Fantasy
Driven
So, I didn’t think I would write anything for this challenge, because the premise feels weird to me. When is the middle of my life. Has it passed? I hope it’s in the future. But here is an anecdote from a comment I left on Leslie Writes’s story, "Who Taught You How to Drive?”, about how I learned to drive.
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Chapters
The Enchantress’ Challenge: Curse of Shadow’s End
As Kavarus exits the Cavern of the Dead, the same dark mist that brought him there begins to billow out of the entrance. It stretches its tendrils toward the town and spills forth at an alarming rate. Kavarus begins to run after it.
By Clever&WTF3 years ago in Chapters
Chapter 3: Long Live The 7th Queen
Be sure to Read First: Prologue // Chapter 1: The Queen is Dead...Again // Chapter 2: The Ball Iris looked up into the night sky, her golden eyes narrowing. Beyond the fog of evil that lingered in dense clouds above the castle, the moon glowed brightly, creating a hazy red glow around it. It was at its peak, and already the creatures in the golden cages were reacting to its call.
By Hope Martin3 years ago in Chapters
Last of the Mastiff Riders, Part 3
Tirn’s figure quickly reemerged from the shadow and was once again bathed in the moonlight, granting Ferun a brief respite from the tightness that had dug its way into his chest.Ferun and Yesola seized the opportune moment to close in just as he turned his back from the shack they had been waiting in. Their hoods drawn low, concealing their features, they moved with calculated silence.
By Michael Bivens3 years ago in Chapters
Prologue: The Babe in the Woods
Lavinia’s toes scraped the ground with every slow stride she took. The skin around her tired lavender eyes glowed bright red against her porcelain complexion, looking puffy and lumpy and decidedly out of place on her otherwise flawless visage. She was so certain it would work this time. It should have worked. She’d completed every rite to the letter, followed every detail and done exactly what the Old Texts decreed: she’d fasted at the appropriate times, sacrificed to the appropriate Goddesses – twice – and endured the brutal mating ritual until she thought her body would break. And yet, despite all that hard work, agony, hope, and suffering… here she was in the exact same circumstance as before.
By Natalie Gray3 years ago in Chapters
The Enchantress' Challenge: The Cavern of the Dead
Kavarus had thought Shadesmere was dead, in the sense that it was bare and lacking in human presence, but now he realized he wasn’t quite right. Shadow’s End is like the personification of Death himself. A living, breathing entity that is waiting over your shoulder to take you out at the precise moment you show any weakness. Where Shadesmere was eerie in its quiet emptiness, Shadow’s End is thrumming with an undercurrent of impending doom.
By Clever&WTF3 years ago in Chapters
Fire & Ash
I remember the scent of burnt flesh most clearly. It’s nearly impossible to describe to someone who hasn’t experienced the smell for themselves. Ask anyone who has though, and they’ll tell you; No matter how often you bathe, or what pretty little perfumes you might spray yourself with, no matter how many years pass, you can’t ever completely rid yourself of it.
By Kenny Penn3 years ago in Chapters
Syrinx the Nymph
Pan, Πάν, the god of the wild, shepherds and flocks, rustic music and impromptus, and companion of the nymphs, was a very handsome god. Until there came the day when his appetites for fair wood nymphs, the protective creatures of nature, would get him in trouble with the Goddess Artemis. He was a horny egotistical tyrant who pursued the wood nymphs continuously and annoyingly.
By Novel Allen3 years ago in Chapters
