Bolivia, 1983 Summer knew that something was wrong the second she saw Otoniel dash out of the jungle towards her. His eyes were as wide as dinner plates and the color had completely gone out of his skin. He was panting too hard to shout anything at either Summer or Russ, but there was a sense of panic that had completely engulfed him. "Walter," Summer gue...
Prologue Written and edited by: EvilSmile Writer's note: I intend on writing much more for this peculiar story. In order to do so I will need advice from readers like you. As normal, your constructive criticism will always be welcome. My fading breath escapes my lungs as I hopelessly peer into the darkness to find fragments of my soul. I am unbound and...
[Note: This story includes violence and death in the tradition of fantasy books and fantasy rpgs. If you don't want to play a character that can die then all apologies, but this story isn't for you.] The village of Gutandor is situated on the craggy Western Coast of the Island of Seven Stones. North of Gutandor is the island's capitol of Morgent, and inland...
Cora opened her eyes and squinted at the daylight. She had fallen asleep in the passenger seat of her mother's SUV. They had been driving for nearly three hours and were reaching their destination. Cora woke up just in time to drink in the beautiful countryside of Trimbridge, a small town in the middle of nowhere Pennsylvania. She had grown up running thro...
Chapter 1: Breaking Him In This is the first installment of many - one in which you can take part. Mail me, or visitmy group, tell me about yourself - or your alta ego. Each person a character in the scenario we build, woven together by story and however else we create it. Colour and creed are unimportant - come as you are and be what you have always felt,...
I was one of those who romanticized the whole event. Post-apocalyptic, less than a percent of all humans alive, that was the dream. As the saying goes, be careful what you wish for, you might just get it. For it happened. This is where our story takes place. Magick is what people call it. As one of those who worked on making them, I know that this is not M...
I have always lived on a cattle farm in central New York State. Out in the 'West' they get to be ranches but here they are farms. I have always been a big guy, it's all the farming it adds bulk. I never was one for sports or exercise but I worked out enough on the farm to be middling fit and bulky. Well bulky everywhere but one place. It's not like I was h...
The great city is on its last legs. The massive bronze gates have been breached and several sections of her gleaming white walls have crumbled into mounds of rubble. It will just be a matter of time before the Drake-wires that are strung above the city from the Massive Citadel that rises in the center of the city to high towers all around will be cut and the...
This story is based on the alternative timeline of the novel “Underground Airlines” by Ben Winters. In this timeline the South won the civil war and in the current time slavery remains legal in 4 states. Martin Luther King Jr. and the Civil Rights Movements brought better conditions for black citizens, but they weren´t able to abolish slavery in every state....
Prologue Deep in the heart of the Glacier Forrest, known for its brutal summer and bitter winters, rested the kingdom of Bisondul. The fortified castle of the royal family was built into the side of the Blistagale Mountains, and the structure looked down over a village booming with life. The average men and women of Bisondul were not wealthy, but their needs...