Adventure

Into The Great Beyond
Outside the airlock viewport, nebulous tendrils of incomprehensible colors slithered. Captain Leshford undid his oxygen hose.
By Matthew J. Fromm11 days ago in Fiction
City of plague: A New Yorker’s pandemic chronicle Pt 22.
A quiet story about fear, groceries, and how the internet became our lifeline. During the pandemic, Manhattan’s Chinatown felt like a city holding its breath.
By Peter12 days ago in Fiction
City of plague: A New Yorker’s pandemic chronicle Pt 21.
A family story about distance, marriage, and the strange quiet that forced us to speak about what we had long avoided. When the pandemic arrived, it did not knock on the door politely. It barged in.
By Peter12 days ago in Fiction
The Glacier Thieves. AI-Generated.
The rope snapped taut as Kira's crampons bit into the glass-smooth ice. Forty meters below, the crevasse yawned like a throat lined with sapphire teeth. She didn't look down. Looking down was how people died.
By Cordelia Vance12 days ago in Fiction
That Day, I Became Someone Else. AI-Generated.
I didn’t plan to change my life that day. If anything, I was trying to hold it together. It was a gray Thursday in late October—the kind of day when the sky feels low, like it’s pressing down on the city. I remember standing on the train platform, hands in my coat pockets, watching the same crowd I had watched for years.
By Peter12 days ago in Fiction
Challenger
https://samsonite-travel-offer.top/fiction/challenger-hr33y10aad Here is Chapter 1 for the beginning of the story Chosen as the challenger was rushing through Persephone’s mind as she rode in the car to Golgotha. The bumpy roads only made her stomach worse. Even hearing her parents' stories of their time at their challenges, the first challenges that were not fatal, yet even all the cooperation was not enough for Adrian Minosoke. His rule started the current games. The fatality aspect and the choice of one challenger to face ten deadly challenges over the coming years. The last Oleander had fallen to their death, and the challenges became deadly since then. Persephone sat in the car, looking at the guard, knowing each was ready to meet the Challenger Series quota. This trial was the real challenge, with many saying the Games were controled, especially Oedius. This year’s hope was Persephone not even one of the unassessed climbers from the territory. It was no longer about exploring the old courthouse; now it was a televised event of epic proportions. Persephone sat back, wondering about the horrors she would soon see in the Challenger Center. Her father and mother had been here before, but before the Challenger Series began. Persephone attempted to distract herself from all the work she had left unfinished in her father’s shop, leaving it to Oedious. Everything had gone wrong, and now, as a legacy, she was thrust into the spotlight. Only the love of her family occupied her thoughts as she was preparing to fight for their freedom and her territory. As the trip dragged on, Persephone’s brown eyes closed as she rested before the biggest challenge of her life.
By Sarah Danaher12 days ago in Fiction
The Last Lantern in Briar Glen
At dusk, lanterns bloomed along the crooked streets like golden flowers. They swung from porches, shop signs, and shepherd hooks beside garden gates. They glimmered in windows and bobbed in the hands of late travelers crossing the old stone bridge. Even the great clock tower at the center of the square held a lantern behind each of its four faces, so that the village seemed wrapped in a soft amber heartbeat all through the night.
By Sudais Duranky12 days ago in Fiction
The Net
The sky above Sector 4 glowed with a deep, mechanical blue as the sound of robots and machines hummed steadily. Leo stepped outside, onto the gray and lifeless concrete, carrying his rusty tools, and started to walk towards his job. As he walked through the neighborhood, the music of nursery rhymes echoed through the walls. “The net keeps you safe, the net keeps you sound, the net protects us all, the net protects our dreams,” it sang, glitching at every word. The rhyme left a sour taste in his mouth and an unsettling feeling in his stomach. He felt all the emotions he wasn’t supposed to feel if he was truly happy in this hell-hole.
By Ankitaa Arun💕13 days ago in Fiction
THE CHANGE
The first thing that changed was so small it almost seemed like a mistake. Erica noticed it while rinsing a glass, the water running louder than it should have, or maybe thinner, as if it had somewhere else to be. She turned the faucet off and on again, testing it, but the sound didn’t return to what she thought it had been. It stayed slightly off, like a word pronounced almost correctly.
By Pamela Dirr13 days ago in Fiction
City of plague:A New Yorker’s pandemic chronicle Pt 20.
A small farewell in New York that left a lasting sadness during the pandemic For nearly three months, COVID-19 swept through New York City like an unstoppable storm.
By Peter13 days ago in Fiction
City of plague:A New Yorker’s pandemic chronicle Pt 19.
In the Chinese lunar calendar, the first day of the fourth month is my birthday. Birthdays are strange things. They mark the beginning of a life, a moment that seems enormously important—yet none of us ever choose it. It simply arrives, quietly deciding the starting point of our existence.
By Peter13 days ago in Fiction
Rannor. Top Story - March 2026.
Rannor looked across the empty field that held wheat in season and watched the sun rise. Oranges, purples, and pinks eked their way across the sky, fighting past the mass of black smoke on the horizon that tried to blot them out.
By Aaron Morrison13 days ago in Fiction