Christmas Card Mystery Chapter 10--conclusionChristmas Card Mystery Chapter 10--conclusion8 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
10 Home for Christmas
“Uh-oh” hardly began to describe the situation Charity returned to at Altavista. Tess tried to explain what happened as Grandpapa flew the chopper home, but could go no more than three or four words before stuttering into tears and sobs. But Charity considered herself the brightest kid in the school, and even Tess’s choked-off attempts to explain the situation were quite enough for her to deduce what had happened at Altavista in her absence. Merri had found out about the Christmas card and gotten mad at Tess. Someone spilled the whole plan to Mr. Altamont, and he came to Charity’s rescue. She was flying into a great big mess. Sullen pouts from Jill and Alyssa, and Merri’s angry silence, was plenty of proof of her thesis. She did not press any of her friends for explanations, instead rushing to her room and throwing herself into a hot steaming tub of
Lands of the Bohemian Crown IdeaLands of the Bohemian Crown IdeaLands of the Bohemian Crown Idea4 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Kingdom of Bohemia
-Duchy of Bohemia
-Margraviate of Brandenburg
-Duchy of Poland
-Duchy of Luxembourg
Union of Walloons, Czechs, Germans and Poles
I will make the Grand Coat of arms later on.
Kingdom of Poland in Silesia - 1st three chaptersThe BeginingsKingdom of Poland in Silesia - 1st three chapters5 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Bohemians, who distrusted him as the betrayer of Hus, were soon in arms; and the flame was fanned when Sigismund declared his intention of prosecuting the war against heretics. Three campaigns against the Hussites ended in disaster although the army of his most loyal ally Stibor of Stiboricz and later his son Stibor of Beckov could hold the hussite side away from the borders of the Kingdom. The Turks were again attacking Hungary. The king, unable to obtain support from the German princes, was powerless in Bohemia. His attempts at the diet of Nuremberg in 1422 to raise a mercenary army were foiled by the resistance of the towns; and in 1424 the electors, among whom was Sigismund's former ally, Frederick I of Hohenzollern, sought to strengthen their own authority at the expense of the king. Although the scheme failed, the danger to Germany from the Hussites led to the Union of Bingen, which virtually deprived Sigismund of the leadership of the war and the headship of Ge
THE APOCALYPSE Ch: 1 I was in my fourth period class photography class when the intercom issued a lock down. We hid in the side of the room where we could not be seen from the door. We sat there in silence waiting for the all clear or the police officer to come and get us out. After about ten minutes passed a girls cell phone went off. The next thing I knew there was pounding and growling at the door, Mr. Harkness got up ready to hold back the intruder when they broke in. After about three minutes the door burst open and a man with brown hair and bloodshot emotionless eyes who was about 5’8 feet tall stumbled into the room. He made no noise except a growl and he had nothing in his hands to use as a wepon. Mr. Harkess yelled for us to leave and that he would hold him off then the man lunged towards Mr. Harkess and bit into his shoulder. Everyone started to run out of the room except me I was too shocked to move I watched the man bite into Mr. Harkness's neck this time watchingTHE APOCALYPSE Ch: 17 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Breaking the Rules“Try again.”Breaking the Rules3 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Through the haze of pain suppressors and stimulants, Deimos complies. He grinds his teeth, straining, arching his head back with effort. Apothecary Prior Ixos adjusts several of the intravenous feeds. A moment later Deimos feels the tingling discomfort in his nerves ease, his visual focus improves slightly. He can distinctly feel his missing left arm. The right arm spasms and twitches slightly.
“Well done,” Ixos says.
Deimos wants to spit with frustration. The movement was purely involuntary. Now he makes a more deliberate action. His brain thinks he is clenching his fist, but the fingers of his right hand barely move.
“That’s it,” Ixos encourages him. “Once more.”
Deimos puts all his formidable concentration behind making a fist. His fingers curl a tiny bit.
WG: Working with Essence It has been a long while since Linda came out of the local hospital. What's more was that she didn't even have to pay for the liposuction treatment. All she could do was smile, and breathe in the fresh air. She and Tammy had been seeing each other regularly since their little incident at the swimsuit contest. "Well, it's not perfect," Linda said, feeling her still fat-ridden body, "But at least I'm not like those whales who can't move anymore!"WG: Working with Essence3 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
In her last stay at the hotel (which is now known as Hotel RR), she practically weighed at least 2000 lbs., most likely her peak weight. Thanks to her treatment, she was knocked back to about 350 lbs. However, in some way, her shape did. For instance, her large belly was more spherical, and her rear more pronounced. It almost looked as if her bust shrank a bit, but even the largest bra she had available thanked her for it. Linda at least knew that her blackened hair would work well with her new red shirt and blac
Vergessene TiereSchlagende HerzenVergessene Tiere1 hour ago in Short Stories More Like This
Knurrend meldet sich mein Magen. Er will unbedingt gehör finden. Doch mein Gehör ist schon lange nicht mehr fit genug, um so etwas zu lauschen. Tatsächlich bin ich taub.
