I Hate My Afterlife - Chapter OneMy second attempt at finding out what was going on wasn’t a success either. Just as I opened my mouth he said, “Quack like a duck.”I Hate My Afterlife - Chapter One9 minutes ago in Introductions & Chapters
To my horror, I found myself doing exactly that, sending him into a fit of high-pitched giggling. It would have been enough to set my teeth on edge if it wasn’t for the fact I was dead.
Was making me quack like a duck enough for him? Oh, didn’t I wish that were the case.
“Moo like a cow.”
“Baa like a sheep.”
“Grunt like a pig.”
The fifth thing he tried to get me to do was hop around like a frog. Whatever hold he had had on me up to that point had now worn off so I was able to preserve what little scrap of dignity I had left.
Speaking of frogs, part of me wished that I could make him croak. Just let me get my hands around that scrawny neck of his…
Funtime was over, and the “oh crap” look he now sported on his baby face was almost worth the humiliation he had put me through.
Baby Farm“Welcome back, Power Fool,” Jester said mockingly as you swam back to consciousness. You tried to move, to get up, but thick metal bands held your arms and legs in place, while thick webbing strap held down your chest and another held your head in place. You couldn't remember how you'd gotten here. The last thing you remembered was being on patrol, a sudden pain in your neck, then the world going gray before fading to black. He must have knocked you out and kidnapped you. But as for exactly why, you had no idea.Baby Farm13 minutes ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes
But he wasn't alone. A bare-chested, black-skinned man wearing animal skins around his waist, bright feathers and twisted leather cords around his wrists, upper arms and ankles stood beside Jester. He was bald, or shaved his head, and when he saw you looking at him, he smiled menacingly, revealing teeth that had been filed to create sharpened points like shark’s teeth. Intimidating beyond belief, he stared into your eyes with his own, which were dead black, bu
FPK - MortalityA knocking at the door. Raina looked up. "Come in!"FPK - Mortality49 minutes ago in Introductions & Chapters
To her delight, it was Iris. "Hey there, mommy bee", she grinned. "How is our little buzzy?"
"Little buzzy drives me insane", Raina moaned. "He or she is energetic today – and makes constantly somersaults!" She fondled her belly, and Iris laughed. As Raina noticed, her friend was wearing the jewel necklace Minister Thanael had given her.
"How is Thanael?", she asked in a solicitously tranquil voice.
Iris smiled, a shining, happy smile... which Raina knew all too well. It was the kind of smile she used to have herself when she was off to see Anael. Even the names were similar – Anael, Thanael. Only, she had trusted Anael. That there was something wrong with Thanael, well, that was quite obvious. She could not understand why Iris would not see it. Iris had never been naive, actually.
"He's alright. I mean, very distracted the past few days – he fears a war coming closer. But he tends to pessimism when it comes to numbe
Heart of Fire - PrologueA chilling alpine wind whipped up dust from the debris of the ruined Dwarven city of Dorrak, its whistling accompanied by the clatter of falling rock. Rumbling echoed from a haggard gap in the mountain’s face as a large, yet lithe dragon heaved a boulder from the ledge overlooking the collapsed and buried city below. It crashed and rolled down the rubble-covered slope until it came to rest on the hill of excavated debris at the mountain’s base.Heart of Fire - Prologue54 minutes ago in Introductions & Chapters
A week hadn’t yet passed since civil war wracked the thriving and jovial city. The festive streets once teeming with merchants, builders, and crafters from all races now laid buried under feet of rubble, with over half of the population crushed or buried alive. Those fortunate to be rescued or escape the landslide now faced relocation into western—and for most, foreign—human territories. The majority of these being women and children, as by the time aid arrived from allied races, most left fighting had been slain by
PMD: EoO Extra 2 (Preview)Extra 02: Labyrinth CavePMD: EoO Extra 2 (Preview)1 hour ago in Introductions & Chapters
“Thanks again, for volunteering to help us out, Sunflora.”
“Oh, it’s nothing!” She replied modestly. “It wouldn’t be like me to simply shy away from a friend in need, especially for their family!”
“That goes without saying.” Roy answered, looking ahead to where the others were leading.
Here we were: me, Roy and Sunflora joining with Vicky, and her third teammate, Chloe the Chikorita, on our way to Labyrinth Cave.
Why were we headed there? Well…
Two Hours Earlier
“HEY! Team SUNSTARS!”
