Fiction

Dragon Horse. Content Warning.
They called the steed Aithon. He had wings at his sides, so he could walk upon water without sinking. Then, all his comrades were taken from him. He left the sky to search for them, soaring under the surface, the swim stripping away his feathers.
By Wen Xiaoshengabout a month ago in Chapters
Dragon Horse. Content Warning.
The first technique Aroon's grandfather teaches her is how to take a hit. The only way to strengthen a sword is to keep beating and beating the blade. His knee slams into her solar plexus, sucking all the air out of her lungs and squeezing enough tears out of her eyes to blur her vision in one swift move.
By Wen Xiaoshengabout a month ago in Chapters
FLUENT IN FORBIDDEN
A Dispatch from the Desk of The Night Writer "The clock has struck three, the coffee is cold, and the shadows are beginning to speak. Welcome back to the desk of The Night Writer, where the stories are brewed in the dark."
By The Night Writer 🌙 about a month ago in Chapters
FLUENT IN FORBIDDEN — CHAPTER ONE
"The clock has struck three, the coffee is cold, and the shadows are beginning to speak. Welcome back to the desk of The Night Writer, where the stories are brewed in the dark."
By The Night Writer 🌙 about a month ago in Chapters
Puss's Boots - Chapter 5
“The capital city, really?” “Well, why not? We have a special invitation from the king’s personal representative to visit, and you, my dear, must still be formally introduced. You too, Orlando, now that I think about it. You see, most foreigners, especially lords and the like, usually go straight to Court to introduce themselves. A court of peacocks, my dear, but a necessary order, or so I am told.”
By Dionearia Redabout a month ago in Chapters
Businesswoman Chapter 360
“Yes! She actually sent the scanned sheet with pencil and paper. Only Businesswoman!” The head engineer Kepler Bins looked at the computers around the room. All around him engineers made adjustments according to the new correspondence. Houston engineers smiled and whooped.
By Skyler Saundersabout a month ago in Chapters
Puss's Boots - Chapter 4
Nearly nine weeks had passed since Lady Heightmyer’s, now known to the siblings as Caoimhe, proposal to Dione, Orlando’s twin and last surviving sibling. Nearly three days ago was the stranger’s last visit. As always, he had come at night, alone, after any potential witnesses to his arrival had long since gone away. He was never seen by anyone save Orlando, and, the day after, Puss always knew about his visit. And, always, he flirted and courted Orlando with gentle poems and stories and innocent requests, and Orlando, whose face always seemed so composed with everything else, after every visit, was coloured a vivid red for days.
By Dionearia Redabout a month ago in Chapters
Glass Winter | Chapter XI
Restless, restless. Tossing, turning, tossing. Clarity fading in, and dissolving. Panting, panting, panting. He was running. Malcolm was running.
By Andrei Babaninabout a month ago in Chapters
Even If
Dark Memoirs - Index “Reality is that which, when you stop believing in it, doesn’t go away.” — Philip K. Dick “There are grey spots in your memory. It will deteriorate over time.”
By Paul Stewartabout a month ago in Chapters
Blips
Dark Memoirs - Index Wait. The mushroom tattoo. Was that not an earlier victim? I am not sure. I have had blips in the early days of my vocational work. Blips when sanity checks afterwards forced me to close systems that should never have been open circuits in the first place.
By Paul Stewartabout a month ago in Chapters
That Was Different
If new to the series, you will find all chapters here: Dark Memoirs - Index “Nothing can last forever. There isn’t any memory, no matter how intense, that doesn’t fade out at last.”
By Paul Stewartabout a month ago in Chapters
Honey, I shrunk the bad guys.
our jails are filled to capacity, they are expensive to run, and even so, the inmates live a good life inside, color t.v. Weights, basket ball courts, food, medical facilities. Access to libraries, legal advice and lawyers. For a lot of criminals, it is like coming home. They are protected by their gangs, provided with drugs and anything they want while incarcerated. And for the real evil ones, the death penalty isn’t even much of a threat, liberals have pretty much taken that off the table. So a bunch of mad scientists got together and invented a device that could shrink a human down in size to the microbe level. ( they weren’t really mad scientists, but it was fun to describe them as such). In fact, they were respected scientists who had been working on this project for about ten years for different reasons to solve different problems, mostly medical applications. Nanotechnology.
By Guy lynnabout a month ago in Chapters