Microfiction
The Heist
In the darkest corners of the city, a band of misfits plotted the heist of a lifetime. They weren't motivated by greed, but by a collective dream of transforming lives. Their target? A renowned art gallery that housed a priceless painting—an emblem of hope and resilience.
By Busari Quadri Olamilekan 3 years ago in Fiction
Ink and Destiny
As a young girl, Lily had always been fascinated by the art of calligraphy. She would spend hours practicing her strokes and perfecting her technique, dreaming of one day becoming a master calligrapher. But life had other plans for her, and she found herself working a mundane office job, her calligraphy skills relegated to a hobby.
By Julian West3 years ago in Fiction
Love has its Price
It was dark as they were walking through the woods. Little lights flitted in the trees as they trudged their way to the cottage, created by fairies and their dust. But only those who had purity of heart could catch a glimpse: the walkers were oblivious.
By Rachel Deeming3 years ago in Fiction
The Enchanted Lighthouse
Once upon a time, in a small coastal village nestled between towering cliffs and a serene sea, there stood an old, weathered lighthouse. The locals whispered tales of its mystical powers, believing it was home to an ancient spirit that held the key to their salvation.
By Света Мартинова3 years ago in Fiction
Beautiful Thief
She stretched majestically, recharging after half an hour of writing. Her Star Trek top was incredibly alluring, I must say! I wondered if she was writing Sci-Fi. As she stretched her arms upwards, joining her hands and shaking her head gently, her black locks cascaded down her back.
By Sandra Tena3 years ago in Fiction
Whispers of Fate
As a young girl, Lily always felt like she was meant for something greater. She would often spend hours daydreaming about the adventures she would have and the people she would meet. But as she grew older, those dreams faded away and she settled into a mundane life.
By Julian West3 years ago in Fiction
Silent Footsteps
As a child, Lily had always been afraid of the dark. She would lie in bed, listening to the creaks and groans of the old house, imagining all sorts of monsters lurking in the shadows. But as she grew older, she learned to conquer her fear. She became a successful journalist, traveling the world and reporting on the most dangerous and thrilling stories.
By Julian West3 years ago in Fiction
Eternal Shadows
The sun had set long ago, and the moon had risen high in the sky. The only sound that could be heard was the rustling of leaves in the wind. The old mansion stood tall and proud, casting long shadows on the ground. It was said that the mansion was haunted, and that the shadows that it cast were eternal.
By Julian West3 years ago in Fiction
