Fantasy
Woodworks of Video Games
Bright lights flash across the screen. Loud music and sound effects sound off. Different controls to mess with. Create your character. But choose wisely. Organize your inventory. Trade with NPC's. Sell what you don't need. Dye your armor and weapons. Go into battle and defeat the evil forces.
By Kelsie Cohu3 months ago in Chapters
Sacrifices for the Balance Chapter 3: The Most Unusual Patient
[The last chapter can be found here.] Jena parked her Bug outside the Elspeth County Hospital. She clocked in and went to her assigned station. Tonight was one of her "special nights"; as a member of the coven that worked the hospital, she occasionally had to track down certain patients and look at their charts. This would be one of those times: Just last night Melissa Ortega, a member of the coven, had been admitted. According to her charts, Melissa should make a total recovery, at least physically; she had suffered a few minor abrasions but was otherwise unharmed. Shame about Jimmy; he had been a good kid. The investigator would be getting a lot of "mysterious" help.
By Jamais Jochim3 months ago in Chapters
Sacrifices for the Balance Chapter 4: Visiting the Akashic Record
Jena stepped through and closed the door. She found herself in a crowd of people, which surprised her. She searched the faces, looking for Peter's. It took her a few moments, but she finally saw a shock of red hair. She walked over to the person attached to it. She reached her hand to him. “Peter? Peter Stonehound?”
By Jamais Jochim3 months ago in Chapters
Sacrifice for the Balance Chapter 2: The Queen Enters The Game
[The last chapter can be found here.] Lady Astor Mary Brisbane did not like what the motorcycle helmet would do to her hair, but it was better than using the limousine. Tomasz Cel Tradat had picked her up from the airport and had given her the choice of a limousine or a motorcycle. One look at the gorgeous red Harley Davidson with its chrome, and she knew the limousine was the worse of the two rides. While she loved the ostentatiousness of the limousine, it would never make it to the hidden village she was traveling to.
By Jamais Jochim3 months ago in Chapters
The Night the Stars Fell Silent. AI-Generated.
Mira had always believed that the universe spoke in light — in pulses, in echoes, in subtle vibrations that only telescopes and sensitive minds could understand. From childhood, she had felt connected to the night sky in a way that no one around her ever understood. While others saw stars, she saw patterns. While others saw darkness, she felt presence.
By shakir hamid3 months ago in Chapters
Goeiemorgend, Luister Naar De Draaien
Introduction I found this beautiful image on Debbie's Magical Brew below. I thought Goeiemorgend was the artist and "Luister naar de kraaien" was the name of the painting, but Goeiemorgend means "Good Morning" and "Luister naar de kraaien" means Listen To The Crows.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 3 months ago in Chapters
Tattoos & Rail Guns Chapter 3: A World Recreated
Lieutenant Sawyer couldn't help but superimpose the past onto the future as they walked to the dretch's home. Even a few years ago the area they were walking through would have been a bustling small town, with people crowding the sidewalks and hovercars swarming the road. The sun would be gleaming off the buildings. Rapid City, South Dakota, had become a metropolis by 2098, on the cutting edges of cybernetics and material technology, as well as near the largest herds of bison.
By Jamais Jochim3 months ago in Chapters
A Devil’s Oath (chapter 1)
The letter arrived on a quiet and cloudy Monday, stuffed beneath Katherine’s dormitory door like a secret someone was too afraid to deliver in daylight. No return address. No signature. Only a wax seal—deep crimson, stamped with a foreign crest: a dragon, its fiery flame blown into the shape of a devil’s horn.
By Mary Camilli 3 months ago in Chapters
Adventures of Oahron (part 8)
Wind whistles itself a lingering howl, yet still there is a stretching silence to follow. Neither dead nor harmed, Oahron sits in the middle of a mysterious hollow, still shrinking from the curse. The door is gone now, and Magenta is outside the walls pacing in panic. She has grown very fond of this young Zenroe boy already, and she was right about him not escaping, only wrong about him being dead.
By Netanel Lynn3 months ago in Chapters
