In the beginning..."Ugh, No!!!" He stomped in frustration, the ground shaking beneath his shoes. He had done it again another group of kids gone their terrified shouts still echoing through the forest as they fled back to town. Granted, they had lasted a little longer than most others who had seen him; he at least managed to utter a hopeful 'hello' before they took off running.In the beginning...3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
But hey, wouldn't you freak out too if you saw a 40 foot tall ten year old?
"This is pointless." He groaned and sat down, leaning himself back against a sturdy elm tree. Above him was the sudden rustling of leaves and chattering of squirrels, but he paid them no heed. "Why did we have to move so close to a human city? I miss my old friends and I can't make new ones if all the kids I meet keep running aw-"
His eyes widened and he nearly jumped out of his skin as he felt a small weight fall onto his che
Arrietty 5 Years Later Chpt. 1"You mean he's alive?" Arrietty blurted out.Arrietty 5 Years Later Chpt. 14 years ago in Romance More Like This
Spiller shrugged his shoulders in a very blaze' way. He hadn't wanted to tell her this but it would hurt more lying to her. Besides, who was to stop her from finding him? Every summer since she had to leave her home, she "coincidentally" went over to the property. Spending several hours watching the open field as if waiting for him to come back. And now that it seemed that he was actually back, Spiller couldn't believe it himself. Spiller had to admit that he loved seeing her; this happy, but he wasn't so sure if he was happy about her reasons for being so cheerful. Maybe, he should have told her father first.
"That must mean that his surgery went well," Arrietty continued, starting to gather her borrowing things.
"You're going now?" Spiller blurted out helplessly.
Arrietty turned then and smiled, tightening the strap on her borrowing bag.
"Arrietty, he i
Midnight Surprise (Hug a Giant Day)The crisp night wind made Julianna's curly black hair fly out from under her helmet as she rode her white motorized scooter at top speed on the giant-sized sidewalk. She wore a rose pink halter top with black capris and red tennis shoes. A euphoric grin was spread across her face and she practically bouncing in her seat as she neared her destination.Midnight Surprise (Hug a Giant Day)3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
This is going to be so awesome!
Once Julianna reached the end of the street, she came to a stop at an enormous red-bricked house. She was definitely far from home, being on the giant side of the town. Around here, she only appeared to be around eight or nine inches tall. It was also an unusually late hour for someone to be wandering around, big or small. But she had a job to do, and she was determined to complete it at any cost.
After pulling her scooter up to the garage of the huge house, she swung her leg over the side to dismount it. She pushed the kickstand down to keep the vehicle from falling. Her helmet came off and was repla
The Giant of Felrein CH1Chapter 1The Giant of Felrein CH14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Welcome, Dara!" Leo said, embracing his niece. "How was your trip?"
"It was fine, thanks," Dara said. Leo was her late mother's elder sibling, although she saw only a fleeting resemblance, perhaps because her uncle wore the large, bushy mustache that was traditional to ringmasters of Alorian. He was a tall man, and of solid build. He stood roughly a head taller than his nineteen year old niece, and was finer dressed as well. Her plain white shirt, brown leather vest, green denim pants, and worn boots paled in comparison to his pristine white suit coat and polished black boots. Even his dark hair, its shade only a tad darker than hers, was slicked back and neatly trimmed, in contrast to her own plain hairdo consisting of a simple half-ponytail.
She supposed it made sense. The circus he ran was quite successful, from what she heard, while her and her mother had slightly less means. They were not poor exactly, but had never had much in the way of luxuries.
"Is this all y
Jacklyn and the Beanstalk CH10Jacklyn and the Beanstalk CH104 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Holy..." Jacklyn breathed, gazing at the sight before her. "And I thought the fountain was impressive."
Presently, she sat in Wyatt's hand, in a room similar to the one the fountain was in. This one, however, was empty except for a crackling orb of light floating at the level of Wyatt's shoulders.
"Just... how many of these things do you have in this place?" she asked, her eyes fixated on the orb.
He chuckled. "A few. It takes a lot of magic to keep clouds solid enough to build a castle on. Not to mention taking care of everything else we need up here. This one was meant as a fail-safe, if we needed to return to the surface for whatever reason. We used it to try to find more beans, but... That didn't happen, as you might've guessed." He noticed her staring up at him, her brow creased in sympathy. "Anyway," he said, clearing his throat. "We'll both need to have our hands on the orb for this to work. I'll activate it, and you focus on your farm."
"You can't just set me
I Was the First Chapter OneI was the first and maybe the only one to see the giant's boat that day. I stood on the beach like the friendless person I was now and let my mouth hang open when they crested the horizon. It wasn't a crowded beach, it never was because the island I lived on was so remote but I still wished that at least someone was there to confirm that I was the first to seem them approach. I wished someone would have been there with me. There were three of them on the small boat and I felt my toes dig into the white sand as the three unearthly individuals approached the shoreline, their eyes all settling on the tiny female who must have only looked a few inches tall to them. I looked at each of them and then turned my eyes from their 'small raft.'I Was the First Chapter One4 years ago in Settings More Like This
As the boat came closer, I found that I simply could not turn away from the horrific and yet astounding visual impending. I had never seen anything like this in my short sixteen years of lif
GT: TherapyFear, rational or otherwise, was something one never truly wanted to face head on.GT: Therapy4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
For twenty years, give or take, Carol Walding viewed conquering some certain fears as overrated; avoidance was just as commendable in her eyes.
