Share a fragment of your novel!

Enthriex 2023-02-20 22:44:22 UTC #1

As a way to reach others that like reading novels, I thought it'd be cool to have a thread in which to share a fragment you'd like with potential readers. Whether its from your new chapter or so, I feel it'd be nice to get a feel for the novel by seeing the narrative style.

In my case, my story chapters are divided like Chapter 1 pt 1, pt 2, pt 3... and so on, since my chapters don't fit within the episode format on Tapas x'D

An example:

Title: Flames of a Reverie

Genre: Drama, Fantasy, supernatural, psychological

No.Episodes: Currently 6 (Basically I'm at Chapter 1 pt 6. Updated today)

(Optional) Current Subs: 14

Updates majorly on weekends. Has a spanish version for anyone interested.

Summary: In a tranquil city, the Ikari brothers live their daily lives relying on one another. However, what will they do once a suspicious fog appears? Will they manage to carry on or will derangement tear apart what they once knew?

Random fragment from the story:

Minutes later, the boys gathered at the table as Daitaro tended to the pancakes in the pan. Now that they were eating, Masaru looked incredulously at Mitsuru, who was still playing.

"Mitsuru, if you keep going you'll have to eat cold pancakes."

"It doesn't matter."

"What do you mean it doesn't matter? They taste better freshly made" Daiki commented.

“I'll eat now, don't bother me" he replied. Daiki shrugged and proceeded to eat before the food got cold.

“Huh... Is that game so good that you won't put it down for a moment? I'm impressed that you even came to the market."

"I just did Daitaro a favor, Masaru" said Mitsuru "I'm almost done with this..."

Daitaro promptly walked over as he held the plate. Satisfied with himself that he was able to cook, he placed the remaining small tower of pancakes in the middle of the table before looking at Mitsuru.

"Are you playing that again?" asked Daitaro.

"Oh?" Mitsuru gave him a sideways glance as he felt a bit confused by the strange question.

"Daitaro, Mitsuru is always playing games” Daiki said as he felt he was stating the obvious.

"I know that, but I mean that game, what was it called? Hmm..." Daitaro thought to himself.

"I just started it last night" said Mitsuru sounding very excited, his attitude really changed when someone showed interest in his hobbies. "It's called..."

"Death by gluttony" Daitaro and Mitsuru said at the same time.

At the unexpected response, Mitsuru turned his attention away from the game as he now looked very puzzled at his brother.

Masaru and Daiki continued eating without taking much notice of the exchange.

"Hm? Haha, I knew it" Daitaro said with a big grin. Mitsuru frowned slightly.

"How did you know....."

"Huh? Well you told me the name, otherwise how else would I know?" Daitaro looked confused, why did his brother look so thrown off? "I think you forgot."

"..." an awkward atmosphere enveloped them as neither of them said anything. Daitaro, not understanding why his brother viewed him with such conflict, felt a sudden chill.

"Are you okay?...” Masaru asked as he saw his brother trembling. What had happened? Why did Daitaro suddenly look bad?

"Yeah, though..." Daitaro clutched his forehead as he felt a painful twinge.

bulgariansumo 2023-02-21 00:42:22 UTC #2

Thanks for the opportunity!

Title: Galactiquest

Genre: LGBTQ+, Sci-Fi, Slice-of-Life

No. Episodes: 123 (will be 124 this Friday!)

Summary: Bad press calls for desperate measures. For the Interstellar Forces, sending a small crew to Neptune was the bet they were willing to make - at the risk of losing what little respect they have left (and maybe some lives).

A roll of dice and a lack of options led to the selection of the Celestion-5’s crew, a collection of inexperienced astronauts ranging from space-loving dreamers to cynics only in it for the money.

It’s them against the universe, and their odds are a gamble at best. Learning how to live together can only help. Though with the crew’s pervasive personal problems, that might be the real journey.

