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I turn seventeen today. The rest of the boys and girls born seventeen springs ago do, too. If we pass the tests given to us, then we become adults. And six of us—three girls, and three boys—will be chosen to race. The earth this morning smells of horses. Horses, which our village survives upo... - Fiction > Action-AdventureThe trees surrounding the keep thrashed back and forth in the vicious wind. They rushed and roared, obscuring all noise within a mile’s radius. Clouds sprinted overhead, competing against the moonlight to see which would cover the sky Below, the Keep rose out of the ground, a jagged, half-fortr...
- Fiction > Action-Adventure“Is there something you’d like to tell me?” Pax prompted. Olivia shook her head. “No.” Her hands were shaking as she shoved the sword back into the sheath. She turned away quickly, but not quickly enough. “That’s a magnificent blade you have there,” Pax noted. “May I see it?...
- Fiction > Fan Fiction“Hey, boys!” Katie Gardiner shouted at the Stoll twins. She blew a kiss at them tauntingly across the clearing, then dashed off into the underbrush. They weren’t very stealthy. But they were fast, and they were gaining on her. Katie flicked out a hand behind her, and the weeds along the dee...
- Fiction > Fan FictionIn the far, darkest corner of a local tavern, Will Treaty, and his wife, Alyss Mainwaring Treaty, sat together. They watched Will’s apprentice quietly, protectively, as she sat in the full light of the room, by the enormous fireplace, talking and laughing far more than any normal Ranger’s appren...
- Nonfiction > Personal ExperienceWe practice every day, sweating like mad, and tripping over our own feet from exhaustion. Two hours per session, eight hours a week, not including game day. We learn the moves, memorize the music, ingrain the steps into our heads so deeply that they become muscle memory, like writing three-letter wo...
- Fiction > Action-AdventureThere’s a cry for help. My head snaps up towards the sound—maybe five blocks away? Six? Shouldn’t be a problem. I leap off the stone gargoyle, and dive into the night. It’s a beautiful full moon out, and from this high it feels like I can touch the stars themselves. Not many Heroes can fl...
- Fiction > Action-Adventure"Everett, the lowly intern, enters the lion’s den. It’s been a long night, and even though sunlight is peeking through the automated, tinted windows, Everett wants nothing more than to collapse on a cloud for a few moments of peace before the day begins again." He snorted, and in th...
- Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy“This one is one of my favorites,” the librarian said with a mysterious smile. She handed me the book with one of her crackly, wrinkled hands. I nodded. “All right. Thanks for the help,” I said. I looked down at the cover, old maroon leather, rubbed smooth from years of wear. “Hey, the...
- Fiction > Fan FictionIt was surprisingly cool and crisp, despite being the last day of the summer holiday. Albus would soon be entering fifth year. He found himself unexpectedly reluctant to leave Number Twelve, Grimmauld Place. His friend from three doors down, Jeanette Bronadello, nudged his shoulder playfully as t...
- Fiction > Fan FictionVampires. Surely not. In the instant allowed to me, I studied the expressions of Sam Uley and Billy Black. They were serious. Worried, anxious looks crossed their faces, before they shielded themselves with masks of false calm. I decided to take precautions anyways. “Girls,” I snapped over...
- Fiction > Realistic FictionCharacters: Sigrid Johnson ~ The Radiowoman Administrator ~ The Administrator Competitors: Annie Dyker ~ A Hot-Air-Balloon Captain Nick Russell ~ A Hot-Air-Balloon Captain. Nairobi Waters ~ A Hot-Air-Balloon Captain Chase Crews Dyker Crew ~ Nat, Mitchell, Sara Russelton Crew ~ Jason, ...
- Fiction > Fan FictionWe crept up to the house with the beat-up Rabbit Volkswagen in the driveway. I held up a cautionary hand, and the girls behind me immediately froze as I surveyed the yard before us. The house was small, with flaking red paint. I supposed in its day, it had looked a little like a farmhouse. There ...
- Fiction > Fan FictionFlying is quite possibly the most spectacular thing on earth. I beat my powerful, muscular wings, gliding higher and higher above the rapidly sinking sun. Behind me, Haley and Hannah, the twins, and Melody, rose in a perfect V formation. Any normal person below would think that we were just anoth...
- Poetry > Free VerseStanding at the forking road, Wondering what to choose, Wondering which path I take Will offer me the most to lose. One path is more traveled by, And one is far less so. Far ahead I see the light, But not the familiar light I know. I turn around, and now I find The path behind is burne...
- Fiction > Historical Fiction“Hey! Boy! Can you read?” Charles frowned, and stood, wiping his hands off on a grimy pair of frayed trousers. “What d’you want, ni—negro?” He bit off the word angrily. Just because he didn’t go to school didn’t mean he was a racist, like Mr. Henny down the road. More slowly...
