Romance
Somebody's Someone - Chapter One
The story between Yennia and Khand is marked by emotional complexity and quiet heartbreak. What began as a friendship gradually evolved into a situationship characterized by one-sided devotion, blurred boundaries, and unspoken love that lingered for years. Khand's deep affection for Yennia was steady and unwavering, while Yennia leaned on him not out of romantic desire, but for comfort, support, and escape. This connection, both painful and persistent, revealed itself in cycles of closeness and distance, apologies and silence, always simmering beneath the surface of something that was almost, but never quite more.
By Neshzivne Dadirri8 months ago in Chapters
"The Vanishing Isle of Virelia: A Tale of Time, Memory, and the Sea"
Chapter One: Whispers of the Deep For centuries, the legend of Virelia haunted the northern coasts of Europe. Old sailors, drunk on rum and dread, told stories of an island that surfaced once every hundred years—perfectly formed, eerily silent, and unbound by the laws of nature. Most dismissed it as a myth, a maritime fable told to frighten young deckhands.
By AFTAB KHAN8 months ago in Chapters
Potty Powers
I wake up and roll over with a grunt, reaching for my phone on the side table. I know you’re supposed to let your eyes adjust to daylight before shoving a screen in your face, but I can’t help it. I check for notifications… There aren’t any. I open the dating app: no matches. I try to swipe, but I’m locked out until I am granted new swipes in twelve hours. I check the time, it’s 11 a.m. I haven’t slept this much since my depression.
By Simon George8 months ago in Chapters
The Perils Of A Long Distance Love
You tell each other you love each other on the phone, every time, but you always feel this will be the last time. You may only be separated by twenty feet of tarmac, just across the road, but it may as well be the distance between the poles.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 8 months ago in Chapters
The Siren's Curse- Chapter One
When I walk through the door of my home, I don't bother to yell to my wife that I'm home. She won't say anything back. Oh, how I miss the early days in our marriage. When I'd come home and Lucy would greet me at the door, eyes shining as she throws her arms around my neck and kisses me.
By K. R. Young8 months ago in Chapters