So as she sat quietly in the large, solemn office, under the scrutinous gaze of the austere Colonel Jackson, she wondered what decisions in her life caused her to end up here.
"It's quite illogical, Carol." Colonel Jackson was a longtime friend of the family, possibly her father's best friend, but as he spoke with her that evening, his voice was leveled and professional; though he still had trouble concealing the underlining concern he held for her. "Your fear that is; it's irrational." He softly tapped the tip of his pen onto the desk and leaned onto his elbows; watching the girl carefully from across the table.
Carol slumped into her chair and sighed; she had been getting this conversation all week and she was growing ever tired of people telling her tha
FirePalmThis is one of my first GT stories- it's OK- I think it has potential but we'll see. SO- Firepalm- what is that? It's the ability to shoot fire from her palms of course! the only issue is the main character, Esmeral has this ability, but because she is so young, she has not had time to control her power.... Now, Firepalm is a condition passed on from generation to generation, and only a few percent of people are born with it.FirePalm3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Anyway, Esmeral soon finds herself trapped in a world of Giants- a world where humans are extremely rare and are considered prized pets only the wealthy can afford. i don't want to spoil anymore- hope you enjoy it!
"Esmeral! Dear, you left the fire extinguisher in the trunk!"
I jumped and turned around. My tiny five-foot tall grandmother was shuffling towards the house with her little feet with her giant red purse in her jittering hands.
"Oh! Sorry!" I gasped. I rushed over to the car and carefully opened the trunk. I stared sadly at the red cy
Arrietty 5 Years Later Chpt. 2Arrietty sprinted through the grass. Sho was back! After five long years, after worrying that his heart surgery had not ended well, he was alive! How had he changed? A boy could change in five years. Would he remember her? Would he care? She approached the property slowly, she was very close now.Arrietty 5 Years Later Chpt. 24 years ago in Romance More Like This
And then, after pulling some grass blades aside, Arrietty spotted a very tall human bean. His hair was the same color as Sho's but now it hung over his eyes and around his neck. He was hunched over, but Arrietty couldn't tell for sure. Spiller was right. Sho, if this huge bean was truly Sho, was different. No longer did he look like a boy, he was seventeen after all. Arrietty was suddenly terrified and considered turning around.
"Arrietty?" a loud but low voice whispered out.
Arrietty raised her eyebrows in surprise. It was Sho! An
I Was the First Chapter 3"Well do something!" the scarier giant shouted to the one behind me. "How else are we going to know if she can talk?!"I Was the First Chapter 34 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I I can't," the kinder one said in an almost pitying voice. "I can't just grab her. She's not some animal."
"She she is a human! They are practically the same as most rodents!" he shouted, dumbfounded. How could these giants think about humans that way? I was shocked to realize that they probably both believed these horrible ideas. I was the same as them, being only considerably smaller. We both wore clothes, we both could articulate our thoughts and feelings, I should just explain all of this to them but I was so scared at the time! I dared to peak my eyes out from under my arms and saw the one giant's hand palm down in the sand only a few feet away from my body now.
I was so sure that that hand was going to grab me. What would happen to me then?
Daddy's Little GirlStarted 1/31/10Daddy's Little Girl4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It had been 7 years since that incident that everyone had blamed on the government. That incident that bred a new type of human being. And the new human being was being called a name from nothing more than fairy tales a giant.
Cassie was little but embarrassed of her situation in this 'new world.' It was all because over egotistical leaders of countries all around the world wanted some sort of gas to be tested right away. She stared at a photo on her bedside table in the corner of her room, her blue eyes falling to the friendly female smiling face in it. It was a photo of her mother in the hospital after she had Cassie. Her mother was lucky she never had to see this horrid new planet that was bred years later.
She stared down at the journal in her lap, her scribbling writing from when she was but a 10 year old to the beautiful curving letters of a 17 year old. She began this journal when her father started to change, all because of some explosion his lab had h
New Grounds ~ Chapter OneCorinne scanned the forest trail that spread out before her. This was the area her father had used to carry her out to every weekend when she was a little girl. Its luscious trees, constantly blooming wildflowers, and calming stream had been a magical place for her to use her imagination.New Grounds ~ Chapter One2 years ago in Settings More Like This
Of course, that had been several long years ago, and her father was long since gone.
Being just nineteen years old, Corinne was able to take care of herself. She never stayed in one location for long, moving frequently throughout North America.
Now, she had rediscovered the woods next to her first home, and she took it all in with a single breath. Brushing her hand against the rough bark of an old oak tree, she recalled with a smile the time her father had told her that his great grandfather had planted that very same tree.
Shifting her backpack around, she stretched up to the first low-hanging limb she could reach and proceeded to lift herself upward. Eventually, she made it to the top, stopping to t
Take Me Home: BriceTake Me Home: Brice3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Take Me Home: Brice
"Her memory is a prison from which she cannot escape."
