Chapter Six Paul made his way slowly through the streets, pressing a hand to his side, face drawn tight with pain.

Chapter Five Connor sighed as he sat down by the fire. Sween served him and David before sitting in a shadowy corner with her own supper. “Any news?” David asked.

Chapter Four Cora walked quickly through the Halls of the Storyweavers, her long robes flapping as she moved. Therese, one of the older Storyweavers, stopped her, saying, “Have a little respect!”...

Chapter Three Almanzo found his footing on the boards of the roof he stood on. He scanned his surroundings carefully, keeping a watch out for his opponent.

Chapter Two The Golden Dragon Bar was busy tonight. At one corner of the bar, by the wall, slumped a dark-haired man.

Sween Blackthorne opened her father’s Book & Barber Shop on rainy morning. The old windows were tinted slightly, and the shop smelled of books and shaving-cream. She organized the stacks of books that...

Red Riding Hood, Jack, the Baker and his Wife, Mr. Wolf, and the Witch. NOT INTO THE WOODS.

a draft of a letter to my irresponsible dad. Only out for thoughts.

Scene 2 will be out soon

Part one of the Blackstone of Carridissa. Only readable here. Next part expected around next month or near Halloween.

Caspian Hart, your normal twenty-five year old man. Until something happens... The fatherless man finds his father's murderer, with help of a smart girl.

Dream

My army boy, Ryan, is my rock now. No one else knows the nightmares I have from witnessing and helping my army fight. But I did it alongside him. God keep you all, and protect our troops.

Not my story. This was written by a country singer. By: Hank Williams

A short poem attempt by me, about me.

Continued from Pt 1

Morganna is a 17 year old girl from America. Her parents had arranged a marriage with an Irish boy when she was younger. The families are friends who go way back, but had lost contact for a while. To...

My real story.