Historias de Fantasy-ish

Darkness falls over Forenze when Isopheles Hallowthorne takes throne after his father's sudden death. The land suffers through his negligence and poisonous ambitions, yet a forgotten prophecy is remembered when one girl shows the potential of being what so many tried to hide. Alimane Falken's life takes a sharp turn as she begins an adventure that she hardly wanted to be apart of. Not only does she take the responsibility of her unpredictable elements, but she's destined to overthrow Isopheles and end his reign of terror, whether she likes it or not.

On this world full of mysteries, a nameless boy, living all alone, with neither friends nor family... his existence barely being noticed... Happiness... anger... loneliness... pleasure... relief... He is emotionless... like a robot... Until one day.... "Hey! Hey! Can you be my friend?"

A story about a half human-half demon. He falls in love with a girl that's not what she seems. She is similar to him in a way, but not entirely. Now onto where the Hell I got the idea of making a story, because I'm lazy and not that good at literature. Basically how it all started was that I was role-playing with someone who sadly ain't a friend anymore...we role-played for a few weeks and a whole 24+ page story came from it after extraction all the text and editing it slowly. I will try and post at least a page or two a week. Also feedback is nice. And uh. To be honest I'm not gonna be proud of it unless y'all like it. If you don't then *honestly* tell me in the comments.

Jade is a pretty, smart, strong, calm and sporty young girl. Or should I say, girls. There's no such thing as a perfect person or life. All her life, Jade has been different. Sure she's popular and has... acquaintances to sit with at lunch and all that jazz, but she's always stayed on her own, always been a mystery to her friends and family. She could have everything, and yet she keeps to herself. At least, that's what it looks like. In truth, she has several other friends. TRUE friends. The only problem is that that they're all herself. Confused? Good. Will Jade be able to accept the truth when she meets her friends and accept them as what they are? And what of the stranger who seems to be everywhere she goes? You want to find some answers? Read "Split DNA, Split Personality." Cover by Lunaforever54357 Thank you!

When Kim was 11 years old she found out that she had these cool kids that died in the 1980s in her head (yes I said the 1980s) anyboo she's now 13 years old and the dead kids are like her siblings even tho she already has an older brother...

I love graffiti ; isn't it just amazing? The art, the mark you leave behind. I was chilling with two of my most trusted adding what we call adding our mark to the dull brick alley. We looked like a unit with our matching gang hoodies; hoods up and our half-face balaclavas adorned. We had nearly completed the graffiti of our logo when an ear piercing shriek, no doubt female, sounded in the air. We froze. Dropped our spray cans and followed the voice... In front of us was a fragile, small girl, approximately our age being thrust against the wall. Tears ran endlessly down her bruised face while the ruthless attacker towered over her tiny frame. Before anything else could happen we found ourselves sprinting head first towards the attacker. The attacker turned towards us. Shock momentarily lined his face before it twisted into a repulsive snarl, he had pulled a fist back but it was too slow and we got what we needed. Him to make the first move. A/N: this is my first story. Please give it a chance... I suck at this blurb thing. Don't steal, or copy etc it is copyrighted. Every little piece! ENJOY.

What if schizophrenics aren't as crazy as people are led to believe? Amelia Jaclyn is not a normal girl, she never has been. Her only friend is in her head, or so people think. Amelia is convinced that she's real, despite the fact that no one else can see her. What if her friend is not alone, what if all the voices that schizophrenic people hear are real, just not from our world? What if they're not friendly? Can Amelia gather other schizophrenic people, can she get them to work together? It's hard enough without an invasion that only the crazy can see coming.

At my funeral Don't cry I've been dead for a long time

Short story - originally for a school assessment. Jules and his friend Nathan were having fun together in the woods. On their way home, they have an encounter with a strange man who threatens to kill them. What will Jules do? (Technically finished, but I may continue it with bonus parts. Please comment if you have ideas. :D)

Snow.. .... A mystery found only in books and old tales. In this little town a girl who didn't belong lived without memories of her home. All she wished was to remember, so that she could go back to her home.... Only to remember but is there a reason why she couldn't? A story of love (probably) and finding out who you really are.

This short story is about one pond, one wish, and one fortunate boy named Lucas Hamel

Meet 12 year old orphan Ella Marie Johnson. For about 6 years, Ella Marie has lived in an orphanage because there was no one to care for her, mainly because everyone that had the even slightest possibility to care for her, well, I'm sorry to say this, but, DEAD. Her parents died in a car crash on her fifth birthday, Aunt and Uncle from her mom's side from an AIRPLANE crash, Aunt and Uncle on her father's side, also in a car crash when she was only THREE. Ella Marie is a huge swiftie and ADORES taylor. It would be not POSSIBLE for Taylor to adopt anyone, but in reality, it's reality for Ella Marie.

An anthology.

sometimes you need to learn to help others before you can help yourself...

‘No, no, no, no no no,’ John clutched his head, fingertips pressing into his skull. ‘Don’t lose control.’ ‘But why not?’ John glared at himself, the voice in his head speaking softly and gently. ‘It’s only for a few moments. You can give me that much, can’t you?’ His jaw clenched tighter, teeth grinding against each other. The agony was written on his face, but those hazel eyes stared coldly back at him, always coldly. And empty. John is insane; that much is all he can remember. His life wasn't a good one, but with his other half, he struggles to exist. He craves silence, and the peace it will bring him. When the police come after John, he's forced into a period of revelation about himself, and perhaps he will truly find the peace he desires. ~~~~~~~~~~~ This was an assignment for my creative writing class. I think it is well-written, and I hope you all like it :) This is the 2nd update, now expanded upon version of this story. However, this is still technically a rough draft, so hopefully you guys enjoy it as I wait to get final feedback on this for class

Unknown... For now...

A homeless, penniless musician stumbles upon a street piano.