Fiction
The party
This is chapter two in the the story, " For the Love of Coffee." Chapter 1 is linked here. Chapter 2; The Party During the short walk to the boutique all Susan could think about was Jonathon Roland. The way he walked, the way he talked, his smile, his eyes, his clothes, everything about him fascinated her. She couldn’t remember any man that made her feel the way she felt in his presence. It was if the room was charged with electricity during their meeting.
By Gerald Holmes2 years ago in Chapters
Him & I
Something I started working on tonight... HIM & I © 2023 Author Sai Marie dedicated to JKF. I strode along the walkway – the sunset shining down on me with a golden light and seemed to fill my hair with a shimmering radiance. It was almost surreal. The years spent between the initial moment of my soul crossing paths with His; it was the sort of thing you imagine lovers of olde experience, but you – you never expected it to happen to you. And why would it?
By Sai Marie Johnson2 years ago in Chapters
THE UNLIKELY SAVIOUR
Sleep. I was all too familiar with lounging on my human, John's bed and grabbing what, to him, was a much-needed shuteye. For all my laziness, I was loyal to a fault. Like every good canine, I tagged behind John wherever he went and would bare my teeth instantly if he came under any threat. Of course, John adored me for this and often paid tribute (in treats, of course) to our 7-year-friendship.
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin2 years ago in Chapters
The Enchanted Atlas
In the heart of a quaint town, surrounded by rolling hills and ancient forests, lived a spirited girl named Isabella. With a penchant for adventure and an insatiable curiosity, she stumbled upon a hidden treasure one rainy afternoon in the attic of her grandmother's house – an old, dusty atlas.
By mara alsha2 years ago in Chapters
