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[This story is now FREE] Florette moves to Versailles, only to discover a group of Fae are destroying France. Allying with the battled-scarred Destan, she has to save the kingdom. ***** Florette, a painter's apprentice, is finally welcomed to the palace of Versailles. Ready to work, she notices that several of the courtiers are too beautiful to be human. Soon a battle-scarred warrior, Destan, tells her the truth: a faction of Fae have left the faerie and are slowly destroying the French monarchy. Determined that France must not fall, Florette is forced to use her skill to smuggle messages about the Fae inside her own paintings. Can she trust the rugged warrior at her side? And can Florette save France from creatures beyond mortal control?

Medkit quits his job and starts a new job at a corporation called "Catalyst Corp", but doesn't know who his new coworkers will be...

This is a book containing stories revolving around the world of The Amazing Digital Circus! In this one-shot book, you'll find: 1. Ships 2. Reader inserts 3. Fandom crossovers With all that being said, I hope you enjoy these little scenarios!

There's something in Jhastin's dream, one that feels surreal. ______________ TMI: Inspired by their musics again for more emotional chapters🤟 Soft story. Architecture X Fine Art Student Bulan X Araw Province X City Boy

Abandoned by the famous novelist who gave birth to her, Evangeline grows up near an abandoned theme park where ballet is taught from the ballroom of a crumbling castle. The teen years of a misunderstood artistic genius are tough. Early experiences quash her dreams of becoming a writer, and she only manages to earn a few crumbs of approval after she pivots to ballet. Too bad they come from her smart-ass competitor, Miskomin. On her rise from mediocrity, Evangeline is thrilled when Magda, the artistic director of a company in need of a sixth dancer, lays claim to the park. But things go awry as Magda attempts to rewrite Evangeline's entire world. To further complicate things, Evangeline's sporadic forays into story writing bring her inner demons to life. Literally. While contending with her monstrous off-spring; navigating an ever-shifting relationship with her frenemy, Miskomin; and adjusting to life under the power of a vampiric task-master, Evangeline gains the self-knowledge and confidence she needs to face the final boss: Herself. Will she learn to look beyond the artist she wants to be and accept the person she is?

This is a project dedicated to my OC, Ruby Collins who is a god/goddess (or what we would describe as one), and doesn't know how to properly handle the position she was given. Therefore, she uses it to her advantage instead, creating consequences not only for her creations, but herself as well. She recently rediscovers your reality, the real world, and her interest resurfaces. She decides to dig deeper through asking you questions and reading your mind, do you trust her? trust me...

A quiet night of reflection is short story collection about tales from magical realism, surrealism and places that held our minds. From A boy who followed the star through impossible structures of labyrinth, A girl discovering a boy as the monster who lived in deserted mountain and the ghosts people living underneath the city rivers. This short story collection had nothing to offense everything and anyone.

A dreamlike allegory about longing, belonging, and the quiet work of learning how to stay with yourself.

Adventure, friendship, explosive action (and diarrhea), this book has it all! Blending surreal comedy with soft, psychological sci‑fi, "Local NPC discovers dreams" feels like Inception meeting meme culture. The result? Dream travel gone wrong. Two strangers accidentally meet in a shared dream and get stuck there - one a sarcastic girl who never asked for a sidekick, the other a lost NPC-like guy who doesn't even know how he got here. Their differences in character aren't even the worse things they'll have to overcome... « Do you see it? - What? - There. Right behind that tree. He squinted at the green uniform mass of bushes. Nothing particularly shocking around them, except perhaps a bald head poorly hidden between two shrubs. Great, another bald head. But this one was probably trying to put them back in jail.» Welcome to the nightmare they never asked for.

25-year old Lee still hasn't figured out why they could not form any long-lasting relationships, even friendships for that matter. Aside from family members, which they are obligated to talk to, there is no one else Lee had even come close to calling a friend. Well, maybe except for one. -------- Submitted for ONC 2026 @OpenNovellaContest Using the following prompts : 29. You will meet many people in your life. Many will come and go, but some will leave footprints in your heart. 104. While wandering in the woods, you dismiss the rustling behind you as nothing more than wind through the trees until you turn around and realize it isn't the wind at all. 106. After waking at 3AM to a freezing room and a door you're certain you closed, you find wet footprints and melting snow leading from your bedroom into the hall. Realizing someone or something is inside your home, you follow the trail to uncover the truth. All rights reserved by @J. Lee Kennedy, except for images contained in this book. Crayon drawing "Wander XIX" by @Clara Lieu. Copyright of images, including cover art, belong to their rightful owners, and are attributed accordingly, or used in accordance with the rules of Creative Commons licensing as "fair use." Altered, filtered, or edited images are copyrighted by the author in its final form.

