STARLIGHT'S SHADOW: Awakenings- ch 1

Brian Pennington

This is a continuation of the Andromeda series that began as a Language Arts I assignment.

Never Be Seen

Amanda Johnson

A shorty little poem abut a fluttery unseen peoples


Charles Trowbridge

This has nothing to do with the rpg nightlife(which is a great game, by the way). It's another not-so-cyber - punk story. What i've been doing alot recently is work on the story elements of cyberpunk. Yeah, hardware is important. In my humble oppionion one of the biggest mistakes cyberpunk authers make is being too dependent on hardware and not enought on wetwear. Cyberpunk is a state of mind, not a state of body. If it was a state of body then comic book cyborgs would be cyberpunk. Having metal in your frame has nothing to do with riding the edge of the dark future. There are plenty of cyberpunks in popular media who dont have a single implant but who are way more part of the genre than your run of the mill cyberninja. Check out the character Leon in 'The Professional' if you dont beleave me.


Brian Buckley

Mirion is a made-up name; it has no significance besides sounding good to my ears. Hey, this is fantasy, right? Anyway, I'd say this poem leaves quite a bit open to interpretation on the reader's part. What do you think about it?

Litivus V

Tiffanie Gray

A short story about far scouts and alien encounters. But more especially about communication.

STARLIGHT'S SHADOW: Awakenings-ch2

Brian Pennington

Here's the second chapter of my Starlight's Shadow series.


Niels Rasmussen

Were the horrible visions real or a nightmare?

Lights In The Darkness

Michael Roach' Janßen

My story submission for the 'Lights In The Darkness' contest at Livejournal. I had been running around with the basic idea for a while, not getting anywhere, until I decided to look at the presumption from a different angle. And suddenly, I had no more words of my own...

The Christmas Angel

Rebecca Whipple

Well I wrote this one night while sitting on my porch staring at the Christmas lights. My best inspiration always comes from being outside. My mom thinks it's awesome, but she loves everything I do so you decide.

Starlight's Shadow: Superstitions

Brian Pennington

In the 11th grade, my language arts teacher had us write a short story. I did one about a girl named Andromeda who is stalked by a group of sorceresses who want to make her one of them. We technically weren't supposed to do anything supernatural in our stories, but I got a 115% on it anyway.

Haunted Rain

Danielle Like A Fox' Foster

(One shot. 'Nother ditty for an english assignment.) Does one dare to enter The Rain?

Red ~ Letter to No one

Stephanie Walls

Short Story ~ COMPLETED: This isn't really a letter, I just think it reads like one. It's a vampires thoughts and events in life narrowly summarized. Maybe a journal entry?

The Lights of Nature

Emma-Jane Smith

A little girl isn't what she appears to be. And she must save all the peoples of the land from a new enemy. Enjoy!

Street Lights

Elie Pearson

'When they come for me I'll be sitting at my desk, With a gun in my hand wearing a bulletproof vest Singing 'Mymymy, how the time must fly When you know your going to die By the end of the night'' -Streetlight Manifesto 'Keasbey Nights'

The Meteor Shower

In an icy world where everyone has a power, one man struggles with life and love... This story was inspired by one year when I went to the beach on a frozen October night with my dad and saw the Aurora Borealis... Note: HWIC = Head Wizard In Charge or just HW

Symphony of the Modern World or A Little Something about Gods...

Jerry Jirak

A short story created for a writing contest this year. Written during a chemistry lesson. ;) To make this story was quite a fun, but when the word limits for the contest applied, nothing much was left. :( But this is the full version, I hope You'll like it. :)

City Of Angels-chapter 2

Elisabeth Jones

This chapter is at the theatre group in the evening. this is semi-real life and what inspired me to write city of angels, i kept seeing things like omens... This is also home to the great stripe/strip debate between me and suzi, susannah carrick, if she hasn't changed her name again...


Ruth Petroff

this story is a companion to Succubus, also in my library. it really doesn't matter what order you read them in, they just complement each other. i'm just not sure about the length of it. i know the tabs on the dialogue are off, but i suck and i don't really want to go back and fix them...10.10.01~i decided that i didn't suck anymore, so i went through and edited a bit, and hopefully fixed those damn tabs that torment my soul...

Prologue : The Pit of Ire

Muzafar Khokhar

Prologue : The Pit of IreLeo, an ex-soldier trained in black ops and advanced magic of Theraldrian Magnus, and his wife Amayeta are imprisoned by the corrupt gang-leader Gunnar in the infamous fortress Ire, which is guarded on all sides by gigantic creatures known as guardians that are twenty feet tall, red skinned humanoids with razor-sharp teeth, battering horns upon their heads and huge stings (like those of scorpions), there are lesser creatures present too, such as the Therium. A mysterious magical artefact, The Great Ivory Tusk, has been stolen from the safe house of a renown wizard and moth-mingler. Legend speaks that a great city was once carved into it by Chinese craftsmen, and given life by great magician. Leo and his wife must escape...The tusk must be saved, for with it the enemy can do great, and terrible things.

Wind Words

Elie Pearson

A lone gunman stands in the ruins of a once great city when his solitude is disturbed. Features 'The Sniper' from Street Lights.