Loudred’s voice almost made me and Roy jump in place.
“Yes?” I asked, turning to him.
“Ya got a couple of VISITORS! TWO of them!” Loudred called out. “And one of them says she wants to see you on the FIRST floor.”
“Did I STUTTER?” He replied sarcastically. “If you wanna PROVE you can lead the team better than your
FPK - A year worth itThanael closed his door, drew his dagger and knelt down on the floor.FPK - A year worth it2 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters
This was a great day and he would not be home to celebrate it. But he had a culture and customs. And he should honour his mother, also when she was not here. Today, decades ago, she had payed with pain and blood for a life – for his.
On Arctarhon, the birthday was not celebrated for the children. It was celebrated for the mothers, it was a day of thanking for the life that was given.
Thanael smiled. "I thank you, mother", he said in the old dialect, holding his dagger up so it would reflect the evening's fading light, "for your decision to have me. I thank you for carrying me, for suffering me when I was not even a person yet. I thank you for the pains you went through, I thank you for the arms that embraced me when I reached this world."
This barbed dagger he had gotten from her the day he'd turned ten. That day she had said: "Make me proud, boy. I don't want to regret what I went through ten years ago." And h
Asdevaer's Self-Imposed MissionAsdevaer had been lurking in the Iukan library for two days. She was waiting for a specific individual, and her excuse to Lord Morvin was wearing thin, as she had already come here to research any Iukan lore for magic use in the battle against the Nameless. Her own patience was wearing thin, as she had come her on a whim, deciding it was time for her to do something about the secret struggles in the Iukan army. Why was it any of her, an lowly Aweien mage's business? It wasn't, but she knew she could do something, so therefore she had to.Asdevaer's Self-Imposed Mission2 hours ago in Short Stories
Her eyes snapped up from the book she was reading, tracking the movement of one young Iukan male. The corner of her mouth quirked up in a smile as she recognized his profile. Here he was at last! Setting the book down gently on the table next t her, she unfolded her legs from under her and eased up, careful not to move to quickly. Stretching her arms above her head to get the stiffness out of her spine, she watched Ghebaas, son of the Lord Morvin, sear
Lord of KittehsA/N: This is an original story with original characters so paws off please.Lord of Kittehs2 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes
It sunk in for the witch as they browsed the kitten section of the mega pet store. The Lord of Cats was not the daddy of the kittens that nestled in his coat, but the mother, and her heart softened. And she knew from experience that for a mother cat to entrust her little ones to someone else was the greatest mark of honor and respect. As if on cue a kitten stuck her head out of her mommy's pocket and wailed at her.
"Come to mama. Well, other mama." The witch crooned and his face brightened as the God handed his little one over.
"I knew I could trust you to understand." He said, then clasped her close, minding their kittens. Theirs, she supposed. They had a family now. "Indeed we do." He said, reading her thoughts.
"You could have had them at home, you know." She said gently as they walked on arm in arm.
"Godly births tend to be private things, but I wish you had been there." He admitted.
Adventurer! Enough with the RunningGoddammit run!Adventurer! Enough with the Running2 hours ago in Short Stories
And ran the Adventurer did, and ran some more, and kept with the running with an horde of burning skeletons at their back. The empty innards of said skeletons were lit by dark flames. Smoke poured out of their eternal grinning mouths and hollow eye sockets. The black plumes coalesced into a thick noxious cloud that cloaked the horde, but did nothing to dampen the click, click, click, of skinless heels as they pounded the ground. Arrows whistled past the Adventurer's head.
How can they fire through that smoke? Right, no eyes, oh and they are undead, so nothing makes bloody sense.
Ahead of the Hero lay the Cattle Cross a shallow but swift flowing river and beyond that the village of the same name. The Adventurer plunged into the icy water. They struggled against the bone chilling current while more arrows flew past. Several impacted their armor but the tough mithril links of the elven chain mail deflected the blows. The mail was light as silk
Night and Day: Part 6Rukia didn't feel the compulsion or need to argue with Yoruichi when the woman had carried her into a room and laid her down on a soft bed. Unlike the previous evening with the meat and hairbrush, however, Rukia didn't have the heart or energy to fully enjoy the luxury of sleeping on a real bed for the first time.Night and Day: Part 62 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters
After Yoruichi laid Rukia down, she sat down on the edge of the bed and pushed Rukia's hair back. The woman's soft, warm hand remained there for several seconds before she lowered it to the side of Rukia's face. Yoruichi's thumb gently scraped along the underside of Rukia's eyes and the proceeded across her cheek, wiping away the tear tracks. When Yoruichi spoke, it was not in the gentle, sweet, soothing tone Orihime had used with Rukia, but it still carried hints of a mothering nature.
