Fantasy

Holocaust

Chapter 1 The morning air was still and the sound of birds was about all you could hear when he woke from his night's sleep. Jonathan sat in his bed remembering his wife who he had just recently lost to a battle with cancer. He still remembered the tears that had been shed when the news was given. Their daughter Sabrina was only 8 and her mother was dying. How do you tell an 8 yr old that everything she knew was about to change?

The Savior

Thousands of years back, there came massive destruction that hit the earth. This destruction was caused by the dark lord of the earth, he goes by the name Rajah. Many lives were lost, properties and even the tiniest of all living creatures were destroyed.

The Creation of a Political Utopian Society

The 2024 U.S. presidential campaign topped the degree of polarization observed in the prior election. Many wondered how the country could be united after the election declared a winner since both the Democratic and Republican candidates vowed to contest the election results irrespective of whether the outcome was definitive or not. God help us was a popular slogan echoed by both candidates during their campaign rallies. And although an independent candidate also ran, most voters understood that this candidate was a spoiler that had little or no choice of capturing the White House.

The devil's paradise

CHAPTER ONE Large walls and hallways excited him; the mansion was considerably higher than his expectation. It was cleaned; freshly painted and furnished. The smell of freshly painted walls attracted his conscious. It was built in a large landscape of `10,000 sq.ft and the land area surrounded covered up to a hundred acres. The mansion was always popular; popularly pinned under the name of Earnest family mansion.

How Adam Met Eve (A New World is Born.)        

Serendipity

Serendipity  The recent heavy rains had slowed Pearl down; as much as she loved the rain and how it graced leaves and flowers in tiny liquid water jewels, it had made the narrow dirt tracks running through the borough of Shadewell difficult to navigate. Her wagon wheels ground to a halt in many places, choked up with mud and rocks.

"Tell me a story, please?"

I didn’t know what it was. All I knew was that something shook the earth so hard, I couldn’t imagine it not reaching every corner of the planet.

Ke Mea o Pule Aku

Of dust she knows nothing. Lehua balks in the face of faith. Her conversations with God go something like this: Blessed be the Father, the Son, and the Holy Unknown

A Toy’s Story

It was at a toy store when I met my “sister” for the first time. She walked through the doors of the shop with her younger siblings in tow. If my memory serves me right, she couldn’t be more than 10 years old at that time, while her siblings couldn’t be more than 5. From the corner where I was placed, I could see them walking through the different aisles of the store, and browsing through the items they had to offer. I could also see her younger siblings looking and exclaiming with enthusiasm, like any other children. She on the other hand, was looking with disinterest that didn’t seem to befit her age. I don’t know why but this behavior struck my fancy, so I kept gazing at her. Finally, they reached my spot, and when my eyes met hers, the previous bored expression left her face and was replaced with a vivacious smile. I was extremely enamored by her that my mind went blank and the next thing I knew I was being put back in my place with the promise of, “I’ll come back for you.”

Humanzee

I know, I know, this doesn’t seem fair to you right now. Still, just give me a chance, listen to my story, my past, and maybe you’ll understand why this is happening.

The Death of William Hollow

It was the wash of sound that stirred the man awake, the metal ringing of rain hitting the tin roof above him and the slow rumble of thunder that passed through the concrete walls. The smell came second, the comforting scent of vanilla from a cigarette, grounding the man to reality and pulling him out of his dazed stupor. A tight pain throbbed at his knees, a cramp from being in the same position for a few hours.

The Last Survivor

Mila ran to the pond facing her house and started to dig in the mud. It was wet, gooey, and had algae growing throughout the watery muck. Yet with her bare hands, no gloves on, she managed to dig a hole about 3 feet down and less than 1 foot across. It had to be here. She was sure of it.