Fragment:

Luckily, not many people needed to go to military boarding areas. The crowd thinned out near his destination, with only a few people lined up at a nearby pizza place. Its smell tempted the new recruit, but one of the benefits of looking like a malnourished stray animal was that people gave him food. One of the star rangers he travelled with split her McBeefy’s McBeeffast Burrito combo meal with him. Past the pizza place, he found himself alone at his terminal. This unfortunately meant the bored receptionist noticed him right away.

He perked up, shifting into a customer service-approved posture. “Are you with the Celestion-5?”

The new recruit nodded.

“The boarding area is right this way, ma’am.” The receptionist didn’t notice him cringe, but the only thing worse than the mistake itself was the reactions after correcting it.

With a nod, he left the receptionist behind and stood by the large windows in the seating area. A lone spaceship sat on the tarmac, the star-shaped silver and gold chariot that would take him away from this world. He couldn’t believe he got this far without getting caught. It felt illegal.

Probably because it was.

cherrystark 2023-02-21 01:11:36 UTC #3

Title: Safehaven

The drive back to the farm grew longer by the mile. Frost crawled across the car windows as they drove into the night. St. Louis had been his home for years, but with Hailey gone, there was nothing left for him there. Taking care of his babies was his top priority now.
He peeked into the rearview mirror at Hope’s baby seat. The baby would need to be fed soon. He pulled the car into the parking lot of a greasy spoon diner. There were a few transport trucks in the parking lot alongside a dozen or so camper vans.
The tar-patched asphalt parking was covered with a light sheen of frost. Michael hurried as fast as he dared into the old diner. The temperature fell by the minute.
A waitress wiped the front counter, swaying lazily to the tinny radio music overhead. She offered him a tired smile. “What can I get you, sugar?” she asked.
Michael gently set Hope’s carrier on a relatively clean table. The waitress’s gaze turned slightly judgmental when she saw the baby carrier. He dug out an empty bottle from the diaper bag. “Warm water, please.”
Hope whimpered as Michael got her out of the carrier and cradled her against his chest. The diner was only marginally warmer than outside. “It’s okay, baby girl, Daddy’s got you.”
The waitress brought a pot of warm water to the table. “Here you go, sugar.”
“Thanks.”
He mixed up the bottle. “Here you go, sweetheart. Drink up.”
The waitress sat down in the booth across from him. “Are you okay, sweetheart?”
“I really don’t know,” he said, before looking down at his baby daughter. “But I gotta be.”
Another waitress turned on the large television screen that was mounted over the bar. She flipped away from the New York vs. Nashville Cyber Ball match to a rebroadcast of a press conference given by Con-Corp.
“We here at Con-Corp are dedicated to a better future,” said Damian, on the screen. “For all of us.”
Michael gritted his teeth. “You haven’t created a better future for my family.”

ivanskilling 2023-02-21 01:51:07 UTC #4

Thank you for the opportunity!

Genre: BL, LGBTQ+, Comedy
Hopeless romantic Yu Junming is over the moon when he lands a job at the RomCon startup helping clients to orchestrate their love stories in real life. When he falls in love with both his boss, Grayson Black - a die-hard cynic, and a spunky undercover reporter, Fernanda who's on a mission to dig up dirt on RomCon, Junming has to pick a side. Preferably, the side which guarantees a job.

Snippet from Introduction

“What would you like for dinner? Chicken, duck, or me?”

A pair of strong, hairy arms encircled the woman’s waist. “You and the duck sounds good.”

The woman giggled, twisting around in the man’s embrace. She tapped her spoon on his nose. “Don’t be greedy.”

“You will do just fine now,” he whispered against her ear. His garlic breath blossomed like a rafflesia flower on her pimpled skin.

She pushed him away, a pout on her lips. Turning to her boiling pot of herbs, she adjusted her short apron around her even shorter skirt. “Not now, dear. The soup isn’t finish-”

A high-pitched yelp left her lips as his hand reached under her skirt and groped her round behind. The spoon dropped from her hand into the pot of soup with a plop. She moaned in undeniable pleasure.

