A notebook has fallen to planet earth with the ability to change reality. Whatever is written inside changes reality. You can travel through time, change people's fetishes, change laws and rules, change societal norms. Anything you want to become reality can become so. Who will be the lucky person to find this notebook? What will they use it for? They can fu...
Beyond our world exists a realm of the gods. Each god creates notebooks called Reality Notes to create worlds. Each Reality Note controls the reality in one world. Sometimes the Reality Note is never used and the world progresses naturally. Other times, the god in charge of the Reality Note makes changes. Some do so responsibly. Others just write in whatever...
You stare at the writing in the back of your old notebook. Obviously this had to be a prank, right? Things don’t just become reality because you write them in a notebook. Still, it does interest you that you’ve never used the notebook before. Maybe I should try it, just to check, you think, turning back to the first page. Walking back to your office to grab...
It was a dark and cold Halloween night and Lydia was walking in an alley outside of her apartment. She was your typical Goth with the white pale skin, black lipstick, and dark mascara. She wore a low-cut black sheer shirt with a red bra underneath that cupped her perky C-cup breasts, and black skinny jeans hugging her every curve. A 21-year-old senior in col...
The blaring of his alarm clock was the last thing he wanted to hear at the moment. "Hey Sam, could you get that." After a few moments of incessant beeping he forced his eyelids open, "Sam just reach over there babe...ugh I forgot she had an early class," Tyler groaned rolling towards the vacated spot next to him where the two had pushed their small twin beds...
This is a repost of a romance story with some minor edits. The other chapters will soon follow. The water formed a channel down the valley of Sam's back as he sat in the shower, head in hands. Today marked the first anniversary of Jan's death, and the warmth of the shower was an oasis from cold reality. When the water heater drained of comfort, Sam steppe...
He still had the patrol car parked outside of the insurance agent's office at night on his mind. He should bring in all the officers, of the squad on duty at the times of the complaints. He had a feeling that since it was a morals issue that would never happen. He could get a general warning about girlfriends and sex on the job issued, but he wanted to targ...
Jack mused to himself while sitting alone at his desk, passively flipping through the book. Each time he came to a new page, he admired the intricate designs on each page, though he could not discern their meaning. Nor could he read the strange language the book seemed to be printed in. He knew enough of foreign language to recognize that this book wasn't wr...
(Author’s note: I’m going to try something weird here. The story is public and I’m going to try to be as hands off as possible, meaning I won’t post very many chapters. I’ll fix typos where I see them but the rest is up to ya’ll. Let’s see those imaginations work.) Chances are if you had any sort of childhood where “What ifs” took place you’ll have heard thi...
It was certainly a unique pen. Sabine had collected pens since childhood, but she'd never seen anything quite like this. Her friend-with-benefits had given it to her as a birthday gift. "Use it for inspiration when you get writer's block," he'd told her. "I think you'll find it will work very well for that." Sabine questioned that. It was just a pen. A st...