Nur die schmerzen im Bauch spüre ich. Das zusammenziehen, das rumdrehen, krampfen eines lehren Magens. Doch hier auf der Straße gibt es nicht genug. Meine Nase ist seit jenem Tag nicht mehr zu gebrauchen.
Was an jenem Tag passierte?
Ich lief Seite an Seite mit meinem Freund, einem kleinen Mischling die Straße der Plaza hinunter. Es gab so viel Müll zur Hochsaison. Viele Menschen die so unterschiedlich Rochen drängten sich an die Strände. Eine Fundgrube für uns. Nun nicht an jenem Tag.
Es war bei Einbruch der Dämmerung. Junge Zweibeiner lockten uns mit leckerem Essen. Dann passierte es.
Die schmeißen große Dinge auf uns, die sich beim Aufprall auf den Boden explosionsartig entflammten. Ich bekomme die Schreie meines Freundes nicht
Fields Chapter Four Prt 1: Beach VacationChapter FourFields Chapter Four Prt 1: Beach Vacation7 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Ugh...” Jules groaned, trying to spit and blink away a sloppy, caked layer of mud off her face.
Fluttering her eyes didn’t bring light to the situation. Wet, gritty sheets of earth seeped into her cropped shirt and jeans, and even the inside of her shoes, firmly laced and protected with knit socks, succumbed to the grime. Tropical birds chirped in the distance.
Where am I now? She wondered, slowing getting up to face a green roof of interlocking branches and leaves. Wherever it is, it’s hot as hell, she mentally grumbled, getting up unsteadily and taking a deep breath in.
Acid. I’m still in Fields. But were? It kind of... smells like salt? She puzzled, shaking off mud crumbs and plucking wet leaves off of her front side.
The remains of a fire simmered yards from where she’d lain. Someone else was here... But left no footprints, she reflected, gazing at the surroun
In the DarkIn the Dark8 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Operator 1: "Sir, all systems are down, and we're completely vulnerable to enemy fire."
Unknown 1: "What about backup generators?"
Operator 2: "They've been severely damaged. Engineers are already on their way to begin repairs."
Unknown 2: "This is bad, we're sitting ducks and we've got nothing to defend ourselves."
Unknown 1, looking out the window;
"I don't think so, the enemy fleet seems to be facing similar issues. Our fleet stopped firing as well, they may be facing the same problems."
Unknown 2: "Let's just hope the ground force is doing better than we are. They've got no support and we're in the blind."
Operator 2: "Someone must have fired an EMP rocket from one of the Space-Defense silos. What the hell is going on down there?"
Unknown 1: "Whatever it is, it can't be good. But we need to stay focused on the standing issue."
Operator 1: "What should we do?"
Sun Baked Raspberries In the summer, the individual plants of the raspberries always seem to merge into one long protective fence around our backyard. Their vines reach out across the empty space like desperate fingers and fill it with their intertwined stems and leaves, making it impossible to see which small red clusters of fruit have been born to which plants. They bear many of these clusters of little red shining balls, who all come together to be shaped like a rounded thimble that can be perfectly fitted onto the tip of a small finger. These little red berries do not, at first, have a very outgoing scent. Their sent is hinted at, but not revealed until squished between the fingers of a three-year-old’s dimpled hands.Sun Baked Raspberries2 hours ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
We sit at the picnic table, my sister and I, our short legs dangling above the grass as we swing them back and forth with the basket of fresh picked raspberries between us. I take each raspberry and look at it before
Stay the CourseThis time it was all on her. She made the choice and I respect her for it. After all it was for all the right reasons; Kids, job, and the fact that we weren't really going anywhere. This is the way of things and sometimes we have to sacrifice. I actually love her more for it. A woman with her priorities straight. She is amazing and I am going to miss her, but we have to stay the course.Stay the Course6 hours ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Subject: JohnSubject: John2 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
There was a heavy thrumming and whirring from the old computer as it projected its light from the screen, and onto the man's weary face. Heavy bags sat beneath his eyes, making him seem ten years older than what he was. A slow, steady clicking of the keys filled the silence of quiet night as he typed.
The man paused as he looked over his shoulder hesitantly, listening to the sounds of the house settling, and the soft pattering of the rain outside, before quickly resuming his letter, as if he'd been hit with a sudden burst of adrenaline.
Using his mouse, the man clicked onto a second tab that had been previously opened on the web browser. An assortment of sent emails flashed onto the screen, and then man yawned as he scanned over them.
This is the third time I've written to you. Reply dammit!