“N-Not now,” she panted. “T-The soup!”

Ordinaryaverageguy 2023-02-21 09:45:12 UTC #6

I don't promote my few stories much at all but I'll give this a go...

Selected Fragment
The Scrivener sat perched on a stool at his tall writing desk. Open before him on the wooden tabletop lay the great volume with the painting of a sleeping forest dragon on the cover. Beside it lay a fresh quill pen.

He regarded a singularly heavy page, newly added to the volume, of two pages sewn together at the edges and glued into a single piece. At the center of this remarkable page, a square had been cut away, about two inches on a side, to reveal an isinglass window held between the two joined pages. The little window was made of two sheets of flawless mica and trapped between them was a pair of irregularly shaped, largish, gray ashes, carefully aligned along an edge. In the manner some use to preserve butterfly wings.

The Scrivener pulled out a little drawer and lifted a thick magnifying lens from it. Through the lens, he examined the ash-flakes for a minute. Then he returned the lens to its resting place, picked up the pen, dipped it into the already-open inkwell, and began to write underneath the window.

Hayka 2023-02-21 10:17:52 UTC #7

heheeee...sounds fun
Title: Show Me: Waterfall
Genre: Philosophical, Psychological, Paranormal, Fantasy
Episode Number: currently almost 40
Summary: A boy who wants to commit suicide meets a mysterious girl who has another reason to jump. They both reach an agreement and decide to look out for each other. Two years later, the girl kills herself without the guy knowing, so the guy gets out of high school and goes to the same uni she used to go to see what caused her death. He sees a poem on his desk one day, and finds out the person who potentially wrote that poem killed himself as well, so he ends up investigating the notes, as each character shows up with a psychological issue and trauma he tries to help with, and the cast ends up growing together by depending on each other...

Fragments:

marnieed92 2023-02-21 10:38:04 UTC #8

Title: Playable Character
Genre: LitRPG, Fantasy, Romance, Adventure
Episode Number: 15

Short Fragment:
She'd spend hours in the shop, looking over different books, holding them briefly in her hand — until she found one that didn't want to leave her fingers. It was therapeutic and another way to cure the boredom that came with not being able to leave that very shop.

It wasn't clear how long she had been stuck here, alone and unable to exit through the shop's door. All that she knew came from the little robotic voice that sounded out in her head now and then.

'The next batch of players will be arriving soon.'

'Remember to act your part well. Don't step out of bounds. Don't go out of character or you'll suffer the consequences.'

Thankfully, she had never experienced those consequences for herself, and it wasn't something she would ever want to know. But from what her friend Ashlyn had told her, it wasn't anything good: not that it was expected to be so.

It was just something that was to be expected if you stepped out of line, and so far, Faye had done nothing to step out of bounds. She played her part well and did everything she was supposed to.

queen_of_spades 2023-02-21 10:56:12 UTC #9

Hiiiiiii!
here it goes:
Title: Delilah, forever
Genre: Fantasy and romance novel
Episode 104
Fragment:
Samson – Past
- “NO! You went too far this time, mother!” Samson raised his voice while walking back and forward in anger.
- “Too far? My dear child… I just arranged you a marriage with the beautiful young daughter of the ruler of our city. A dream of any boy!” Samson’s mother smiled while waving her hand to dismiss the servant who had just served her a hot drink.
- “HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU THAT I AM ALREADY MARRIED?”
- “That sparrow is not your wife. Nobody will acknowledge the matrimony. Besides, your so-called wife is dead… Isn’t what they told you at Alvon’s nest?” Samson’s mother observed her son stop and face her.
- “So they did… but she can’t be dead… I cursed her… Do you hear me? I cursed her… She is alive… Delilah is alive. You like it or not…” Samson’s face was contorted with rage.
- “WHAT? You gave her the gift of immortality? My son is insane… INSANE… That witch…” His mother curled her fingers into fists. “You must go after her and reverse the curse…”
- “No…”
- “You dare to challenge your mother, child?” Mother and son faced each other in wrath for some seconds that seemed an eternity.
- “Your eyes deceive you, mother. I am a grown man…”
- “Then behave like one… Maybe I’ll see the man you say you are, if you marry the virgin I chose for you.”
- “NO!” Samson heavily hit the table with open hands and left the room.
- “Don’t you turn your back on me, boy!” His mother screamed with no response.

