamais Jochim16 days ago in Chapters
Tattoos & Rail Guns Chapter 12: The Little Shoeshine Boy
The gargoyle dropped off the camera and flew out of the rook. Deezle the Defiler hooked the camera up to his laptop and proceeded to watch the footage. He became visibly more upset with every frame. At the end, he had to prevent himself from smashing the camera to bits or at least tossing it through a wall. He couldn't believe what he had seen; he hadn't expected the shade to survive; it was a minor demon at best and therefore imminently expendable, but it had practically died on arrival. The soldiers could have killed it.
By Jamais Jochim20 days ago in Chapters
Kissing Cindy. Content Warning.
TAUGHT YOUNG Happily ever after was never what she was chasing. Cindy’s stepmother made certain of that. Jealous of a child who still believed in rescue, she taught Cinderella early that princes were not saviors; they were opportunities. That love, once offered, became leverage, and in a kingdom built on power, leverage was everything. She was taught to break hearts the way others broke bread: deliberately, without apology, and always to survive. The woman who taught her to wield love as a weapon would later frame her as a sunset of darkness for using it too well. Beautiful, blamed, and accused of causing darkness.
By Jessica Higginbotham22 days ago in Chapters
