Cliffhanger

Into The Grey
He woke, and it seemed a bit dark; maybe he was early, or it was cloudy outside. He looked at his alarm clock, and it was blank. There must have been a power cut, but the battery should have kicked in. Maybe that needed replacing, whatever.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 10 months ago in Chapters
The Legacy Of The Seed
🌳 The Legacy of the Seed — Ending As time passed, the tree continued to stand tall beside Rahim’s humble hut. Though it bore only one radiant fruit, its presence brought a quiet peace to the village. Its golden flowers shimmered in moonlight, and its leaves whispered softly in the wind — as if blessing those who passed by.
By MD Melon10 months ago in Chapters
Punk Tactics
"What I want you to do is help me find these people and narrow down who the party legend is. We need to throw the sickest, most Rudy-friendly party ever so that he knows what high school with us could be like."
By Dylan-Quinn Harris10 months ago in Chapters
How TO Get Respect !. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
1. Call who calls you. 2. Visit who visits you . 3. Ignore who ignores you. The principles "Call who calls you, visit who visits you, and ignore who ignores you" offer a straightforward yet powerful philosophy for cultivating **respect** in your relationships. At its core, this approach advocates for **reciprocity and self-worth**.
By MD Melon10 months ago in Chapters
The importance of authenticity: His true power returns when he sheds the foreign influences and reconnects with his roots.. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
The importance of authenticity: His true power returns when he sheds the foreign influences and reconnects with his roots.---- The Priest-King loses his connection to his power and his land by embracing foreign objects and practices (the throne, crown, clothing, marble floors, and even the blood ritual itself). His brother, the High Priest of the Dark God, helps him realize that true power comes from being rooted in his own land and identity.----It all started with a dizzy spell. One minute I was the Priest-King, crown on my head, performing a ritual, and the next, I was almost on the floor. My ornate crown clattered away, making a racket. Just as I thought I was going down, a hand grabbed my arm, pulling me back up.
By MD Melon10 months ago in Chapters
Dueling Kingdoms - Part 6
Here are the previous chapters if you haven't checked them out! While Kris subtly held her lower abdomen, the earth-shattering reality of everything became unbearable and her world began to swirl. “Roy..” a mere whimper escaped as Kris’ vision began to blur. “Woah! Kris! Easy there, you're alright. I got you." With concern on Roy's face he gently guided Kris towards the ground in an empty meadow. As Kris came through the fainting spell, she erratically pushed back screaming “Don’t touch me!” As she brought her knees to her chest. Scared he might feel the subtle changes happening in her body, she couldn’t risk him finding out, not yet anyway. “I…forgive me Kris, I merely wanted to make sure you’re alright.” “I’m fine, I just stepped wrong.” Although Roy was skeptical, he dropped the subject, and asked Kris to expand on her thoughts of her royalty. “You said earlier you believed you were, or are, royalty? Enlighten me Kris, why do you believe this?” “Surely you must know?” Roy laughed in bewilderment, “I can attest to it that I haven’t the slightest idea.” Roy’s eyes glistened with curiosity and had depth to them as if he wanted me to share my thoughts openly. Yet, here I am hiding my abdomen and being hypervigilant about everything. Clearly I wasn’t off to a good start. “Kris?” Roy called my name as if pulling me from troubled waters, “Oh right, my apologies. I discovered this tale of two kingdoms, one between your parents prior to their divide, and Kingdom Haus, who now reside on the far side of the mountain. Does this tale sound familiar?” “I’d be lying if I said no.” Dropping his eyes, Roy broke eye contact, taking in a shaky breath and rubbing his knee as if a secret had just been exposed. “So you knew?!” Kris rose to her feet, anger sputtering through her body, trying to breathe steadily to avoid another fainting spell. “Kris, please…” “After all this time?! I trusted you! I’ve freely put my life on the line for you and the Queen! And for what? To be your puppet?” Kris felt betrayed by Roy, perhaps Prince Coy spoke plainly, albeit deceitful in his tactics, but at least he spoke plainly! Coy tried to show me the truth about my true identity. I was just too stubborn and blind to notice! I could only see him through my bias as a vile monster, oh what a fool I am! “Kris, I can explain.” “Now you want to explain Roy?! No! You don’t get to just talk your way out of this!” Before Roy could respond, Kris quickly spun on her heels and ran into the depths of the forest to be alone in her thoughts. Most of all she needed a safe hiding place as she knew Roy would surely look for her.
By Sibley Shamra10 months ago in Chapters
Dueling Kingdoms - Part 5. Content Warning.
If you haven’t read the first four parts of this story, then please follow the links below in order to get proper context before reading part five.
By Rowan Finley 10 months ago in Chapters
Dueling Kingdoms - Part 3
Part 1, written by Rowan Finley: Part 2, written by Sibley Shamra: Part 3, by Rowan Finley, below: It had only been three days since the attack and the negotiation that had taken Kris from the castle. Of course, Roy tried to be stoic, as any prince would strive to be. However, inside he was experiencing utter turmoil. He was used to Kris being around and the three days had felt more like three years.
By Rowan Finley 10 months ago in Chapters
The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho: In-depth Review
You know that feeling when you're standing at a crossroads in life, wondering if you should play it safe or chase that wild dream that keeps you awake at 3 AM? I've been there more times than I care to admit. And it was during one of those restless periods that a worn paperback found its way into my hands – a simple story about a shepherd boy that would fundamentally change how I view dreams, destiny, and the mysterious forces that guide our lives.
By Soibifaa10 months ago in Chapters
The Paradox of Us. Chapter 4
The alley smelled of rotting vegetables and wet newspaper as Lucian pressed himself against the damp brick wall. His pulse hammered against the cracked chronometer in his palm—its faint blue glow the only light in the suffocating darkness.
By The Lost Books - "Libri Perditi"10 months ago in Chapters
The Paradox of Us. Chapter 3
The winding streets of Montmartre smelled of fresh bread and turpentine, of rain-slicked stone and the faint metallic tang of the funicular cables overhead. Lucian's polished oxfords clicked against the cobblestones as he climbed, each step sending a jolt through his still-tender ribs from the crash landing of his last temporal jump. The chronometer beneath his sleeve burned now, its pulse irregular and feverish against his skin.
By The Lost Books - "Libri Perditi"10 months ago in Chapters
The Song of Achilles" by Madeline Miller: In-depth Review
I remember the moment I finished the final page, tears streaming down my face, completely overwhelmed by what I had just experienced. Few books have ever affected me so deeply. This masterpiece had taken the ancient tale of Achilles and Patroclus—figures I thought I knew from dusty classics courses—and transformed them into living, breathing beings whose love story would haunt me for weeks afterward.
By A.O10 months ago in Chapters