Emalie 2023-02-21 12:17:22 UTC #10

Hi, Thank you so much!

I posted this for Valentine's Day, written in the first person and narrated by its protagonist Lester Haydar

Title: Idyll in its Decline.
Genre: Drama, Romance, BL
Episodes: without specials, 12.

My father didn't remember who I am. He sometimes thought that I was his brother or my grandfather. I didn't leave him alone unless I had to go to work at the university or a relative or the nurse was with him in my absence.

An afternoon like any other, we spent our time together in the living room.

Among his belongings, I found an old photo album. He looked at it in disbelief at first. However, something caught his attention: a photo where my mother and I -when I was 12 years old- danced to one of his favorite songs.

He began to speak quietly.

“Where did you get this from, brother?”

I said him; “from a box you have under your bed.”

So, he analyzed my mother carefully.

“She must be working,” he expressed.

“Yes, possibly,” I replied.

Then he focused on the boy in the photo and looked at me confused.

“Where is Lester?”

I tried to hold back the tears, but I couldn't.

Suddenly, he caressed my shoulder and told me.

“Don't cry. Your dad is here.”

The next day, being February 14, I thought about going to a small restaurant for lunch after giving my classes. There was a couple at the entrance, he gave her some flowers, but she didn't accept them. They argued for several minutes and finally left.

I entered the place and sat near a window. In the middle of the street, the couple continued their madness. The man threw the flowers on the ground, the woman trampled them. When my parents had their marital problems, it was my father who always decided to remain silent to avoid more conflicts and my mother, once calmer, talked to him about what they should do the next day as if nothing had happened.

Once I finished eating, I thought about going home. Dad was being cared for by a nurse.

But I stopped; “so today is that day.”

I remembered my parents' wedding anniversary. I rushed to buy her flowers and decided to go see my mother's grave. It wasn't convenient for me that my father accompanied me. I didn't think it was fair to him.

An hour later, I headed to the cemetery. But to my surprise, someone else had left a bouquet of red roses next to the gravestone.

I looked in all directions and it was then, for a brief moment, that I was able to confirm who it was. Being one of the few who knew of said anniversary: Victor Dautt, quickly walking away before I could say his name.

I tried to run to catch up with him, but I couldn't. So I left the flowers on my mother's grave and imagined for a moment - an inappropriate thought of my being - that I had received them from him.

Samael-il-Ifrit 2023-02-21 14:27:01 UTC #11

Title:- Sinful Salvation
Genre:- Fantasy,Action, Adventure
No.Episodes:- 11
Summary:- A journey through a mystical world filled with magic and monsters, as Adrian makes his way through it all to undo a sin that wasn't meant to be commited.

Random Fragment:- Feeling the weakness spread across his body, Adrian remembered what Aero had told him, trying again to draw mana from the sword to fuel himself. ‘I need……..more power’ Adrian thought to himself, pulling desperately on the mana. Suddenly, he felt a response as the mana finally started flowing rapidly from the sword into him, he felt a wave of relief wash over him as he started to draw in as much of that feeling as he could.