Max didn't really have much to do on his first night in his new home. The only thing he had thought to unpack right away was his computer and to set up his internet. It was a relief to not be disconnected from the world. He was looking through his entire usual fair when an advertisement popped up filling the screen for something called "TinEbay."
"Clever," he muttered and began to try and close it. He didn't appreciate jokes like this, no matter how interesting they were and he cursed himself for not getting a stronger ad blocker. The more he clicked, the more faces appeared on the screen some claiming that those on the screen were good at games, had an amazing memory, loved to read and had been pampered. They looked pretty human to him though and he was inwardly disgusted that most of the girls and guys filling the screen were wearing
No Monster Lines"Leo! Hey Leo, wait up! Hey!" I ran, following my big friend after he bolted. I knew that chasing after a 53 ½ foot tall giant on foot wasn't one of my smartest ideas, but right now he needed me. He was upset, and I needed to be there for him.No Monster Lines3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
After several minutes of jogging through the trees, I finally found him. He was leaning against the sturdy trunk of a large oak, hugging his knees and staring blankly across the lake we played in so often as kids. I took a moment to catch my breath from all of that running before walking up to him. I placed a hand on his thigh and looked up at his distressed face.
He said nothing.
"Leo, it's going to be ok...you know they didn't mean it like tha-"
"Yes!" He snapped, whipping his head down to look at me with his sad eyes. I winced a little from the volume of his voice. He had issues keeping his rumbling v
Nymph- Chapter 1Nymph- Chapter 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The weasel was closing in. He could smell his victory over his prey soon approaching. She was tiring, and he was still strong.
Phaedra hadn't run so hard in her life. She had no idea where she was running, which was the most terrifying thing about it. Would she ever reach the end of this sea of tall grass? She was glad, at least, that the grass wasn't so thick that she couldn't run full out.
Phaedra's legs were burning, her heart screaming in her chest. She could hear the monster behind her, writhing through the grass like a shadow. All it would take was for Phaedra to make one mistake, one false step, and she would be dead. The grass and sticks and dirt flew away behind her. Jump over a stone, duck under a weed, twist around a grass stalk, dodge a piece of wood. Her vision was beginning to speckle with dark spots, her head beginning to throb. She tried to not notice, instead focusing on the world whooshing past, blurring into indiscernible shapes and colors.
Sweet Dreams -VoreThe knock on the door startled the Tyre from his dreamless sleep and he grunted .trying to claw his way to the surface from the drowsy blackness...but a second knock helped to push him the rest of the way and he rolled off the side of the couch, just barely keeping from falling over. He'd fallen asleep watching The Princess Bride .the select menu playing over and over in a continuous loop as he staggered to his feet. He heard a third knock it was frantic .and it helped him to move faster just glimpsing the clock before he reached the door it was almost 3 in the morning ..the sound of rain pattering against the window and in the background of his hazy state he could hear the booming rumble of thunder and an occasional flash of lightening would illuminate the dimly lit apartment.Sweet Dreams -Vore3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
His hand fumbled for the handle, sleep making his perception off as he hurriedly opened the door, rubbing a hand over his face to try and clear his blurry visi
Jacklyn and the Beanstalk CH9Jacklyn and the Beanstalk CH94 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
That night, Jacklyn drifted into the most comfortable sleep she could remember. The bed itself was set on Wyatt's nightstand, and had been made from one blanket. Wyatt had cut a portion of the blanket into pieces, two of which served as human-sized blankets while two more were rolled up to form pillows. The rest of the blanket had been neatly folded into a makeshift mattress. The whole thing was far more comfortable than her little nook in the castle, and even superior to the worn out mattress she'd had at her farm in Revelle.
Despite this, Jacklyn found herself awoken several hours before dawn. As she faded into awareness, she heard a violent coughing. Suddenly, she was wide awake. "Wyatt?" she asked.
"I'm okay, go back to sleep," he said.
She opened her mouth to ask if he needed some water, but that was a stupid question. Even if he did, what could she possibly do about it? "Are you sure?" she asked, climbing out of her bed and walking to the edge of the night
Jacklyn and the Beanstalk CH12Jacklyn and the Beanstalk CH124 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Wyatt lay in his bed, watching Jacklyn sleep. The adrenaline had faded and he now felt the exhaustion of the climb and his fading illness. Yet sleep did not come easily to him. Jacklyn's injuries, fortunately, were not as severe as he had feared. He was fairly well-versed in first aid, one of the many things his parents had taught him. After all, there had not been a practicing medic of his species in decades. Though he had never expected to use that knowledge to aid anyone but himself.
It seemed that two of Jacklyn's ribs had been cracked, though thankfully not fully broken. Breathing would be painful for several weeks, and she would be bedridden for much of that too. But she would live. She would recover and be as healthy and active as she ever was.
Yet five words still echoed in Wyatt's mind. "It could have been worse." A phrase that was supposed to give comfort in times like this now had the opposite effect. He could have killed her. As long as she was near him, s