"You all right?" Yoruichi asked as she gave Rukia a searching look, "Chad said you haven't been able to move much all day."
Sniffing once and clearing her throat, Rukia replied, "I'm fine."
Team SEWN - Arc One Chapter One [WIP]Salmon with a mind of curious wonder ever on her endless questTeam SEWN - Arc One Chapter One [WIP]2 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters
Eminence a painful past ever yearning for the final rest
Wheat courts chaos in search of peace
Navy, heart standing cold
You don’t have to see the whole staircase, just take the first step
Martin Luther King Jr
“The way he described it I thought it would be, bigger.”
Walter ‘Walt’ Grey leaned against the wall of the airship looking out at the large lake surrounded by towering wooded cliffs. Atop the cliffs sat the silhouette of a group of buildings lorded over by a large tower shining like a lighthouse with an emerald radiance.
Walt tried to compare what he saw before him to the picture he had imagined in his head from listening to one of his mentors and found it lacking the towering grandeur that reached for the sky and lorded over everything around it. Titling his head to try look at the school from another angle Walt thought the actual thing looked humble while still gra
The truthYou just got home from a long day at work and as you walk into your house you saw a note on the table that reads " meet me in the back yard I have a secret that I kept from you " so who left you the note and what is their secret?The truth2 hours ago in Short Stories
Who left the note
5) switch you left the note
What is their secret?
1) there a fairy
2) there a giant/giantess
3) there a dragon
4) there a inu
Trinity of Worlds Vol. 4 [Teaser]Chapter 6: Flying LessonsTrinity of Worlds Vol. 4 [Teaser]2 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters
The entirety of the Aerial Training and Lessons class was in a soft uproar, glancing amongst each other and whispering various things. Walter seemed to expect such a response, and while Riy could hear what the others were saying, he chose to ignore it, despite some of that being “isn’t he too short” and “I don’t think this is a good idea”. Calmly breathing out, the Wolflian opened his mouth to respond to the Avian instructor, but someone else beat him to it.
“I think that’s a great idea!” Recognizing the voice, he slowly turned his head in the direction it had come from, and spotted the girl named Nemia with a wide smile on her face. “Why not let a new student do it? It would be great to show the do’s and don’ts of flying, right Walter?” A groan escaped the Avian’s lips and he rubbed the back of his head in a tired manner, as if he were used to dealing with this gir
The Revival (Pokerus Outbreak/Pokemon TFs)It’s been months since the first outbreak of the Pokerus Virus. This outbreak however, was different from any previous ones, it was lethal to humans. However, there hasn’t been a single death attributed to the virus. Instead this virus dramatically altered the DNA of an infected human turning them into a Pokemon, thus allowing them to survive an outbreak. The virus remained contagious for a week, in which the infected must remain in a Pokeball for a week to let the virus pass. After the virus infected, the human would fully be a Pokemon completely indistinguishable from any other Pokemon. After it passed some would remain with their families, others went to live in the wild, while others would find a trainer and join their team.The Revival (Pokerus Outbreak/Pokemon TFs)3 hours ago in Short Stories
Society was suffering, many infected would simply escaped to the wild where they lived the rest of their lives. Those who were lucky enough to avoid being infected commonly completely cut all ties with their Pokemon while attempting to isolate thems
Boss Battle: Jennifer Smith (SSBBW)Boss Battle: Jennifer Smith (SSBBW)3 hours ago in Short Stories
RED vs. JENNIFER SMITH.
This ebony lounge—full of sci-fi furniture and alit by a dim chandelier—smells like something died in it ages ago. The rich chamber is blotted with puddles of tar. A giantess is lazed upon a hover-couch like a corpse. “Yeah, I’m the alien devil…CEO…whatever.” Jennifer says in a dull voice. The beauty has sour green skin, large horns, and hair as dark as her eye sockets. “But I’m too tired for meetings today.” She adds.
