Young Writers Society

Well, here's chapter one of a new novel I'm working on. I decided I would try different waters and wade into the fantasy end of the YWS pool. Hello there. ...

You try and try, But in the end all you can do is cry. Sometimes things aren’t meant to be, Yet sometimes it’s not so easy to see. Quitters never ...

If you are interested in modern fantasy then check this out! The humor is amazing, his characters are so fantastic, and his spin on mythology is really interesting. Vampires are ...

See, you must understand that being a vampire really isn’t all that glamorous. Its a difficult life for us and most people just think of us as a bunch of ...

[pre]Chapter One: Symbols The neon sign buzzed quietly in the early morning light. I clutched my coffee in one hand as I struggled with the keys to the shop. It ...

The phrase 'Human Traces' is a perfect summary to one amazing book. Human traces leads us through the lives of two psychiatrists during the late 19th and early 20th century. ...

the people see me when my friends see me they see me as a rockstar. When a girl see me they see me as a fool. but when i see ...

A. G.entle B.reeze By: Joshua G. Dedicated to A.G.B. ‘don’t ever give up hope.’ When I first saw her, time stopped. Nothing else mattered when I was with her. Her ...

James stared at the package in his hands; he never got mail, he was a slave. "C'm' 'ere boy! Every secon' that passes will be anotha whip for ye." Mr. ...

Raindrops kiss the top of her head You wish you were dead You know this should end Because this is where you screwed up again You've lost her again You'll ...

Silent River By: Josh G. (enzoguy15) It was a peaceful, silent, autumn day. The leaves were abandoning their homes and gently gliding to the ground. The birds were chirping as ...

“Nick,” said Colin, “why don’t you go and distract the dinosaurs while we try to find the time machine?” “But I can’t do that,” Nick replied, “I’m too short. Mr ...

Sometimes I think my sister hates me. I'm sure it's because I'm something she can't fix. Ever since Mom and Dad died, Autumn started cleaning, organizing, and making things perfect. ...

I hope this is lyric poetry. I'm not good at classifying poetry. In fact, poetry and I are really only acquaintances. Whether or not this is a poem is up ...

There is a special kind of detachment that can only be associated with a funeral. Whether held in temple, field or out there in the wild; all funerals attract that ...