I need to know if it really helps - calling those agents. One of those damn freaks showed up at my house three days ago. He was a tall fucker. Wear
The Howl of the WolfThe Howl of the WolfThe Howl of the Wolf7 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was a day like any other in the town of Hillcrest, Virginia. The fall season had come at last, and the leaves had started to turn from the monotony of green to a multitude of red, brown, and gold. This illusion of tranquility was far from the reality of the current state the town was in, however. If one were to ask any inhabitant of the town, they would have been informed of the true nature of the town. Until a few months previously, the town had indeed been peaceful. Then the situation took an abrupt turn. A traveler that had stopped through the town on his way to another city had apparently strolled into the forest late in the night, and was found near the river the next morning, torn nearly apart. The investigators couldn’t find any evidence that a human had killed him. A few weeks later, another traveler was found dead in the forest. It kept happening again and agai
Gretchen, her pants, and the geysers of slimeIt was at night that Camp Lakebottom, where the three campers sleep, McGee, Squirt, and Gretchen.Gretchen, her pants, and the geysers of slime6 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Gretchen: (moaning) Ya think...
Gretchen was then wild awake, and went out of the cabin to stretch her legs. McGee and Squirt were fast asleep, as heavy sleepers.
Gretchen: Why do I have to do this?
Gretchen walked into the woods, and then she got hit in the head with a pipe, knocking her out, but not hurting her too bad.
Gretchen: Ow! (Moans as she is knocked out)
When she came too, she saw she was chained with her legs and arms unable to move.
Gretchen: (grunts as she attempts to breaks free) Get me out of here! Whoever you are, you'll really be sorry!
Gretchen then saw in fear who or what did this to her: Chipmunks.
Gretchen: No! Not you! Not now! Noooooooooooooo!!!
McGee and Squirt were still asleep in their beds in the cabin.
Squirt: Where's Gretchen?
McGee: She's just taking her time to stretch her legs. I think she's just fine and she'll pull through.
Gretchen: (from distance) Ya th
Caiden's Journal Entry #15Caiden's Journal Entry #155 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Journal of Caiden Alexandria
Entry: HOW? How is it possible?
Date: 09/30/2026, 1800 (Wednesday, September 30, 2026, 18/35 hours Central Zentalis Time)
Location: URX Terra V, AlphaTerra City, Signus VI Colony, Infinite Sacrifice Capital Colony Ship of the Zentalis Collective Empire
My eyes flicker open and seconds later I find myself hugged close by my elder sister. “Praise The Most High that you’re alright, Caiden-kun!”
“What…” I yawn as I’m released from her hug and laid down on my bed, “Neechan what’s going on? Why am I back home? I…I remember battling my friends and we were having fun then I passed out. What…what happened? Why…why isn’t…why can’t I sense their presence?”
“Caiden-kun, sweetie…” She rubs my forehead as she sits down beside me, “you’re powers aren’t going to be working for atle
Shinko (Story Arc 3: The Messenger) (1/4)Yuu: (Walking through the Momoya forest) Ahh! Nothing like taking in the fresh forest air!Shinko (Story Arc 3: The Messenger) (1/4)5 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Shinko: Heh! Yeah! It’s just a week or two until Christmas, so the weather is nice!
Humija: It is, but I wish it would snow. (Sighs a little)
Shinko: Yeah, but you can’t rush nature. Don’t worry. It might fall eventually.
Humija: Maybe. It hasn’t snowed in Momoya in a while.
Shinko: (Smiles, showing his teeth) It’s not like it can’t happen now. Don’t cling to the past, Humija.
Yuu: (Feels the ground shake) W-Whoa!
Shinko: (Trying to keep his balance) W-What’s going on?!
Humija: (Points) Look!
(Numerous dire wolves, or giant wolves, stomped towards a man, surrounding him)
Shinko: Sh#t! We have to help that guy! (Body gleams with soul energy)
Yuu: (Unsheathes his blade)
Humija: (Raises her wand)
Man: Text Craft EARTHQUAKE! (Places his hands on the ground and the text “EARTHQUAKE” appears on the soil)
(Suddenly, the grou
Chapter One: Where is the MessRolling off her rack, Natalie muttered to the computer to turn the lights on dim, and stumbled over to her wall. She rubbed her sleep filled eyes as she pressed a switch, opening her closet. Gray, gray, darker grey, and black greeted her in the form of simple coveralls. She seriously needed to get some shopping done, this issued clothing was not going to cut it for the redhead.Chapter One: Where is the Mess8 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was her first full day on the station, the previous being a haze of paperwork and someone giving her a quick tour that included where she lived, how to get to the mess decks, and where orientation was, and not much else. She barely remembered the way to breakfast, and she was regretting that, as her belly was grumbling the need for oatmeal and her head screamed for coffee.
She pulled on the black coveralls and sighed inwardly when she noticed they were a good six inches too long. She had listed her hight, a full five feet tall, but evidently there was a mix up, or t