A lonely university student struggles to find himself and what he should do. Feeling burdened and heavy with all the expectations placed upon him, he feels as if he will fall apart. One night drinking with his friends, he wanders off and an isolated, strange woman catches his attention on the sand of an empty beach.
With liquid courage, he approaches her. Soon they both learn something about each other that they can't shake. The unbearable loneliness they feel in a world filled with people. But what happens when she ask a question that neither of them could answer?
Retail is hell, but hell might have been preferable.
A baseball bat to the head kills, and Arthur Clark is no exception. A former wage slave, he finds in his death that the dragon goddess and her children want him to keep working - to bring economic prosperity to a ruined city. Now he has gangsters, wannabe superheroes, and starving survivors as his customers, and an inventory to scavenge from the roaming mutated wildlife.
If only this was as easy as it’d been in his books.
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--I first gazed upon the individual who would become my personal God while jumping out of the back of a pickup--
That's the opening line from this story's narrator. He's able to assume the form of werewolf, dog, or human. He's looking for an influencer named Julia who has become so popular she has ascended into divinity.
Goddess Julia remains immature and irresponsible while discovering how to smite a believer, engage in combat against other goddesses, and establish a religion that's often mocked.
Be witness to hilarity, hijinks, and Hell Hath No Fury Like a Goddess still allergic to pet hair.
A commander returned home to his family after his last war which was a victory. before the war, he promised his pregnant wife and four children that he would retire from being a commander to live his final days with them.
But when he returned home from the war, he found his house destroyed and his wife who was pregnant, and his four kids dead on the ground, but nothing happened to the other members of the village.
this pissed him off and he went crazy and proceeded to kill everyone in the village. after he did that, he wasn't still satisfied, so he took his sword and set out to destroy every shrine of the gods and those worshipping them. he blamed them for not protecting his family.
Then, the goddess of dark magic and mischief found him and offer him immense power that with it he could be able to not only kill the mortals but even the gods that failed to keep his family safe. But what really happened to his family..?
Beatrice Simmons doesn't know what's in store for her. With her eighteenth birthday a day away, things are around her are starting to change. Hearing conversations from across the room, the strange urge to drink her best friend's blood, and the way her skin seemed to be blemish free overnight. To top it all off, a letter comes in the mail demanding her attendance, to some prestigious school that doesn't exist. Then her uncle, who really isn't her uncle tells her who she really is, and what's in store for Beatrice. She's a vampire, a royal one. And her place isn't on Earth like she thought, but in world where Supernatural's are real. As Lies become truth, and Truth becomes lies, will Beatrice be able to find out why her birth mother was killed? Or will the very people that killed her mother get to her first?
A short story based off of this writing prompt: You're the last follower of a long forgotten god who can no longer recruit new faithful. Once you die they will "die" too, so weak as they are they do what they can to extend your life, overstepping the usual boundaries between worshipper and deity.
'my little rosebud' she'd always say. Who was she, and why? I'd always ask myself, this odd goddess I barely knew. Treating me with such care, it was always so odd I never guessed my life would have gotten here. But here we are, I'm within her embrace again and this time. I don't think she was to let me go.
Noelle, a 23 year old elven woman is now trapped in the clutches of a lovesick goddess. She herself, has no idea why this mighty deity has fallen for such a small elf. But here she is, the goddess has made her mind on not letting her go. But will Noelle let the stop her from trying at some point? Possibly, but even she didn't know her life would have gone like this.
I don't remember much of my life before this almost like a dream . I remember being betrayed watching my fiancé of two years sleeping with my sister experiencing so much emotion then I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my chest and then everything went dark. Whilst I was dreaming or sleeping I saw a warm white light and heard a unfamiliar voice. "I need you to help others and stop the war that is destroying my world .... don't make the same mistakes that my family did and live the life I've given you" When the light faded I opened my eyes to an unfamiliar place a room covered with flowers and candles , looking in the mirror i saw that my face and body was different .
Looking at Scarlett you would automatically assume she has the perfect home, life, and parents; that is where you and the others are terribly mistaken. She is hiding secrets and scars from her past. (Keep reading to find out her secrets)
Will she escape the demons of her past that threaten to drag her back into the darkness or will she go against what's left of her old life and become a pheonix and rise from the ashes to her new life with her mate and their pack?
You were born dirt poor to a mother and father who loved you. You were orphaned at the age of eight because poverty is inherently precarious. Thankfully you grew up in a community that cared for you as best as they could. A community that raised you into the young woman you are today.
You live in a world that used to spark with life and hope and magic. Now there still might be magic but ... it's different.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story takes place in a fictional fantasy world full of fictional fantasy people. Also my take on the magic elements of the world is heavily inspired by my religion of Lokeanism. I recognize that the motifs (is that the right word?) I used in this piece are not necessarily universal.
This work is in the public domain and anyone can do whatever they want with it.