A.P Pleasant
Bio
New to the writing scene, going to post some short stories and would love some feedback if it's not any trouble. Cheers
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Stories (4/0)
Another World
Another World Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. Though when we first arrived in this strange world nearly a year ago now the night sky appeared to be similar to that of Earth, the only reason we knew it wasn’t was the fact that there were two moons. For the first few days, we had all stuck together and formed a base camp near where we had arrived. During that time I talked to nearly 200 people to find out where they all had come from, and to my surprise, there were no two people from the same country, and not everyone spoke English, which was surprising because I could understand them all perfectly despite only being able to speak English. After a few days, everyone had begun to settle into the new routine that we all lived by now, however, that all changed on the fifth night, at midnight the sky slowly lit up almost as if the sun was rising, and majestic purple clouds began to dance across the sky. Then we were attacked by a group of twenty goblins, each one was no stronger than your average teenager but they were still able to kill ten of us before we killed them. After this, the peace that we had established crumbled like a sand castle and divisions formed, those with a weak mentality chose to either flee in fear, and others formed a group and departed to set up a new camp believing that anywhere else would be safer. By the end of the fifth day of the 195 people that had made up this camp was reduced to 100. Once we buried our dead and burnt the goblin's corpses we took what little equipment they had and began to use the weapons and armour of the monsters as our own.
By A.P Pleasant about a year ago in Fiction
The Retreat
THE RETREAT "Good evening sir. Is there anything that I can help you with?" An attractive young brunette asked as I approached the desk. It was impossible to deny the beauty and elegance that she had even as she sat behind that receptionist counter, the way she held herself upright showed off her slender physique, not to mention the way her blouse and jacket fit perfectly to her, not a single crease could be seen nor did the buttons holding it all together look strained and the way she smiled cooly at me as I stood before her left me momentarily speechless.
By A.P Pleasant about a year ago in Filthy
SOVEREIGNTY: THE ORIGIN
CHAPTER 1 My name is Jerome Aja, the firstborn son of the house of Aja one of the 6 pillar houses of Lugella the kingdom of magic, and in this world, where Magic rules everything I was born without any. Typically, I would have been either killed or abandoned to the peasants, but being born into the Aja family, such a disgrace would not be tolerated by my Grandfather, so to hide the shame of his family he had me kept away from social parties and galas for the first 12 years of my life.
By A.P Pleasant 2 years ago in Fiction
THE VARESE RIM
THE VARESE RIM Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. But I know better. There are some things that can, humans just aren't one of them. That's why you should always avoid the Varese Rim, the creatures that are out there are unlike anything that had ever been recorded by anyone.
By A.P Pleasant 2 years ago in Fiction
