#30 Breath Fire (part 10)

Continued, check part 9 Fiction: When Forster was born, realm was prospering. The combined efforts of humans and draconian strength had made economy boom. Trade routes were established with Maximus existing captured regions. The burned lands were largely fertile and used for agriculture. Reaves turned out to be a great King. The hostilities between humans …

#27 Breath Fire(Part 7)

Continued, check part 6 Fiction: It was a crowd gathered in the great hall. Each and every dragon had assembled to have the humans blood. And the humans smelled of fear. Everyone except Tamara, who should be scared considering she was pregnant. Oh man, Garge thought. If that child is mine,.. The entire court thought …

#26 Breath Fire(Part 6)

Continued, check part 5 Fiction: Aftermath of the fire match was worse than anticipated. Those soldiers who made into the shore in the first wave were gasping for air, smoke had lodged deep in their lungs. With some minor wounds and burns that were ignored in a desperate attempt to stay alive, they quickly began …

#25 Breath Fire (part 5)

Continued, check part 4: Fiction: Sargent Davis hated sea voyage. He always got seasick. Only good thing he could see was there was the land right in front of him. A few minutes more and they will be ashore. And then Davis could pacify his revolting guts. Who cares what they are hunting? Kings make …

#24 Breath Fire (Part 4)

Continued, see previous post part 3 Fiction: Foreigner knew blood will be drawn. But the damn archers behind him were amateurs, they should nor stand behind me. They should move and flank the opponents. From where they stand, their aim was obstructed by foreigner himself. Garge gave the order to Wesley. He could only hope …

#23 Breath Fire (Part 3)

Continuation, check previous post, part 2 Fiction: Hundreds. It seemed as if the next incoming wave was full of ships. They must been tens of thousands on board. 'I told you a war was coming. Whoever they are, they must have heard the same tales and came here to tame dragons, to tame us.' Wesley …

#22 Breath Fire (Part 2)

(Check out previous post, part 1) Continuation, fiction: King Reaves loved this hall. It smelled like fire and smoke, like ash. And its his home. But his father lost this. How could he! He never forgave his father. For being a loser. Dragons could not lose. We are invincible, even our names would ingrain fear …

#21 Breath Fire (Part 1)

(Since I missed a couple of days in my routine, and I have 10 posts left, I'll make a long fictional fantasy story. This can be seen as a continuation of a previously written fiction: Let's Catch A Dragon.) Fiction: Garge hated this hall. It was too big. Too stark a reminder of the dark …

#20 Leaping

(I couldn't write for the last two days and I cover this up now) Fiction: Ever heard the wind? Its a constant wheezing sound. You never realize wind can sound like this. Standing near the edge, waiting for his turn to bungee jump, the wind was all she could hear. Her friends all around her …

#19 Opposites

Fiction: Oh look at that walk. If it wasn't coming my way then it would have been really sexy. And deadly as hell. The tigress smiled. She knew the deer. She knew he always did that. That is why she never hunted him. That is why she always let him go. There he is. Just …

#18 Murder

( Cliché Clichés become clichés for a reason. Tell us about the last time a bird in the hand was worth two in the bush for you.) Fiction: Please say something other than murdering them. Let's murder them. Oh god it was always like that. No other solution gave a permanent answer to the problem.Its …

#17 Like The Character

Fiction: The thing about novels is that they are full of characters. And the central character, the one who you root for, one whose love stories swell your heart and one whose death leaves you depraved is mostly one you can identify with. All the central characters are like that. They always make the reader …

#16 Season’s Beauties

Fiction: Dressing up to be the best. The Elfins always love Christmas. Because at this time of the year, their family did their very best. They cleaned their house, neatly arranged their wardrobes. Wore their best clothes. Mother Elfin wore make-up. Did her hair properly. Very stylish and chic. Holidays always brought back her impulses …

#15 Secret Santa

( Secret Santa You get to choose one gift — no price restrictions — for any person you want. The caveat? You have to give it anonymously. What gift would you give, and to whom?) Fiction: It is Christmas. The happiest times of the year. Lights everywhere. People gathering together, in their loved ones homes. …