Adrian kept siphoning mana off of the sword as the beast kept rampaging around the chasm slamming into walls desperately trying to throw Adrian off, the mana helped him to stay strongly clung to the beast’s side but it wasn’t enough, he needed more of it, and fast. Using the tugging sensation he had felt while trying to draw mana from the sword as a guide, Adrian tried pulling on the ambient mana around him to directly fuel his body. The surrounding mana felt more rigid than the mana in the sword as he tried to pull it into his body, the mana failed to react as the beast slammed both of them into a wall again. Adrian readjusted his grip on the sword and the scales and he tried pulling on the mana once more, this time using the mana already circulating within him as an anchor point.

eteraart 2023-02-21 19:22:20 UTC #12

Title: Children of Chaos
Genre:- Drama, Silce of life, Action
No.Episodes:- 3
Summary: The war between Hell and Heaven has finally quieted down, but that doesn't mean anyone can feel safe. A dense web of intrigue, violent clashes and power struggles are becoming a daily reality for demons, angels and gods. The situation is heated up by the fact that the Heavens are changing their master in the meantime, and someone below is keeping a close eye on the situation on both sides.

Fragment:

„Where she is?” Asked the god of memories as he took out another cigarette and lit it with the flame of his own finger.

„I don't know," answered the man immediately. Tiramis inhaled heavily and then slowly let out the smoke without taking his red eyes off the man.

„What do you mean you don't know? I pay you so much that you should even know the colour of her underwear,” he burbled finally.

„I apologize, but she was too quick.... we lost her.”

„Find her and find out what she's going to do next,” he nodded at the first of them. “I don't care about anything else today. And you two...” he paused looking then at the second then at the third in the row. “Pray. Maybe that will save you.”

“But I... I brought the information,” groaned the third, the one who told him about the Lady of Heaven.

„Incomplete. Do you know what I can do with them?”

„No.”

„You don't know, because neither do I. I won't help her, I need data for that and I can't attack for the same reason. Everyone get out, but that's it. And for the future... I want to be informed about these kinds of incidents immediately, even when I don't call,” he growled before they left.

You were right. The queen has been overthrown.

“I am always right. Sometimes just a bit early or too late. She needs help,” he replied, sitting down slowly at the table.

LWriter 2023-02-21 19:45:41 UTC #13

TITLE:- Santa Fae

GENRE:- Fantasy, Action, Mystery

NO. EPISODES:- 12

SUMMARY:- In a post-human world, all the creatures of fantasy now live openly in the world, with no place more prominent than the great city of Santa Fae. There, the elf Sherry; the black sheep of the Royal Knights, will try to solve a murder that unravels a bigger conspiracy against the Highborn and the gift of magic! Batman meets Lord Of The Rings in this fantasy crime story! Magic and swords and dragons, with crime and deep tragedy at its core.

EXTRACT:
Sherry barely nodded back before going in and immediately got blinded by the shining brilliance at the center of the room, which was easily the size of a palace or temple, with the golden dome above them as the roof, and a large mountain of gold in the middle of it all, and resting above it, was an enormous black dragon.

“Sherr’Yand’Rull, Mort’Eand’Thril…welcome both,” said the dragon, his voice soft and rich, but booming and echoing through the room.

Since moving to the city, Sherry had seen her fair share of dragons, but the Chief was still the most regal and imposing of them all. Taller than a ship, with sleek leathery black scales like onyx stones gleaming with the golden light beneath him. He had been a general during the war, older by far than Sherry’s five hundred years, and one of the most trusted members of the High Council. His name was known to a few, but everyone just called him by his title now.

“Hello Chief,” said Sherry, bowing her head slightly in respect, even though they were both past such things.

“Still using the full names, Chief?” said Mort more casually. “No need to be so formal with us, I think you’re the only one who still does that around here.”

“Some of us still cling to the old ways,” said the Chief with amusement as he returned the head bow to Sherry. They were very much kindred spirits in that sense, and Sherry loved him for being the only one in the building who would acknowledge and talk back to Mort like a person. His eyes were dark stones, kind and full of wisdom; Sherry always found them comforting.

