Cliffhanger
Harry Belafonte: A Living Legend and Activist Extraordinaire
It was the spring of 2011, almost twelve years ago, when I had the privilege of meeting the iconic Harry Belafonte at a London hotel in Mayfair. The sunlit day mirrored the brightness of Belafonte's spirit as he had recently published his eloquent autobiography, "My Song," and a documentary, "Sing Your Song," chronicling his extraordinary life, was on the brink of release. While my career as an interviewer has allowed me to engage with many remarkable individuals, spending time with Harry Belafonte was an experience beyond compare, forging a personal connection that added depth to his already profound impact.
By akram elkhil2 years ago in Chapters
A Merry Little Christmas to Us
My cruiser partner and long-time buddy, Tucker, had invited me to his place so I didn't have to face spending Christmas Eve alone after our brutal call earlier in the night. We had been dispatched to look for a missing senior citizen, who ended up wandering away from a home and freezing to death. We were both pretty shaken up by her death and didn't need to be alone and thinking about what we could have done better to prevent it.
By Tina D'Angelo2 years ago in Chapters
Precipice Chapter I: The Fall
The first thing Avery Thompson could recall was her body falling through a violent, stormy sky. Below her was nothing but the roiling waves of a disturbed ocean and the shadows cast by each peak and trough. The air was bitterly frigid - slices of cold lanced her cheeks, chest and arms and tangled into her jacket and hiking pants.
By Amanda Starks2 years ago in Chapters
Shattered Pom-Poms: Unraveling the Real Story of the Death of a Cheerleader
In the small town of Crestwood, where Friday night lights illuminated the football field and cheerleaders adorned the sidelines, a dark cloud loomed over the community. The vibrant spirit of the high school was eclipsed by a tragedy that would forever alter the lives of those who called it home.
By akram elkhil2 years ago in Chapters
FATED: Part 1
Fun Fact: I first wrote this story waaay back in 2017 after a conversation with a friend of mine: we were playing the old 'ring game' to find out how many kids we were supposed to have... I came out with only one girl, and, for some reason, felt very insulted by it. After I wrote the story, I was so proud of it I included it in a small, personal book of early short stories to keep on my shelf. I still have that book, by the way, and was so proud of this one that I posted it's (very) rough draft to the Fiction Press account I kept years ago. Extra brownie-points if you can find it there, haha!
By Taylor Rigsby2 years ago in Chapters
Oliver's Quest. Part 1-4
Chapter 1 The Great Dream In the quiet town of Oakridge, nestled amidst rolling hills and serene landscapes, there lived a young boy named Oliver. From a tender age, Oliver had harbored a great dream - a dream of becoming famous. He yearned to leave his mark on the world, to be known far and wide for his extraordinary talents.
By Richard Blockmaster2 years ago in Chapters
Whispers of Imagination
Whispers of Imagination: A Compact Journey into Creative Storytelling Embark on a condensed odyssey into the art of storytelling with "Whispers of Imagination." Crafted for busy dreamers and aspiring storytellers, this compact eBook is your express ticket to the core elements of creative expression. Join a community of readers exploring the secrets to crafting narratives that resonate in a succinct yet impactful journey.
By Thiago Assis2 years ago in Chapters
The Rat’s Tale Part 3/ Prequel
“You know I’m having a Christmas party, right?” Diamond asked in a tone that implied not only that she’d already invited me, but that this was a friendship, not a client/ stylist relationship. I thought that was weird, but it was the holidays, and a Mariah Carey tune can really bring the best out of people.
By scaldingblktea 2 years ago in Chapters
36E BMW
*********Chapter Six********* "I don't know, I feel lucky, and this is a reward from our God. But thanks to Alan for being here, I looked around and he greeted me with a smile and enthusiasm before starting a professional role that convinced me that I was in Indian cinema. This is not ordinary, we are not ordinary people; he is the hero of those excellent characters, meticulously depicted. He took my heart with him and walked away, and his voice stayed in my ear with the last sentence he said. There was an expression of happiness and gratitude in his eyes that motivated me to return to the manager's office again.
By Ameen younis2 years ago in Chapters
