Harker

Quentin Clark I leaned against the trunk, feeling the ridges of the bark push into my back. The tree itself had few leaves, but the ones at the top, I ...

Quentin Clark I wake to arguing. It takes a moment for my situation to sink in, but, strangely, I don't feel the crushing anxiety from before. I sit up silently. ...

Quentin Clark I'm burning. That's all I can think. My right sleeve is blistering, flames scorching my fingers. I'm ripping at my shirt frantically now. But the fire only grows. ...

IronSpark Bzz. Bzz. Spark rolled over in bed and grabbed for the phone lying on the dresser. One new message. Huh. Hi, writers , the message read. We may have ...

Hi, I'm looking for a writing partner who is willing to write a long story with me. The genre can be anything for ages 11 or 12+ and is not ...