The lady’s belly is like a wrecking ball of thick blubber. But the whale of a rear she owns is gargantuan—a vast monster that could easily crush a golem to pieces. Jen’s ass is held inside a business skirt.
“Are we canceling your two ‘o’ clock conference, Miss Smith?” The intercom asks. “It’s a Red Robot looking to break the devil badge I put on you. He wants to defeat Jen and change her back into Viryll Popup.”
Regicide: Round 3 CHAPTER 1In a void, opening her eyes, Cristobal found herself.Regicide: Round 3 CHAPTER 13 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters
She was smaller, her hair shorter, but her eyes were bigger, listening to Aunt Irelia being a mother.
A flashback? Out of all times...
"Once upon a time, in the land of Greece, there lived a woman named Cassandra."
The young Cristobal tilted her head. "What's so good about her?"
Aunt Irelia put a finger to her own mouth. "Shhh. Let me continue first."
"Okay," the child said, rolling her eyes.
"She was blessed with the gift of prophecy-"
"-but cursed with having no one believe them," Aunt Irelia said.
The child frowned. "Then what's the point?"
"It's a curse," Aunt Irelia told her. "It's meant to do harm."
Their forms melted away into the non-existent ground.
Cristobal gritted her teeth. Another one?
Around her was just darkness. That was all she saw, and yet...her spine tingled.
She gripped her arms tight. This aura...was humongous and unnatural.
Being alone with all this? She wanted out.
As if on cue, a crowd aro
THE WOLF CHRONICLES PART 6THE WOLF CHRONICLESTHE WOLF CHRONICLES PART 63 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes
By J. E. Warren
After all the negativity was taken care of by Vako’s brother Ronin, all was well for Cargo and Chloe along with everyone else in the village. No one had to worry about anything anymore. Vako was stripped from his weapons and now he was weaponless. Without a sword or dagger in his boot, he felt useless. But his brother had plans for him. He was going to help a lot more around the castle to keep it clean and of course help with chores. In the middle of all this, Cargo and Chloe were expecting their very first biological child very soon, a baby boy, who they were going to name after Cargo’s father Kota. He was supposedly going to born on Cargo’s twenty-fifth birthday, he hoped. Chloe had already gone to the doctors to get checked over and to make sure the baby was healthy. Little Kota was very healthy and quite the mover.
Chloe could not wait to have him and be able to take care of him. It was the year 2003 and it was early in t
Overlord: A Snake's Tail PrologueOverlord: A Snake’s TaleOverlord: A Snake's Tail Prologue3 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters
Snakes: snakes are, in culture, the representation of the dual nature of good and evil. They also represent fertility, rebirth, and guardianship. In most cultures, however, it is symbolized as an evil creature, sliding through its intricate web of lies and deceit to vengefully murder those who stand in its way. But, what of the real snakes? Real snakes don’t hate you merely because you are different. They don’t lie to you. They fear you because of what you will possibly do to them: kill them. But, if you can, you can take that fear, and turn it into compassion for one another, and exist harmoniously together. A good example is of a tale as old as the lands themselves.
A long time ago, there was a group of Men, who worshiped snakes and serpents as gods. The dragons of old, they did not fear. Nor did they fear the forces of the West overtaking their fertile lands. They spoke in a silvery way, and delivered their sentences in hisses and
KING - CH3KINGKING - CH33 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters
Oh To Be Young
King and Comet were spending less and less time with Regius and Corona, as was only natural. When not alone together they were accompanied by Max and Lizzie and sometimes other members of the band of youngsters Star led. There was Copper, a bright bay appaloosa colt, Domino, a pretty dapple grey filly and of course Blue Velvet, the pretty blue grey filly and daughter of Titanium. And very rarely, Star himself would turn up, but only if he had no one else to be with. Star was the undisputed leader of the group. However, lately King found himself challenging Star’s authority more and more. King was coming into himself and that meant he was testing his strengths and leadership. Star was older by about a year or two, but King was the obvious born supreme stallion. It was one such day, when the entire group was gathered, that the two stallions clashed. They were all gathered on the boughs of Warlock,
*~*~Tokota*~*~ A Big Boy, and a Strong QueenIla Cross sat astride the female half-mane Tokota as they padded through the forest. The graying marked collared tawny dun piebald with accents, had her head high, sniffing the air cautiously. Her handler leaned down, stroking the female's fur comfortingly. They had decided to head out on a hunt while the rest of the Tribe organised where they would be setting up the next camp.*~*~Tokota*~*~ A Big Boy, and a Strong Queen4 hours ago in Short Stories
"It's all going to be alright, Sha'tari," Ila encouraged. The female gave a gruff bark, the gentle tinkle of the metal stirrups and the girth buckle, the only sounds, other than the slight crunch of snow.