#14 Motivation

Fiction: When a crowd of about hundred sit awaiting to absorb every spoken word, it is really easy. All it takes is a word to motivate them. Some more words, meticulously chosen to elevate the sociopath to serial killer. She did that. Chased the killers. She came to the stage. She only losers in front …

#13 Its The Holidays

Fiction: December is always tough. Not because its the end of the year or because its the most expensive month of the year. Its because it is so cold. Yes that was the only concern of the homeless. With so many people helping out, giving the homeless food and blankets to keep themselves warm. But …

#12 On a really Bad Day

Fiction in less than ten sentences: On a really bad day, sometimes you just need a smile. A smile which says there are things to be happy for. Even if that thing is air which being elusive to grab in hand. Or a toy which you are too young to play with, yet it tastes …

#11 Paint The Picture

Fiction: Being an painter sucks. No one pays. Everyone takes your talent for granted. Everyone asks you what you do for a living. And people think that it is easy. No one realizes that art needs inspiration, but that should be something worth painting. He sat on marine drive. Offered couples to get their sketch …

#10 Depression.com

Fiction: She hated the cafe. It was so full of people. People with great lives, affluent jobs and loving partners. Sometimes they come in with their children. Children were the worse. She wanted children. But none of her boyfriends wanted to have one with her. They all cheated on her. And she knew she had …

#9 Letting It Go

Fiction: He could feel the pressure emitting from her. Her shoulders shook a bit. She walked with hands hugging her body, head down and frowning. He knew as she walked towards him that something was very wrong. More than usual. More than the everyday upsets. She talked. Told him about her blasted interview. The interview …

#8 Betrayal

Fiction: He lay gasping for breath. Water kept dripping from his face, hair all wet and stuck to his face. Cold ice water that rolled down on his bidy, his back, sending shivers across his body. Making it more difficult to breathe. And they started their inquisition again. Gathering their information which will be filtered …

#7 Last Train

Fiction: What's the name? Crude?! That's messed up. What's your story? You fell. Okay. Next. What's your name? Sophi. You are awfully young. Your story? Female foeticide. Stupid! What's wrong with this world. That world, she corrected himself. That world. Past. She left that world fifteen years ago. Fifteen years which seem like fifteen million …

#6 (Over) Connecting

Fiction: Like! Share! Love it! Hate it! Comment! Thrash! Being yourself(anonymously). That's what Steve did. Entire day. Facebook on one tab, instagram on other. Twitter on his phone. YouTube on his computer. Oh, new selfie by that hot girl: like! Oh, picture with her boyfriend: Hate! Ex girlfriend uploaded a new song which she covered. …

#5 Ruling The World!

( Countdown ‘Tis the season for suspense-building lists.) Flash Fiction: Kanja sat in the interrogation room with a paper and pen for his confession. His lawyer had a talk with him. They laid out a stratagem. Kanja wrote this: 1. Find the guy who actually committed the murder 2. Kill him. Or if killer is …

Fiction: #4 Eureka!

He had given up. Defeated, he leaned his head back in his bathtub. His last completed screenplay was two years old. Two years. He had dry spells before but this was his driest yet. It was not as if he didn't have ideas, they just weren't good enough. The ideas were nowhere close to his …

#3 Silhouettes

Fiction: He kissed her! It had been over two hours ago, after the kiss he gave his conceited smile and vanished, leaving Mandy on the roof alone, cold and yet warm all over. Mandy couldn't sleep, rethinking about the kiss, what it meant. Everyone knew she liked Hank, now Hank kissed her. This is what …

#2 Lets Catch A Dragon

Fiction: 'You want to do what Jere?!' Keri shouted. Jere knew this was coming. They had traveled so long on their journey because Keri trusted him. Because keri trusted his plan, even if it was unmentioned. Now when they have traveled half way around the world and they have landed on this mysterious land far …

#1 Drink’s the Father

Fiction: Her eyes were darting, always returning back to the same shelf on her left. She licked her lips, said "Andrew get me that sauce". Another lick of her lips. Andrew knew what was going on. He had anticipated it. They were in the mall, holiday shopping it is. And the worse time of the …

30 Days 30 Fictions

When I started this blog, I did it to improve my creative writing. Now my exams are finished and I have a month of free time, I intend to make use of it. So in the coming thirty days, starting from tomorrow I will write a fictional story each day and publish it. I think …