Stories tagged “fantasy”

  • The Forked River (Mature)

    Foxglove wanted nothing to do with the boy. She thought that if his mother had lived, she’d surely have exposed him. Maybe that was just her savage blood talking but she knew no full-blood savage would ever amount to much in the kingdom they̵...

  • The Forked River II (Mature)

    Foxglove grinned as a foggy substance took solid form inside her mind. Leaura’s birth had made the master’s wife barren. In his desperation for an heir, he had taken on a concubine. She was barely old enough to bear children and the child s...

  • That Was the Day

    She was not born a prophet. She had grown a poor child to a poor family, destined for a small life in a small town (she would soon know better of destiny). It was on her sixteenth birthday, the day she became a woman in the eyes of the law and the gods...

  • A Thief's Surprise (Mature)

    The night air was hot and muggy. There was a breeze blowing off of the ocean, but it did nothing to cool the air. Atop a bluff, over looking the docks, and Low-town, the Governor’s mansion sits proudly. Guards stood watch at the main gate, and al...

    • Author: Asgardian
    • Posted over 5 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • A Thief's Surprise (Mature)

    Amira finishes her climb at a small balcony on the fifth floor. She waits next to the doors, listening for any activity in the room. The room sounded empty. The thief decided to press her luck and, quickly slipped into the room. It was lavishly furnish...

  • A Thief's Surprise (Mature)

    Lady Creeth stood in the middle of the room, a beautiful emerald silk gown hung off of her. Her blonde hair was tied in a tight knot on the back of her head, and a belt of rubies was fastened around her waist. It was the pendant that the Lady wore arou...

  • A Thief's Surprise (Mature)

    She eyed the box through the thin gap between the doors of the wardrobe, when she noticed the activities of the Lady and her servant. Lady Creeth had removed her belt while the young servant had untied her hair, letting it tumble down her back. The ser...

  • Against the cold 1

    I opened my eyes to near-darkness. Panic and confusion set upon me as I quickly stood up, my eyes frantically searching where the glowstones of my bedroom should be softly shining. While dark, the room had just enough light for me to dimly make out my ...

  • Against the Cold 2

    She appeared the same as before, in a dress with her hair down, all in shades of blue and white. “Grace!” I paused, unsure where to begin. “I’ve been wanting to see you again.” The corners of her eyes crinkled as she smiled. “I find I h...

  • Against the Cold 3

    I looked around the room again, taking it in now that I could see better. The chairs were beautifully upholstered in a mahogany-red, the coffee table and end tables of a rare dark wood. Patterned rugs warmed the hardwood floors and there was a hearth o...

  • Under The Stars

    They lay there, looking up at the star filled sky Holding onto each other as if they were afraid the other may vanish in a dream Hand in hand, legs entwined, skin to skin- almost as one The sunset over the lake had been so beautiful and still you could...

  • Mismatched

    Bushes rustle and branches snap as I quickly run through them. My lungs are burning from the amount of activity I’m putting them through. I could hear it. The wolf chasing me. He makes less noise than I do. His graceful motions are to his advanta...

  • From the Shadows

    She wore the darkness like a veil, drawing it softly across her face as she peered from the shadows, careful never to lean too far and risk too much. The lights and colours were astounding – and the noise of the crowds lifted her high on hands an...

    • Author: Imdolien
    • Posted over 5 years ago.
  • Pendulum

    The Stars used to look beautiful this time of night. I loved coming out here on my porch step with a hot cocoa to sit and just gaze at the sky, wondrous in all its glory, but it’s gone now. The stars, the Moon and even the Sun have been clouded by th...

  • Another Fine Mess (Mature)

    Nora woke slowly, lazily. She didn’t open her eyes immediately, wanting to hold onto the dream just a bit longer. It had been extraordinarily real, she mused. In fact, Nora could swear she actually ached sweetly in all the right places. That̵...

    • Author: Miz Em
    • Posted over 5 years ago.
  • Another Fine Mess (2) (Mature)

    Nora was a bit desperate to find a way out of the situation before her children woke. It just wouldn’t do for her kids to find her in bed with a man, especially one young enough to be her son! Well, she thought, not quite that young. Her son, Max had...

    • Author: Miz Em
    • Posted over 5 years ago.
  • Life Isn't Always What It's Cracked Up To Be!

    Stomper leaned back against a tree causing it to groan in protest. He paid it no mind, most trees were whiners and took much more effort to truly break unless they were young and skinny. He wasn’t in the mood for any tree breaking. Instead he wanted ...

  • "Modern" Housewife (Mature)

    I cannot lie. I have a vision of a clean and crimson accented apartment (home), a room that is warm and tasteful. And there I am, waiting for her to get home, in a dress with a flaring empire waist like some sort of housewife. And as my girl enters I a...

  • A Meeting

    It was Tuesday, as most things like meetings usually tend to be. I was sitting at a large table surrounded by six others. To my left was my good friend Jesse and Jarrett. On my right was Ryan and Darien. At the other end of the table Tim was seated, a ...

  • The End of The Beginning

    It should be raining. The world should stop. Every being on this earth should stop what he or she is doing and join everyone in a planet-wide moment of silence. The sky should rip itself open and spill oceans onto cities in every country. Yes. It shoul...

    • Author: Cal Stokes
    • Posted about 5 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • What I Know Now (Mature)

    “You will understand soon enough. You will see the world through his eyes. You will make the same choices you hate him for making. You will hurt yourself and everyone around you. You will drink too much and not cry enough. You will break. Again a...

    • Author: Cal Stokes
    • Posted about 5 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • If only...What If.....

    Sorrow and anguish Of innocence left Given and taken Non-refundable gift Heartbeats purging The memories fading With every beat surging Trying to forget If only I could give it back as if it never were turn back the clock To the way it was before I...