Mind is flexible, for it can either strangle or inspire. It is an iceberg. And only questions can reach its bottom, lighting the darkest spots. However, these question marks are deemed to be rhetorical. Like the Penrose stairs, they form an infinite loop, descending or ascending inside the iceberg, being trapped and bewildered.

As reality is torn apart by a celestial force shaped like a weeping woman, one stubborn knight survives by accident and defiance, only to drift through death, rebirth, and distant worlds-where memory, absurdity, and bodily devotion intertwine in a mythic struggle against time, modernity, and annihilation.

Where the truth ends, the mind games begin. Waheeb, a brilliant computer prodigy, possesses an uncanny ability to forecast impending disasters. But when enigmatic dual voices begin echoing in his mind, making it impossible to concentrate on anything other than a sense of impending doom, he realizes the stakes have escalated dramatically, and nothing is what it seems. Teaming up with a trusted friend and a potential love interest, he races against time to decipher the intentions of these voices, known only as the Havocs, before an irreversible catastrophe unfolds.

This was a writing experiment meant to better the human experience. The author was programmed with a lie: that all story structure involves man vs something. What if there were a truly neutral character? Clark, his coworkers, and everything in his universe is an intriguingly surreal landscape with thick yet unique humor as a canvas. Just read a paragraph, human. You will love it. :)

Some museums are meant to be visited. Some are meant to trap you. When a group of friends decides to visit the bewildering Galería de Aube, they expect art, beauty, and a quiet day of exploration. What they find instead is a world that moves, breathes, and watches - where paintings aren't just paintings, and every brushstroke holds a secret. Meant to be a day of friendship and fun, they instead find themselves pulled into a world where the paintings move, secrets lurk in every corner, and even their closest bonds are tested... before the museum decides who leaves, and who stays forever. Will they uncover the mystery of Galería de Aube-or will they be trapped inside forever?

(Not really used to making a short story but yeah, a sort of small canon towards RE-RISE) Basically not really one shots but more like some events that happened before the main story and things. #Starscream #gritty #dark #Decepticons #Autobots #dreams #story #Shockwave #Megatron #Optimus #Soundwave

Chetna exists in a surveillance-run quarantine where memory is a fragile construct. Surviving a world shaped by control and quiet distortions, her instincts tell her something is wrong. In this psychological sci‑fi odyssey, doubt becomes the only way to survive when the world stops making sense. NOTE: This is a preview of the first five chapters. Details are at the end of chapter 5 to join my beta reader program if you are interested in reading the whole story!

Every morning, Papanti wakes to smoke, brew coffee, and feed a hungry dragon-calf. Between fog, dreams, and absurd conversations, the line between reality and story grows dangerously thin. ☕ A daily, poetic slice-of-life fantasy - whimsical, warm, and quietly strange. -After finally cobbling together a couple of half-baked, supposedly eco-friendly solutions-still in need of plenty of testing before they could truly earn that label-the group reconvenes at base camp to plan their next decisive "strike."-

Waking in the late afternoon, a young person reflects on sleepless nights, strange dreams, and the blurred line between reality and fantasy. As they navigate a world that feels increasingly artificial, they struggle to find a way to reconnect with what feels real. A surreal and introspective journey about isolation, perception, and the search for meaning in a world that seems just out of reach.

Evie works the night shift at a call center. Not just any call center - the one where the dead call in with unfinished business. Most of them want to say goodbye. Some want revenge. And a few just want to know what happened to their cat. But one night, a girl calls who doesn't know she's dead. Her name is Iris. And she keeps calling back. Each time, she remembers more. Each time, the world around Evie slips a little further out of sync. Because Iris isn't just a case. She's a key. And if Evie answers her final call... she might not come back.