The hangar was filled with noise. Hundreds of faceless troops were conversing with each other. Joking and laughing, making rude gestures with their pliable blank mannequin like bodies. At the end of the hangar, lights came up upon a stage with a single microphone. Behind the microphone, a brilliant purple flag swayed, the insignia of the planet Bredon flashi...
Something was terribly wrong with my legs. More concerning was there was something terribly wrong with the number of legs I had. I was born with two, which I have never complained about. They had served me well, from getting up in the morning, to running away from bullies, to my morning jogs to keep me in shape. I was pretty happy with my legs, they were pro...
Welcome to the Holiday Anthology! From New Year's Day to Christmas Day, each and every holiday carries a feeling of happiness and magic with it! Some lose their minds to it, while some get filled so much with it, they have no choice but to grow! So come, read a tale or two and enjoy the holiday hijinks!What's next? New Year's with Cindy and Denise Vale...
Althea Amberhearth sat at her usual spot in the Black Crab tavern. Few windows and a scarcity of candles meant the establishment rarely rose above dim light. Probably so that the customer base would fail to notice the numerous stains littering the wood floor. A shame the lighting did little to stymie the stench, as the sickly sweet scent of old ale trickled...
Es war ein schöner heller Morgen im Frühling, als Rotkäppchen sich auf den weg zu ihrer Großmutter machte. Ihrer Großmutter ging es nicht gut, hatte ihre Mutter ihr erzählt und so machte sich Rotkäppchen auf, um ihrer Großmutter einen Korb mit Kuchen und Wein zu bringen, damit bald sie wieder zu Kräften käme. Rotkäppchen war gerade achtzehn geworden und ein...
(feel free to add) In a fantasy land, there is a tradition to have the daughters of Kings and noblemen live in castles guarded by dragons. Anyone brave enough and skilled enough can earn the title of knight. Once they have this title they are deemed worthy of taking on the challenge of rescuing a "princess" from a dragon. The dragons come in all sh...
Your name is Tarissa. You are a young human woman living in a village near the border of the Kingdom of Rimalla. The village exists to trade with the neighbouring Arachne. In good periods, the Arachne make excellent trading partners, producing high quality silk clothing and uniquely enchanted equipment. They tend to be fairly reclusive, preferring not to str...
The transponder pinged for the first time on March 9th, 2154. Jessica's brow furrowed. She leaned back and took her feet off the desk and set her reading tablet aside and looked. A dot, just a pip in the landscape, showed up 6 clicks away in a mostly unexplored mountainous terrain. "What are you?" She said. She picked up the comm headset and slid i...
It had been a long, intense day of travel, but even as the sun started to dip over the edge of the horizon, the last few steps were taken, and you looked upon a gaping crevasse, the entrance into the dreaded halls of Drath'nalak. Inside was rumored to be wealth beyond measure, anything from simple piles of gold to enchanted jewelry, magic tomes, technologica...
((( NOTE: I don't own any harry potter, also this story was on Choose your own change, but was removed in 2009, so i thought to post it here, also i will be adding more that what was posted before**, All characters in this story are at least 18 years old)** Harry's nose twitched as the first hint of the smell hit him. Ron smelt it next, "Oh my God"...