“Some people cannot, so they cling to whatever is available…even if it kills them,” said Sherry morbidly. She didn’t mean to darken the mood but there was no getting around the grimness of their meeting.

Nezothecat 2023-02-21 19:56:03 UTC #14

Title: Transmigrated into a Noble's beaten son

Genre: Slice of life, Isekai

No.Episodes: Currently Chapter 118

Summary: I who was a novel reader transferred to another world. I'm a minor villain, but my beating was already over.

With that my peaceful life awaits... or so I thought.

Prologue

"Young master...?"

"H---mmm." As I slowly open my eyes, I see a room that I'm not familiar with. It was a big room having the appearance of a royal chamber in England. The ray of sun, entering the window, did confuse me a bit.

I can hear people crying and saying,

"Thank Aurora, he's conscious now."

'Hmmm... Who is Aurora anyway?'

I don't know why I'm having a hard time reacting to all this, it might have been because of the newfound comfort this amazingly fluffy bed gave. I would love to go back dreaming regardless of all the crying. But even if I wanted to, I couldn't since my body for some reason felt sore all over.

I had finally managed to ask,

"Where am I and who are you?"

''In your room, Young master. It is I, your butler Sebastian.'' calmly, and with a hint of sadness, replied the guy wearing what really seems like butler attire.

'Sebastian, my room, young master, and a butler?' I couldn't think straight. Last time I checked, I was wasting my time reading a novel about a protagonist who got transported into another world. He saves it from demons and other villains. After that, I dozed off.

'I'm not sure if it is because I'm really not that smart. But it looks to me, I'm either still dreaming or...'

''What happened?'' It feels weird asking someone about the situation. I barely knew them, but at this point, it seemed to be reasonable.

The reluctance on Sebastian's face was clear, but he managed to say softly,

''You've challenged a fellow classmate to a duel and lost.''

I know there is a more concerning matter, but Sebastian really is the epitome of a butler; he has this old refined face that you would easily see in an anime, especially with him having green eyes and white hair. Then again, now that I think of it, he looks similar to Alfred aka a butler of some movie about a hero who is more likely to sleep upside down.

Having misunderstood my reaction, as I looked solemnly pained, Sebastian called my name,

"Young master Naell?''

'I'm not really that smart. But piece by piece, even if I knew it was impossible, I think I'm in a different world.' With that, I once again lost consciousness.

coco-ji 2023-03-02 22:27:56 UTC #15

Thanks for making this thread!

Title: The Rising Sun Saga
Genre: Fantasy, Comedy, LGTBQ+, Action
Episodes: 72 (updates Thurs/Fri)
Summary (the SUPER short version anyway): On a futuristic spiritual plane, four unorthodox heroes band together to uncover a lost artifact. Among them is Ham Song - a pig who occasionally vomits immortal peaches. Anari - a spidery assassin. Bodhi - a drunk, wayward monk. And lastly, there is Sun Ritsu. He's a typical monkey spirit with genes identical to that of the legendary Great Sage, Sun Wukong.

Fragment:

Sun Ritsu hoped that Ham Song would stop talking soon. He wasn’t sure how much longer he could stay awake. What he was sure about was that Ham Song was not ready to forgive Bodhi.

“Pardon my choice of words, benevolent monkey, but I hate that drunk bastard.”

Ritsu bit his lip. Maybe forgive had been too generous of an action for Ham Song in the near future.

The pig was also disappointed that after everything, Ritsu had “rewarded” the skeleton spirit. When Ritsu tried reminding Ham Song that the butcher only did what he did because of pressure from those detainers, Ham Song’s response was, “Is that supposed to make me feel better? To the Lake with the butcher and that wretched monk!”

Before Ritsu could come to Bodhi’s defense, a familiar presence appeared out of the cloudy darkness.

“Tell me how you really feel, pig.”

Bodhi appeared wearing the same gray monastic robes, but this time, the top layer was peeled down and wrapped about their waist. Their undershirt was white, sleeveless and still a little damp from what Ritsu assumed was water from a nearby spring. The scent of rice wine still clung to Bodhi, but it was not nearly as pungent as before.