Sha'tari suddenly lifted her head, ears perked forward eagerly. Ila looked ahead of of, not seeing anything. "What is it?" she asked, squeezing the Tokota's sides so she would move ahead. There was a low, rumbling growl heard up ahead that caused Sha'tari to pause. Ila swung from the saddle and darted closer, Sha'tari trotted close behind.
The sound of heavy paw steps came closer and closer, Ila pulled her bow
Fighting BackFeaturing Lord Riddick and various NPCsFighting Back4 hours ago in Short Stories
Winter, Year 759 of the New Age
It was cold. That was Riddick’s only thought as he hurried back home. When he had gone to the royal glades the snow had nearly melted, and the weak winter sun had lent a few rays to keep him warm. The weather had stayed temperate throughout the day and he hadn’t gotten too cold at all. But now the sun had begun to retreat behind the horizon, and with it went all the warmth in the air. To the little colt, it seemed like the weather had changed in an instant. The plummeting temperature brought with it swirling snow and a harsh wind that bit into his skin. The young lord shivered and tucked his head closer to his chest in the desperate hope it’d retain a little heat. He was freezing cold, and craving the warmth of his mother’s side.
Glenmore was in the grip of Winter, and with Winter came rut. The sound of clashing antlers was a constant through the daylight
Black Roses / chapter 1Black Roses / chapter 14 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters
Chapter 1 : A teenager with ambitions
" A long time ago , a noble race of demons , called " Immortals " tried to rule our world and to make it part from the Underworld Empire . Fortunately , they were defeated and forced to remain hidden under the ground . They are not allowed to leave the Empire anymore . The image of the Empire became to decline . After some years a new crisis appeared .. "
" Christine , honey ! The diner is ready ! Stop writing and come in the kitchen ! "
" I'm coming , mother . I'm coming... "
My name is Christine Kalienski . I'm a 16 years old human who dreams that one day she will become a famous writer , even my mother says that is a stupidity and that I have to make another plan . Fortunately , my father understands and supports me . As a secret agent , in charge with the Empire's monitoring , he believes that I can give the finishing stroke
The Night of the Blood Rite Part 1Circe didn't really like the cases that took her down to the university, too many thoughts about what might have been tended to crop up. Then there was also the fact that when she had any kind of battle on campus, there were generally at least a couple hundred students who lost all their work as their computers and tablets fried. It wasn't as critical as keeping herself away from hospitals perhaps, but it was still a really rude thing to do. Unfortunately it couldn't be helped, the students would all suffer much worse if the vampires running amok were left unchecked. She knew there was some kind of dark blood ritual going on tonight and she was intent on stopping it.The Night of the Blood Rite Part 14 hours ago in Short Stories
She looked around in the light of the setting sun as twilight started to settle and knew she wouldn't have much time. There had been a blood donation drive here over the past few days to take advantage of people's goodwill and turn their very blood against them. She saw a lot of people walking around with juice boxes and a
Birth of a Phoenix (Chapter 1: King of Fools) (P1)Book 1: The Birth of a PhoenixBirth of a Phoenix (Chapter 1: King of Fools) (P1)4 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters
By Kytaari Seafare Bounder
Chapter 1: King of Fools
Time is inconsistent for me wherever I travel, so I cannot mark these Chronicles with dates. My companions and I have traveled the world, traveled the stars, and have now finally breached the wall of Time itself. Only by recording our deeds can I preserve our memory in the events of the Cosmic Dawn.
I am a thief by profession. My name is Kytaari Seafare Boiunder, and I am a Nekojin. We are a clever race, feline in character. I have olive skin and bright red hair, the thick curls of which twist between my cat ears. We also have tails and small fangs that protrude from our upper jaw, but otherwise we look like humans.
I was seventeen years old and had just received my Journeyman’s license from the Thieve’s Guild a year and a half ago. After campaigning in my sixteenth year with a cavalier and his small group of companions, I set off to claim some treasure in a secret Ziggaraut nestled at southe