Fantasy
How Many Waves Reach the Shore in a Day
How Many Waves Reach the Shore in a Day I once wondered how many waves reach the shore in a single day. It wasn’t a scientific question. I wasn’t standing there with a notebook or a stopwatch. I was just watching the sea do what it has always done, arriving and leaving, arriving and leaving, without hesitation or memory. After a while the mind starts to wander, and it landed on that thought. How many times does this happen while we are busy elsewhere.
By George’s Girl 2026 29 days ago in Fiction
The Breaking of a Union
Hephaestus had never been especially lucky with love. So, watching Aphrodite and Ares squirm in the net he’d made to catch them cheating didn’t particularly surprise or anger him. He crossed his arms and stared at them as they blindly groped for a way out. Finally, Aphrodite’s eyes lifted and met his. She scowled at him and lifted her chin defiantly. The irate spark in her gorgeous gray eyes made his heart leap despite himself.
By Morey Guntz29 days ago in Fiction
Travis Kelce Jokes Taylor Swift Is "Gonna Kill Me" During Viral "New Heights" Podcast Mishap
The romance between the Kansas City Chiefs tight end and the global pop sensation has been nothing short of a fairytale. As the couple reportedly prepares for their wedding, they have managed to keep the intimate details of their life largely private. However, during a February 3 segment of the hit podcast New Heights, Travis Kelce accidentally offered Swifties and football fans alike a rare, chaotic glimpse into their dynamic—specifically, how much he fears a scolding from his fiancée.
By Ann D. Burch30 days ago in Fiction
Travis Kelce Breaks Chair Mid-Podcast and Jokes Taylor Swift ‘Is Going to Kill’ Him
It is a scenario that almost everyone has feared at some point: you are a guest in someone else’s immaculately decorated home, you lean back to laugh at a joke, and suddenly, you hear the sickening crunch of wood snapping beneath you.
By Ann D. Burch30 days ago in Fiction
Boons and Curses
Before him lay his doom. Exasperated, Imperator Valatious collapsed into his chair. Beyond the hide walls of his tent, the evening air hung disquietingly still. He ran his weathered hands through a grease-stained mane of brown hair, uncut since the campaign began.
By Matthew J. Fromm30 days ago in Fiction