Five 2023-03-02 22:35:58 UTC #16

Thanks for making this thread and giving me an opportunity to share my work. I’d love to exchange reads with anyone who reads mine.

Title: OASIS OF SPIRITS (ONE SHOT)
Genre: Drama, Supernatural, Thriller
Synopsis: What if you were given a chance to go back in time and correct your mistakes. Would you take it or not?
Synopsis: Jin Inoue is a 22 year old businessman who blames himself for the death of his sister. He’s given a chance to return back in time and prevent her death, which he takes. But failing to prevent it once again, he’s now stuck in the past, haunted by the ghost of his sister.

Check out Oasis of Spirits on Tapas.

Random fragment:

Suddenly, the light flickered intensely, startling Jin, who gazed at it, in hope that it would’t go off, and after a few seconds, it stopped.
Jin relaxed, resting back on the chair as he gave out a sigh of relief, and then, the light abruptly went off, inciting a fearful shock upon Jin.
“Hey! Aren’t you gonna come out already. What the fuck’s going on!” Jin screamed, fear tightly gripping his voice as it quivered.
Poof!
The light came back on, and as Jin caught a sight of whatever was sitting on the other chair opposite him, he staggered, almost falling out of the chair he sat on.
The strange figure sitting opposite him, took the shape of a human, but was covered in a black cloak, and a face couldn’t be made out from beneath the hood of the cloak, all that existed was darkness. And this made Jin feel like he was staring into an abyss, one which if he falls into, he would never be able to escape.
“Don’t move.” The eerie voice once again sent shivers down Jin’s spine as it stopped his advance to run away. Jin had hit his limit and believed he couldn’t take anymore, but he was fearful of the unknown, and so he stood frozen, unable to move his legs.
“Sit.”
Jin—fear stricken—sat back down on the chair, his eyes unable to look straight at the figure, roamed about the room instead.
“H-how do you know my name?” Jin asked.
“I know everything about you Jin. EVERYTHING.” The voice replied. “Now, tell me. What do you want?”
Jin remained silent, unable to utter a word of reply to the question he was asked by the mysterious being.
“Tell me what you want, be honest about your feelings, that’s the only way you’ll be able to correct your past mistakes.”
Past mistakes.
Jin’s eyes widened as he sank in thought, and once again, a picture of his sister flashed through his mind.
Jin’s eyes which had avoided the mysterious figure sitting opposite him, immediately darted back sharply to it and gazed at the darkness within the hood of the cloak intently.

CharlieBluebell 2023-03-02 23:03:35 UTC #17

Yola! Gotta say this seems pretty fun!
Title: Phoenix
Genre: Fantasy, LGBTQ+, Drama
Episode Number: 18
Updates: Monday, Wednesday, Saturday
Summary: Lydia Baros can shoot fire with the snap of her fingers. Using this ability, she decides to join the Agency, a place where people with superhuman abilities go to hone their skills to deliver justice. She joins a team with the courageous Lucas, the exercise junkie Keira, the sweet Clarisse, and the goofball Carter. Their journey takes them across multiple missions in order to understand the rise of mutated creatures.

Story Fragment:

I laughed to myself and sent another string of fire his way. It singed his tank top. Before I could get cornered again I jumped back. To my surprise, he was already behind me, how he got there so fast I wasn’t sure.

He wrapped both his arms around me. His hand knife was pointed at my neck, and the actual knife was pointed at my stomach. I had just enough room to snap my fingers when he grabbed my hand. I was about to use the other hand when he reached that as well.

Stuck in his grip I slammed the back of my head into his face. The force pulled us both back. While he was distracted I kicked my foot right into his stomach. He let go and I ran forward.

“You’ve got a hard head,” he laughed. His nose was bleeding.

“So do you,” I was already starting to get tired.

