Adventure
Chosen
Within the room, hidden deep underground, Arthur had grown comfortable in the welcome light of candles that illuminated the table. Littered with notes, tomes, jars full of powders and other ingredients, his workstation had also become the normal haunt of this alchemist. Though working for the order of paladins, ordained by the church and by the king, had its own rewards as well.
By D J Smithson4 years ago in Fiction
Chosen
As the sun drew low over the distant horizon, the foothills of the Black Mountains painted an amazing picture, passed the church steeple and baron’s castle to the northwest of this neighborhood. Kavayen eyed the lazily drifting clouds painted in brilliant orange, red and shadowed in purple and dark grey. From behind, Elizabeth hugged him, laying her head against his broad shoulder. Placing his right hand upon her own, he caressed it lovingly as they stood in the kitchen.
By D J Smithson4 years ago in Fiction
Almost a Daughter
“Would you still like me if I wasn’t a girl?” Her voice was so low he wasn’t sure he heard right so rather than answering right off, he just stared at her. She tossed her head to one side, sable hair storming over her shoulders, glanced back at him for a quick second, clear eyes blue and penetrating, then turned away. Not a girl? Jordyn sure looked a girl. His body responded to her whenever she was close to him the same way it did all girls. That involuntary stiffening, the want, that indecent want, a clawing need. And yet, and yet…
By Dan Glover4 years ago in Fiction
What a Reality
They were suited up in full battle armour, fighting aliens similarly suited up. They had to gain control of the alien ship in order to defeat them, but the aliens kept changing, adapting to the soldiers' fighting styles and weapons. They had to distract the aliens. So they focused their efforts at the front of the ship. All the aliens began to hoard there, leaving only a few sentries at random locations on the perimeter. One of the soldiers with stealth mode on his armour, engaged it and moved around to the rear where the entrance was. As their sentries swapped out for fresh troops, with his cloaking device turned on, he was easily able to slip onto the ship. Undetected, he caught the alien soldiers off-guard. When he killed the first one, the weapons components of the alien armour unexpectedly released from the alien suit. They then gravitated towards him, attached and adapted to his suit. What remained of the suit and the alien’s body then disintegrated and completely disappeared without a trace.
By Miffy Baker4 years ago in Fiction
Inheritors of the Ancients
Chapter 3 The Reluctant Shadow Phenton McNair was known for his brawn, his massive size, and his power. But he was no dullard, by any means. Training was more than a show of physical strength for him. It’s where he did his best thinking. The focus helped exercise his mind. He wasn’t all mass, he was charismatic and clever. The deadliest combination…both on and off the battlefield. But alas, he had yet to experience battle. Hence his constant training. At present, he trained alone, if you ignored the throng of villagers gathered along the edge of the training yard. Feigning as if he didn’t notice them was part of the ruse. The enjoyment. He had to be tactful. Thankfully, Lady Tamryn insisted on him training alone and did not accompany him today. She could always tell when his mind strayed. And she was keen to take advantage of those openings. She never let the opportunity slide to teach him a lesson. Let him know that he still had room to grow.
By Jonathan La'Frank Hairston4 years ago in Fiction
Reason First: Female Kicked by Policia!
One doesn’t need to know a lick of Spanish to process what went on in a place frequented by brown people. A young female started twerking on a police cruiser in a Hispanic neighborhood. Next thing she knew, a cop kicked her away from the vehicle with haste.
By Skyler Saunders4 years ago in Fiction
