My submission for a short story contest here on RoyalRoadl about the New Year. I only posted this now to make up for my other book being on hiatus.
A story about hate and love, truth and lies, falling and redemption, memories and redemption. This is a story of an accused boy on his way back to his previous path of life along with a certain girl that would help him through the way.
Ok. This is not a story, but more of a poem. It rhymes and has skme depressing thoughts. If you can’t handle that kind of stuff, don’t read. But this poem kind of has hole at the end?
This isnt a series.
And the name is Traitorous Friends, the chapter title is something needed, so I just added it.
And I have a lot of Alias’ for different things. My poem Alias is King. So this IS in fact MY poem.
A college student hiking across Colorado finds some unusual stones, and he finds one in particular growing increasingly fascinating.
(Done as a commission. Complete short story, to be posted in two parts.)
This is the story of Rolerian Von Markishi, the last magician. I had the challenge of writing a novel within 1000 and 1000 words and this is the result. Hope you like it. No synopsis because it doesn't need it, it's better to read and feel it.
This is just a poem that I wrote a few years ago, in the early hours of the morning.
A utopia endangered. A follow-up to I Believe I Can Fly, a new group finds themselves stranded in a new world straight into the fire. In the small festive town of Saragarhi, they are surrounded and stranded. The group must identify the enemies and hold out long enough for help to arrive, it is their best chance to survive.
A short story I made purely because a friend of mine wants to steal my characters and make shitty stories before I release the first full book
Cathryn Infortunatus is a secretary at Golden World Business Center. She was promoted to work under her friend, Angel, whom she had loved since the days they worked as receptionists together. This is a oneshot, so read the rest to know the rest of the story. (It's not yuri, dont worry)
A story of man who become the most hated and powerful person in the entire world. Leading an army with powerful and advanced technology that make the human race regret to live as their own.
This is a short story. Warning: contains traumatizing content, if this will cause you stress please avoid it.
Two siblings, a boy and girl, have always spent their time in the ocean. They are merfolk, rather than mermaids: they’re tailless. Their time is spent vaguely, and their neighbors are mysterious.
Unlike most oceans, they are in some enclosed environment. Why? They’ll never know.
But things get too much for them. What’ll they decide on?
When Rocket gets lost in the Multiverse, he found himself in an alien planet scavenging for spare parts he could use to repair his ship. He was guided by a smiling cat, who called himself Cheshire, along the mysterious world and Rocket intended to keep their relationship casual. However there was something about the feline that drew Rocket close to him and as he stayed longer, he discovered that there was something else going on inside the planet and its beings.
Being Rocket, he couldn't care less about the planet or the cat until the mysteries were slowly hinting that he and Cheshire might have a shared past.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Marvel or any of its characters. This is merely a fanfiction and I do not intend to make profit out of it.
An anthology of semi-related writings ranging from the fairly ordinary to the experimental. You may encounter a short story, an essay, maybe a poem, maybe something else, all taking place in a corrupt modern world that is hard to distinguish from nightmare and reality, which may or may not be close to our own. The views expressed in this program does not reflect the views of [REDACTED]. Please enjoy your time here at the Amusement Park!
You’ve probably heard that old saying, “time heals all wounds.” That’s supposed to mean that you’ll eventually forget, but what if you can’t. Imagine the hurt of every insult, the pain of every punch, and the anger of every injustice you’ve ever suffered never going away. That’s the curse of a photographic memory.
Oh, but I’ve figured out a way to make them all go away. Make it so they never happened in the first place. It’s taken most of my life, but at last I’ll be free. Time can indeed heal all wounds, you just have to know how to use it.
Author's Note: This story is complete. Any comments or suggections would be greatly appreciated.
Two brothers are taught the ability to manipulate energy. The two have difference of interests and split in opposite paths that ultimately collide with each other. There was much, much the brothers had not known of.
Aces from hell follows a group of Mercenary Pilots fighting around the world as they leave behind their lives at home. Every pilot is here for his own set of reasons, Some are too addicted to war having spent too much time on the edge of life and death. Some just want to escape the boredom of the civilian world. Some just want the thrill of an adrenaline rush but the most important reason is money. How far are these pilots willing to push themselves with regards to right and wrong? Has that line been blurred? Every decision has it's own set of consequences!
(I would like to dedicate this story to my friend Sachin Kamanth for helping me out a lot. Without him, this story would not have been possible. Also credits to Peter Van Stigt and Deviant Art user Dantestarr for the pics)
They bounced to a stop, shock absorbers working furiously to transfer their momentum to the flywheels in their exoskeletons. The rush of wind died down, replaced by the whine of their flywheels and the rumbling of a moving mountain.
“I hate South Dakota,” mumbled Lee.
- A complete short story
Are you willing to share him with another just so he won't leave?
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