Swamp Story Novels & Stories

It was a completely new ballet I had crafted for Arcadia Ballet, telling the story of an injured swan rising from the flames. Caelan pushed the door open, holding a contract in his hand. "Eisenhart Opera, Valmont Opera, Crescent Arts Center… twelve of the world's top theaters are inviting you simultaneously." Pride shimmered in his eyes. "'Rebirth' hasn't even premiered yet, and it's already making waves across the art world." I took the contract, letting my eyes trace the gilded names of the theaters. … Three months later, it was the world premiere of "Rebirth" at Eisenhart Opera.

he shakes his head, grabbing a few documents from the side and reading through them, paying no attention to me anymore. I stay quiet and the trip takes 20 minutes when we appear in the docks, one I’ve never seen before, and I can guess why I’ve never been here before, my sandals hit the gravel pathway as Leonardo walks ahead of me and I follow behind patiently, the docks are lined with the largest and expensive yachts I’ve ever seen in my life, I walk forward catching up with Leonardo, what are we doing here? I thought we were going to sign the documents. “And you assumed it would be in some office? He stops brows raised

Wolves are mysterious, they have different sides and in every aspect you can see a reflection of the truth of the emotion that humans have forgotten and they don't have an idea of what they have become… Not a human nor a creature just an empty shell who's driven by a devil of polluted thoughts and the pollutants are - greed, lust, envy, sloth, pride, gluttony, and wrath… That night was darker than my black beard, and that kid was alone there in that jungle. The bushes and the wild plants were toxic enough to suffocate the environment but the kid was not an ordinary. He was special and the environment got suffocated for a while but not for the kid but the toxic plants and the bushes of red ka

The swamp swallowed its secret. “Xavier,” I whispered. The bond burned back, cold as river water, sharp as breath after a long run. Not words. Not comfort. Just a promise, bright and brutal: I’m coming. Outside, the water went still again, too still. And the shack, and the swamp, and the thing under both of them listened.

I climbed over the edge of the boat heafting myself over with a boost from Wyatt’s clawed hands and when I stood the fireflies swarmed back into one illuminated ball behind me as onyx streams of smoke flowed over me. “I don’t think you belong here boys,” I said, my smokey darkness forming into a taloned claw. It reached for them and the four other men stumbled to the back of the boat. “Pathetic aren’t they Fluffy,” I teased a deep growl cut through the now silent background of swamp sounds before I shot the claw forward and made all the men jump, another fell overboard and was met with a snarling Wyatt while I chuckled darkly. “Threaten my men, these boys, or this land again and you’ll be at

Bubbles squinted and giggled. Then, Alex found himself sinking deeper and deeper. It seemed like there was no bottom to this swamp. *** On the land above, once the people saw Alex jumping into the swamp with his daughter and disappearing underneath, they hesitated for a moment, unsure if they should chase after him. It was rumored that the water in the swamp was very poisonous, after all. There was once a huge battle with the Undead Clan that took place here, and it was unknown how many creatures and souls had been buried here.

“Before we reached the waterfall, we didn’t know we’d entered a swamp of quicksand. This was no ordinary quicksand. It had human hand-like shapes made of wet sand which dragged us further into it. Like a horrible dream, I watched as my two comrades battled with the horrible swamp until they were swallowed whole. I was lucky enough to be the last one behind them, so I was still closer to land. I pulled out a small anchor from my bag and tied it to a rope. I fastened the anchor to the ground and pulled with all my might and…” Getting bored, Jakub cut him short. “You were saved, thank the goddess. Can you just skip to the part after your “horrible experiences.” What exactly was the reason you c

TEDDY The storm surge lasted for hours, bringing with it memories of the big one from my childhood. The water rose higher than I'd seen in years, almost swallowing the house whole. Unfazed by the chaos, Cassy was fishing away. She'd flash a triumphant smile whenever she caught something, making my heart swell. I grabbed my bow and started shooting the alligators and gars that came up around the house. My instincts sharpened with each shot. The swamp was alive with creatures seeking refuge from the storm, and we took advantage of the opportunity.

Then, just as the wave came again to dip me further into the swamp, I pulled my two hands using the chance of the moment its grip loosened on my body– for a chance to overtake me, then immediately grabbed the big stick that stretched from one of the trees beside the swamp pond. Exhaling sharply, I tightened my grasp on the stick and used it to pull myself out. Crystal also helped as I could feel a strong energy pulling me inwardly to grab the stick tightly. “Ahhhh!” I screamed with all my might, and suddenly, my body pulled up from the sticky mud. Successfully, I pulled myself from the sticky swamp with the aid of the stick. Exhaling sharply, I panted when my body made a loud thump on the dr

Paid back—with interest. For the first time in forever, the future felt like ours. The storm was over, and the sun? Finally shining.