Adventure

“Em-PAW-yee” of the month
“up... up...UP DOLLY!” “Good girl!” “That’s a good girl!” “Now rest doll.” “Good training girl.“ She a good one is she?
By Ashley City4 years ago in Fiction
Beyond the Adventure - A Pokémon Fanfiction
The morning sun beams warmly against my face as I gaze out at the ocean’s horizon. The Whirl Islands are barely visible from the Goldenrod City’s pier, shrouded in haze off in the distance. I have always found the view to be serene, and frequently come out here early in the morning, before the newly built Global Trade Terminal opens. The bustling noise of people mulling about never appealed to me and I feel this new building will only ruin the tranquility of the pier. I longed to escape the big city and head out on my own. I was offered a Pokémon by Professor Oak when I was twelve years old to challenge the Pokémon League. Unfortunately, ever since my father died, my mother has been struggling to find her own job, so she needs me here to help make ends meet. I denied the offer, explaining why, but Professor Oak insisted I take one anyway. I chose a Cyndaquil, but it has not seen much battle. I challenged Whitney once, but Cyndaquil and the HootHoot I had caught earlier got destroyed. Now we keep them simply as pets in the home. I currently work at the department store, helping the Machoke down there move boxes and unload trucks. It is rough work and does not pay much, but it is something.
By DooM4 years ago in Fiction
Roberto was not safe in Thailand.
Roberto, the fifty-year-old filmmaker and the most elegant single in LA, had been demanding, picky, rarely in a sunny mood. No one except his loyal secretary Samia could work for him for a year, and no woman loved him longer than a month.
By Ayman Baroudi4 years ago in Fiction
48 Hours Later
Adele walked briskly through her old neighborhood, watching her back and looking over her shoulder as she walked. It had been two days since the strange man approached her at the grocery store, handing her a mysterious black book with no explanation. He was an attractive man, dark skinned and clean cut, not like the men Adele was accustomed to seeing in the neighborhood. It was almost as if he picked out Adele before meeting her, as he walked with authority, right down the bread aisle, as Adele calculated the total cost of her cart to make sure the $20 in her pocket would be enough. And now, Adele couldn’t help but wonder if the man had chosen her, or was watching her even now.
By RL Murray4 years ago in Fiction
Surviving the Climb
My arm cut through the chilling air until it hovered over my head, then I swiftly swung the pick down past my face and hard into the ice. I flinched when the ice split open. I keep expecting to have the ground crack and to be attacked by millions of shards of glass. The attack never comes though, and as I pull myself to the next step along this steep trail, My mind can’t help but to interrupt the following program with a sequence of the ice falling away and our team being swept into a valley of broken shards of ice. The chilling visions of death have become an unwelcome pastime. At times, when my breath isn’t steady, they become too vivid. The ice reflects the sun too much, the sky too bright, the grotesque details of skin and torn fabric are too small. Every fiber, every thread too blatant, too obvious, their wrinkles too profound, their corpses fell too perfectly. My breath, I notice now, isn’t steady.
By Ana Reyes4 years ago in Fiction
A Broken Kingdom
Crowded under the small wooden table, Toran hoped that he was invisible. Squeezing his eyes shut, he covered his ears, curling his knees to his chest. Toran tried to block out the noise of the chaos on the other side of the thick wooden panel. The sounds dimmed and his tension eased, lowering his hands, slowly opening his eyes, he quickly realized his mistake. His eyes locked with the soft blue of his mother’s. Her eyes, once filled with kindness and life now held nothing but an unfocused gaze.
By Katie Bruckman4 years ago in Fiction
Heaven Sent
Oliver lifted his nose to the scent of Seluna and suppressed a growl. He slowly lowered himself to the ground, his back against a tree, letting the shadows envelop him as he rested. He could almost feel Seluna breathing down the back of his neck, and it made his hackles rise. Oliver looked down, saw the blood seeping through his shirt, and applied more pressure to the soaked bandage. The acrid, metallic smell would draw Seluna, and the rest of the pack, right to him. He could fight the others, but he wasn't too sure he could take on Seluna, even if he wasn't injured.
By Mel Chesley4 years ago in Fiction
MAN MADE 5
SETTING DR. LOWINSKYS OFFICE Scene opens in the computer lab where the back up data is at 99.7 percent in the blurred background Lilith and Nuk run out of the simulation room to call the police. The computer says completed and it says “uploading into brain” the system makes a sound and electrocutes Lows unconscious body. Lows body begins to shake as his melanin skin is turned white, he loses color in his lips turning pale and begins to recede at the edges making him smile. Lows eyes loses color turning them milky white and the skin surrounding them turned black, his hair stands up on straight. Low begins to vibrates really fast until he’s ripped through his clothes leaving his red under armor. Low continues to shake even after the machine stops, he eventually stops then there is a silence in the room until there is a sound from outside the window.
By La’Garyus Bonney4 years ago in Fiction
The Search
"Shane, you know you don't deserve a mate like that." I turn around to see my beta sitting on a couch with his mate, Cindy, leaning against him and laughing.
By Shane Blackheart4 years ago in Fiction
Maybe One Day I'll See You On The News & Say "Hey! I know her!"
Chapter One: Thank God You Speak English! Niki opened the door to the Airbnb house, not knowing what to expect inside. She knew that it was a shared space, but she did not know who was going to be there to share the space with her. Were they going to be cool or were they about to make this experience a total nightmare. It really could have gone either way. When she first arrived there was already one woman there.
By Monika Brzostowska4 years ago in Fiction
Marvel and it's Cinematic Universe
Since the blip, I mean, the end of lockdown, I’ve been trying to make an asserted effort to be more social - see more movies, go out to dinner, go to pubs. It’s barely been working. Worryingly, I think my need to go out, despite being an introvert, has to do with this nagging suspicion that we might end up back in another lockdown and I’m going to regret not having left the house when I had the chance.
By Kenesta Hope4 years ago in Fiction
This World
Prologue Truly extraordinary things happen in the most ordinary of ways to the most ordinary of people. Through a sunny day or a child’s game, stepping through a wardrobe or being whisked away by a storm. So many great adventures started in such ways as to set them in an ordinary world. Such is my story. When I was younger I could walk on air. Not ordinary at all and I know that to most people who are reading this that statement sounds completely invalid and somewhat insane, but, there are a select few of you that are reading this and going “You too. Yea?” Then this story is for you. That is not to say, however, that if you have never experienced this walking on air phenomenon that you cannot enjoy this story. In fact, quite the contrary. I believe you will find this story just as intriguing, if not more so, as those who have experienced it. This is for those rare individuals who shared in that experience with me. I know that those who know first-hand what I am talking about will need no persuading to continue reading and that is why I say this is for them.
By Chad Sanders 4 years ago in Fiction