Holiday
A Good Wife
John, a young man with a heart as warm as the summer sun and a work ethic that rivaled any, craved nothing more than a life brimming with happiness. After a whirlwind romance that blossomed into a beautiful love story, John married Anna. Their initial days were painted with the vibrant hues of newfound love, a melody of shared laughter, and whispered dreams. However, the vibrant colors soon began to fade, replaced by a dull, monotonous gray that threatened to engulf their lives.
By Monnade Mixoum2 years ago in Fiction
The Harvest Moon Festival
In the heart of Willowbrook, nestled amidst rolling hills and emerald meadows, a time-honored tradition thrummed through the generations – the Harvest Moon Festival. Each year, on the night of the fullest moon in autumn, the village pulsated with life as its residents gathered to celebrate the season's bounty. It was a tapestry woven with laughter, music, and the sweet aroma of roasting chestnuts, a testament to the earth's generosity.
By Monnade Mixoum2 years ago in Fiction
The Whiskered pact : A Tale of Friendship Between Claw and Paw
In a world where instincts clash, Mittens the cat and Pip the mouse forge an unlikely bond. In the quaint village of Hollow Creek, nestled amidst rolling hills and babbling brooks, resided a timeless conflict. On one side, strutted Mittens, a sleek tuxedo cat with an air of superiority and a relentless pursuit of feathered prey. On the other side scurried Pip, a nimble field mouse with a heart that thumped a frantic rhythm against the constant threat of feline fangs. Their lives unfolded in a delicate dance of predator and prey, a story woven into the fabric of Hollow Creek.
By Monnade Mixoum2 years ago in Fiction
Under the Pines
Under the Pines D. A. Ratliff A Detective Elijah Boone Mystery The tall, majestic Eastern white pine trees stood like sentinels, overlooking the backyard. My grandfather, Poppa, had planted a tree upon the births of his grandchildren—a tree for my cousins Matt and Ronnie, my sister Naomi, and me. How fitting that a dead body lay under the tree bearing my name.
By D. A. Ratliff2 years ago in Fiction
Love's Departure and Discovery
Amidst the tranquil seclusion of my modest abode, I found myself immersed in a realm of recollections and sentiments. The walls resonated with the mirth that once permeated the space, yet now, only an eerie quietude lingered. It was within these confines, amidst the remnants of a love relinquished, that I embarked on a voyage of recuperation and self-revelation.
By Promise Olushola2 years ago in Fiction
Insights Gained
In the midst of a bustling metropolis, amidst the clamor of daily existence, resided a youthful woman known as Sarah. She possessed a spirited essence, brimming with aspirations and dreams, yet akin to many, she found herself consistently traversing the labyrinth of life's tribulations. Sarah had always perceived life akin to a tempestuous sea, teeming with crests and troughs, tempests and serenity, yet it wasn't until she embarked upon a voyage of self-revelation that she truly comprehended the profundity of this analogy.
By Promise Olushola2 years ago in Fiction











