Young Writers Society

This chapter isn't so much fantasy as is the one after it but it sort of just stagnated and I doubt I'll ever finish. Anyway, here goes. Prologue Danica Holden ...

This is my second attempt at fantasy writing, so I don't expect it to be that good. ----- Chapter 1 – Broken Bonds Roa turned his gaze to the sky. ...

Cinnamon And Pine Needles My breathing quickens, and I kick my legs, causing my warm quilt to fall to the floor. My eyes open suddenly, rescuing me from my restless ...

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This isn't my favorite from you by any means... Your images were nice, but the ending left them with little weight. I felt like you didn't finish it... like there ...

It was the summer of 2007. Everyone was back from college and done with school. Jesse was back from Iraq and Lucy was trying to get a job as St. ...

A silver haired elf, tall and graceful, was running through the swaying grass. "Moon Streak" Alberic, the elf, called to his beloved horse. The gray Mare came trotting over to ...

I changed our main characters name from Jasper Wallace to... duh duh duhhh... Carolina Waller. Yee haw! I closed my eyes, silently begging to wake up from the nightmare I ...

(My mom asked me to make a nice angel poem for her. Since I couldnt write happy and cheezy angelic poems, I wrote an emo-gothic one.) Mankind's Phantasm ~ Angel's ...

Ray and Me BY RAILEY SMITH A Bit of Word From the Author Just so you know, this story is about a girl who thinks she has a perfect relationship, ...

Her red fingernail polish glittered in the fluorescent yellow light of the restaurant as she motioned for the waiter across the room. He was a young boy, somewhere in his ...

Super Boy Chapter One ‘All know the name of Superman, but it is only in the last few years we know the name of Super Boy; Superman’s son. Super Boy ...

Oh my god! I can't believe I found it! this is like one of my favorites! I remember why I stopped like a thousand pages later than this, I ran ...

You press me close, your granite surface rubbing my skin raw, unforgiving limbs adhesive as duct tape. I look into your eyes, captivated. They are Conflagrant in a field of ...

Fallopian seams trace vas deferens dreams through latex whispers and clammy thrust screams; A coat hanger prelude to this Misoprostol sigh begs hormone comforts: ‘Live’ essence must die. Knitting