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Fox Hunt: Chapter
The progress we make is slow. I knew the chances of finding a trail or any sign of her passing would be slim, but if there was anything, I didn't want to miss it. Normally, I wouldn't care about making slow progress, especially not when it meant I was being thorough. Though it would also usually be silent, save the sounds of the forest. Considering I wasn't alone though, the slow progress was starting to get on my nerves, or rather, he was.
By Katarzyna Crevan22 days ago in Fiction
TUS NUA - ch 48
TUS NUA – ch 48 New Beginnings – Mia and Midnight (*)(*)(*) After a few minutes, Finola stood. “Come, Alistar. Time to get back and hear Mia’s news, although I’m sure I already know. One of these days, I’m going to have to teach her to not be so transparent.”
By Margaret Brennan22 days ago in Fiction
Shaken, Not Stirred Musings
The sunset left a pink hue as the sky turns dark. Elves exit their caves to roam the night. Villagers retreat into their hovels. Soon stars shine brightly with the moonlight. Animals of the night come alive. Long periods of silence creep into the air between animalistic noises. Some villagers peek outside their window looking for any activity.
By James Staskus23 days ago in Fiction
Shadows and Light
He grew up in the soft hum of stained glass, where sunlight through colored panes made angels dance on the walls. The church was a fortress, its rituals a rhythm that promised safety. Prayer was a language he learned before he could read, and faith was a comfort as sure as his mother’s hand.
By Sound and Spirit23 days ago in Fiction
Guardian Angels 1 Revised
Silence, except for the hooting of an owl somewhere in the dark woods to the left. Kalin took in a deep breath of cool night air, holding it for a few seconds before slowly letting it out as she opened her eyes. The path stretched out in front of her, lit at intervals by the campus lights. Almost there, she told herself. Just two more years of hard studying, and she’d have her degree. She could take care of her sister and parents. She tilted her head back, looking up at the stars. Even with the campus lighting, she could see more stars here in the mountains than at home in the city. She tugged her hoodie closer around her, swallowing her nerves. It wasn’t like they weren’t supposed to be out at night, but something about the quiet made her feel out of place.
By Phoenixica2425 days ago in Fiction
The Devil's Opponent: The Root of Evil Manifesto. Content Warning.
The Devil's Opponent: Root of Evil Manifesto Chapter 1 Raven Grimm was a rather funny, but handsome man who owned a magic store in the big city called “The Capricorn”. It was his little slice of paradise and a good reason for him to stay out of working at a fucking job which would just end up making him “just over broke”. He had such a feminine face and long silky white hair that spoke of many years of wisdom that he wore down around his shoulders. He looked so much younger than he really was. He was what you might call a femboy or at least that's what he preferred to call himself. Born on February 18th, 1993 in Minneapolis, Minnesota. so currently he was 33 years old, but looked to be in his twenties still. He was perhaps the most available bachelor in his area and yet no woman or man would touch him with a ten foot pole because of a cursed ring he could not take off. It was silver with a great black diamond set into it. The diamond was so dark and dense it felt as if it were absorbing the energy around it and to his knowledge it actually was. He hated how heavy it felt on his hand. It felt like an overpriced slave collar. He cursed the woman who put this on him night and day, but to no avail she never seemed to return to him. He looked around at the shoppers in his store and saw one pick up a tarot deck out of curiosity. He was meaning to teach classes on how to read them, but lacked the energy to invest in such a project since managing his store took up what motivation and energy he did have. A young woman in a billowing cloak came into the store just as he was thinking of closing up shop. She had brown hair and hazel eyes the color of the forest and river and skin that was basically white. What did she want here? He wondered as she picked up a black and red candle for spell casting and came to the register where he stood.
By Eris Willow26 days ago in Fiction
How I Met My Soulmate 🌸🌸
How I Met My Soulmate Harsh Chaudhari © Harsh Chaudhari Copyright © 2025 by Harsh Chaudhari. All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means — electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise — without prior written permission from the author, except for brief quotations used in reviews or critical articles.
By Harsh Chaudhari 🌸26 days ago in Fiction
