Fiction Writing

Tara and Damian looked at each other for a few seconds, and then Damian gently leaned in and pressed his lips against Tara’s. The kiss was soft, not forcing anything so he wouldn't overdo it. Tara kissed

Tara and Damian met up at a cafe. They talked for about 15 minutes, and then Tara’s high school friend happened to show up. He spotted her and decided to come over and say hi. “Hey, Tara.” Tara turned

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I've considered for a while trying to record my voice reading a story of mine. Can't say I'm totally convinced, but I'm allowing myself to feel a little embarrased for the sake of breaking the ice, and

Since I joined college, I notice a cute little garden full of daisies near my college ground. I walk pass by it many times and I notice this flowers are always facing the sun, Everyday from the sunrise

It was late, and it was dark. The weather had been exceedingly stupid lately, which led me to feel aggravated and bull-shitty. I scratched the back of my head. Where is she??? I pondered. I stood beneath

6 months into self-publishing science-fiction dystopian stories. What have I learnt?

In the heart of the African savannah, where the golden grasses sway like waves on the sea, there lived a pride of lions unlike any other. At the center of this majestic pride were three remarkable lioness

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This fantasy novel has a great premise and Neil Gaiman characterizes well the "warp and weft" of my country but ultimately falls far short of its potential in critiquing the overthrow of America's

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CHAPTER 1: WHERE BEGIN Created using Gachalife Once upon a time, there is a wizard, name diamond collector he was a powerful and evil wizard, and he want to take over the world, he want to make all the

Source Hello friends, I believe that we are all doing great. Today, I constructed one of those fiction stories and I believe you will all enjoy it as I proceed thanks. In the land of Umu-ako lived a great

Aleisondras walked through the empty halls of the once full temple. It was like the loving waves once crashing on the temple walls, their spray extending to heaven, had all but fallen except the ones flowing

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A story that makes no sense, chapter 4 Mandy wished she had time to visit her father, Desmond, in jail that weekend. But Mandy was not so sure if Daniel and Harry would want to come. Her father could be

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