Historias de Shadowed

A forgotten cliff sanctuary in Papua New Guinea stirs to life when smoke-preserved mummies awaken, their ancient protective ritual reclaiming any who dare to disturb their watch.

He had loved her since the beginning, but he hid his feelings for her in the shadows

A short snippet of what happened while Bracken was imprisoned in Ronodin's prison. A surprise twist ending! My first work so please enjoy! Follow me and comment if you want me to write a full story of Shadowed.

An ancient black sarcophagus filled with twisted skeletons and dark liquid holds the tortured souls of a failed ritual, their whispers and shifting faces haunting anyone who dares disturb their prison.

Stalker will never give up. Have you ever been shadowed by someone? nearly everywhere you go! This story is based on true events and has coursed language!

In a cursed marsh, a lone warrior's armor stands guard-bound by an ancient blood oath. Those who disturb it awaken a relentless spirit seeking vengeance on the last traitor.

It's DO or DIE. Sarah now has to make a choice to save her best friend from a demon... WILL SHE GET THROUGH ? Read and find out!

In class, we were asked to personify an emotion. Me, being me, chose depression. This is my personified poem about a girl named Depressed.

Sometimes you need a little passion and purpose in life to move along. I speak from experience.

In the Nazca Desert, ancient mummies silently watch the living as the sands stir with whispers, shifting shadows, and unnatural movements, suggesting the dead are never truly at rest.

A buried Viking warrior is unearthed during heavy rains, but by morning his armor is gone, bootprints lead to the shore, and a ghostly longship drifts silently through the mist.

In a city steeped in corruption and fear, a mysterious saviour known only as Flo emerged. A Shero with the power to blend into walls, floors, and objects, she became invisible to her enemies and indispensable to the women and girls crushed by a brutal patriarchal order. To the vulnerable, she was hope; to the powerful, a nightmare they could never catch. No one knew where Flo came from. Some said she rose from ancient forests, others that she fell from the stars. What mattered was her purpose. Night after night, she appeared where she was needed most, a whisper of comfort in dark alleys, a silent shield against cruelty, a towering warning to abusers who thought themselves untouchable. Stories of her feats spread in hushed awe. She exposed corrupt elites, comforted the imprisoned, and vanished without a trace, leaving courage in her wake and fear in the hearts of those who profited from suffering. Wherever injustice thrived, Flo watched unseen, carrying the stories of the saved within her. Her greatest strike came when she infiltrated a crime lord's fortress, hiding as a flawless diamond. When she revealed herself, she dismantled his empire in a fierce battle, freeing the women he enslaved and shattering the system that protected him. Afterwards, Flo was no longer just a rumour. She became a symbol, a living promise that oppression could be challenged and hope could not be erased. Still, she guards the city from the shadows, a quiet reminder that justice, like her, can take any form and cannot be broken.

An ancient mummy is unwrapped, revealing a black obsidian blade inscribed with unknown runes. When the artifact is removed, a chilling force awakens-claiming the lives of all who disturbed its eternal rest.

I'm being followed. I'm 16 years old, and people want me dead. Life wasn't always this hectic. See, my school year started off normally; boring as hell. Until this new kid in my biology class started acting weird. I guess I should mention I'm not exactly your normal 16 year old boy. I like rock music, and I have black hair and green eyes. Pretty normal right? Wrong. My roommate and I are dragons. Anyway, I found out the new guy from my biology class, Damian, works for a secret government dept. specalizing in paranormal activity. Guess who they blackmailed into being their newest secret agent? Life's hard enough trying to win over the one girl I like, survive my roommate's dramatics, AND juggle flying into active volcanoes whenever John (the head of the paranormal activity dept.) wants me to locate some new energy crystal. The only problems is, until a while ago, I thought Borgos (my roommate) and I, were the last of our kind... Everyone else who's like me was killed in an explosion when I was just a baby... but something's not quite right anymore... they're hiding something, I know they are. Something isn't quite right in the deptartment of paranormal activity...something's happening. Something big. Bigger than me, or Borgos, and maybe even the entire world and... ...I think it's up to me to find out just what it is. I'm sure you're probably wondering who I am right now. Well. I'm Ace Draconis. And this is my story

Archaeologists uncover unnaturally elongated skulls in a forgotten burial site, awakening something ancient beneath the earth that remembers the shape of its bones-and begins to rise again.

"I've learned to live every moment, every second, of my life with no regrets; we're never promised a tomorrow. My twelve-year-old sister taught me that."