Part 1

CHAPTER 1 - Wake Up, Owain
Blood pounds in his ears. He can hear his heart’s rapid beating, and all he can do is hope that it can’t be heard in this despairing silence. He folds his hands over his head and crouches beneath the table, staying as still as possible.
By Chloe2 years ago in Chapters
The Forgotten
Luther's POV Standing in the crowded marketplace, I watched the carriage carrying the queen parade by. I tried to hide in the shadows of my sister's market stall, not wanting to call attention to myself, for I knew of her demands for the humans that lived in this and the surrounding villages. Once you entered the castle, you either came out as one of them or never came out. I wanted neither scenario to befall me, and I should not have come into town today.
By KA Stefana 2 years ago in Chapters
My trip to Tokyo Japan
I’m a desk analyst, always wanting the best to come out. If you are a reader, please don’t mind, because this is one small part of my life. I don’t even know who’s writing this, well writer Tamseel I don’t even know her to be honest, My name is Alex, I'm not going to tell you my real name. I live in Australia, and my boss has bought me some tickets. These tickets were my trip to Japan and to observe the prices of milk. I work in Lactalis in south Brisbane, my boss standing in front of me. I stood up, took a deep breath and day to night he always wanted me to work.
By Syeda Tamseel Fatima2 years ago in Chapters
Never End: Chapter 1(Red Balloon). Content Warning.
Adam Louis sat in his usual spot at the back of the classroom, next to the window. The first rays of morning sun streamed through the glass, casting long shadows on the worn-out desks. It was just another ordinary day at school, or so it seemed.
By spooky session2 years ago in Chapters
Tarot: The Twenty-Two Major Arcana
I have been a Tarot reader, professionally, for eight years. In that time, I have done thousands and thousands of readings. I do them every day, in the wee hours of the morning, for people who sometimes call me multiple times in one day; some have been calling me, off and on, for years. I like to think that, after all that experience, I know a thing or two about Tarot. At least, I know a thing or two about the interpretation of cards.
By Tom Baker2 years ago in Chapters
UNCOMPLETED LOVE
I dashed across the roads, weaving through the crowds, feeling as though every passerby was casting curious glances my way. After all, who wouldn't take notice of a girl clutching a half-eaten sandwich in one hand and a bag in the other, sprinting with reckless abandon?
By Emily2 years ago in Chapters
The Wolves
There are things worse than wolves in those woods, trust me. When you hear their howl, run. Chief Ranger Talin’s warning echoed in her memory as Liv crawled on hands and knees through the undergrowth. Ahead of her, little Tivar crawled with the eagerness of a puppy. If her parents caught her out of bed and beyond the gates...That thought annoyed her even further. Her fourteenth harvest drew near, and yet they insisted on treating her like a child still.
By Matthew J. Fromm2 years ago in Chapters
To Return, Remember
“What’s it like on the Other Side?” Steph asked, looking up from their homework. “The other side...of what?” James asked. “I’m afraid I don’t understand where you’re going...”
By Lillianna Nightveil2 years ago in Chapters
Chapter 1: Elara from Goldkin Estate
Chapter 1: In a big, fancy house surrounded by tall trees and sparkly lakes, a girl named Elara was born. Her dad was a storeowner. Her mom stayed home. She had an older sister, 10 years older than her, who was always far away studying. Elara hardly saw her.
By Manisha Dhalani2 years ago in Chapters
Swami Vivekananda: A Beacon of Light and Inspiration
Swami Vivekananda, whose birth name was Narendranath Datta, was not just a man; he was a guiding light that continues to illuminate the path of millions even long after his passing. Born on January 12, 1863, in Kolkata, India, Vivekananda's life journey was one of profound spirituality, unwavering determination, and boundless compassion.
By Avhishek Agarwal2 years ago in Chapters
Echoes of the Forgotten Realm
The sun hung low in the sky, casting long shadows that stretched across the sleepy town of Oakridge. Maya Monroe, with her fiery red hair ablaze in the golden afternoon light, led her group of friends down the winding streets toward an abandoned building on the outskirts of town. The building stood like a forgotten sentinel, its weathered facade bearing the scars of time and neglect.
By EUNOIA2 years ago in Chapters
Navigator
"to Karen, for her wonderful idea" «When I was little, my biggest dream was to see the sea. "That world full of water and life that my father talked so much about."
By Yasmani Puentes2 years ago in Chapters