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Asher woke with a sudden start. He'd had the strangest dream! He'd been walking down the street trying to avoid attention, and then something... what was it? He couldn't remember exactly, but there had been a thing in the sky that had snatched him into some sort of alien room and then... he'd...

He sat quietly in his assigned space, occasionally scratching at a growing itch under his collar. He was not used to collars anymore. In his previous household, he hadn't needed them. Now the stiff, new red collar made his skin itchy, but he supposed it could be worse. Instead of being tied...

Erbrow stared down at the crumbled mass of blue-grey scales laying in the ditch of a valley before him, its head crushed by a stone some human had pushed down on it after trapping it in this tiny ravine where it could not escape. Most of the skin and every nail and talon and crest had been...

Irie lay on the thin mattress on the little twin bed in the back bedroom on the second story of the silent, empty house. He stared up at the cobwebbed ceiling, painting, gripping his stomach hard. Hungry... so very hungry! He rolled onto his side and half curled, whimpering softly. If only...

Eamon stood at the gangplank of the ship. Well, gangplank brought to mind water and sailing ships and all sorts of nautical terms. This gangplank was actually just a short, glorified hallway leading to a decontamination chamber before the actual ship. You couldn't even see the ship from...

Welcome to Moon City where the future is today! Moon City is at the peak of innovation and working every day to make life easier on our residents. We work to not only live in our homes, but to live in harmony with our homes! We hope you will find the home you have been looking for here in our...

Muir whistled softly to himself as he waded through the manta ray's petting tank. The grey creatures glided through the relatively shallow water, each of them only about two to three feet across with little tails trailing along behind them. The water demon smiled as one of them brushed along...

[/SPOILER] It wasn't right. None of this was right! He'd made a mistake somewhere. This outcome hadn't been right! It couldn't be right. Then again, was he trying to force an outcome he wanted instead of letting the right outcome present itself? It was possible, he supposed. He grit his teeth...

A dystopian world under the surface of the earth

Ladislaus Wilhelm Venlian Kienlien. An illustrious name. Not exactly fitting with the modern trends of names here in the New England area of America, but one that reminded him of the bygone days of glory! Days when he ruled by the sword, commanded mighty men of valor, and bowed only to men...

Pheobe sat in the middle row of the ancient, rattle-trap minivan, staring out the window at the grey, wet world passing them by. The rain drizzled wimpily, adding an extra sheen to everything, yet it failed mightily to glitter. Brick was a major building material around here, it seemed...

Dragons aren't real. Everyone knows that. Just as they know magic is not real, and even if it was real, it would be evil. It's that simple. Some races, those lesser beings that were spoken of in fairy tales but likely did not exist, they have magic, but they keep it to themselves. Humans...

It was quiet down here. Quiet and dark. He liked it that way. Above his head, nightlife was full swing, and everyone was making the most of every second, for better and, mostly, worse. The occasional car rushed overhead, casting odd shadows and leaving behind the scent of gas and oil which...

Paul Wronski adjusted the vase of flowers on the living room coffee table. Then he pushed it back just a smidge. There! Center. He brushed off his hands nervously and looked around. The small living room leading into the utilitarian kitchen was spotless and perfect. Other than the fat...

Clancy woke with a start. He felt as if he had been dreaming. Strange. That was a physical impossibility for someone of his kind, and yet he could not shake the feeling he had been thinking or feeling something just before waking. Such an odd sensation he had not had since... Well, a very...

The sun shone bright, birds sang, the flowers danced, the trees even looked perky. It was a postcard-perfect day in late spring! The kind you did not see many of, the kind that made sour hearts sing and grumpy faces smile while toes tapped. So bautiful! So perfect! So... nausiating. Irie...

Anatolie Bran Dwyer stood in the center of the room on a stool, watching in the massive mirrors as the seamstress and the tailor bustled around him, making last-minute adjustments to his wedding garments. Tomorrow was the big day... and today he met his bride for the first time. He had written...

I really enjoy trying to keep up with daily voting. I really like this site, and I want to keep it high on the list. However, I have not found an easy way to access the voting site. What if an easy link was added to the header bar? Perhaps between "What's New" and "Media?" That way, it...

It was quiet down here. Quiet and dark. He liked it that way. Above his head, the roaring 20's were in full swing, and everyone was making the most of every second, for better and worse. It was so much better to be here in the dark than being Up There. Up There used to be his home, but now it...

Crys sang along happily to a Bob Dylan song blaring through the speakers of his old, rickety but study tow truck. The old truck creaked and groaned as it faithfully chugged along, accenting the song. At least, in Crys' opinion, it accented the song. Not everyone agreed with him. Oh well, they...