Bulalakaw 2023-03-06 11:53:31 UTC #18

Hello! This is my first time posting an original story on Tapas, but I hope you'll like my story! And although I've lurked on the forums before (mostly in advice threads), this is my first time actually joining in on a discussion! Nice to meet everyone!

Title: Caught in a Complicated Romance
Genre: BL, Romance, Drama
No. Episodes: Currently published 16, but I've scheduled up to the 37th episode.

For now, I update every other day.

Summary: Because of a single kiss mark, Aloe finds himself involved in the complicated relationships of three men.

Aloe had spent years suppressing his feelings for his best friend, but when he learns of his crush’s new girlfriend, he finds it harder and harder to keep it a secret.

He now has to navigate these long-hidden feelings. However, it’s a lot more challenging than it seems.

Because somehow, he keeps getting involved with complicated men and their equally complicated problems.

Fragment

Before he could think of anything else, the back doors opened loudly, catching everyone’s attention. Aloe doesn’t have to look, because he already knows who’s shuffling his way to his seat while furiously apologizing.

A blonde-haired boy sits next to him, and when he turns his attention to Aloe, his blue eyes light up like the morning sky. With a grin, he greets Aloe.

“It’s rare you get here before roll call,” Aloe says as he pulls out a handkerchief from his pocket.

The other man laughs sheepishly, letting Aloe dab away the sweat on his forehead.

This carefree-looking man is Basil Wickham, his closest, his only friend since high school. Despite being the opposite of each other, they wound up being inseparable buddies in one way or another.

Even now, when they’re in university taking different majors—Aloe in psychology and Basil in business—they try to line up some of their electives so they could take some classes together.

Basil grins. “I promised I’d show up early, didn't I?”

Aloe raises a brow. “This is early for you?”

“It is,” Once Aloe finishes wiping his sweat, he begins pulling out his tablet for note-taking. “The promise was you’d treat me to milk tea if I wasn’t late. You never said how early I should be.”

“Cheeky.”

“You like that about me.”

Hearing those words, Aloe turns his head away to face the front of the room. Heat begins pooling at his cheeks, and he tries to hide the redness with a hand.

Did he notice?

TethykaRinehart 2023-03-08 23:20:30 UTC #19

Title: Guardian Kayden
Genre: Scifi, fantasy, drama
Episodes: 135 (ongoing, weekly updates + scene images)
Summary:
A giant alien with super powers—Kayden Royal WAS a prestigious Guardian for nearly nine hundred years … until tragedy struck.
Haunted by the past and his fall from fame, he tries to carry on. In a normally mundane life (for a bounty hunter, anyway) things start to get interesting when Kayden finds himself suddenly slipping into a crazed state when his emotions flare. Bizarre visions of strange beings harnessing elemental powers plague his dreams and even his waking moments, leaving him asking more questions than he has answers to.

Who is he and what is his real identity?

There seems to be more to Kayden Royal than even he knows.

Fragment:
The throne room was immaculate with towering statues of figures that went to the very ceiling—statues of Cyril nobles and kings line the sides of the room. The top of the room at the base of the throne was elevated from several stairs that reached a sizable throne with a tall back extending nearly as tall as the statues. It was lined with precious metals and jewels that were peerless and full of rainbow prisms. Aside from the throne was an epic stained glass mural—depicting figures of Cyrilin people and Guardians standing under the insignia of the Guardianship Citadel; which was a star and a shield.

Eric sat atop the throne as one of the few inhabitants of the room while sipping a goblet of wine. Out of nowhere, a familiar silver-haired figure with horns approached the throne, garnering the king’s attention immediately.

“If you’re here again, something has arisen,” Eric said warily. Raylen looked up at him and paused only a moment before his gaze wandered to the stained glass window mural.

“I’m here to make sure you are keeping up your end of the deal,” Raylen said

“Of course, I am,” Eric shrugged as he drank a sip of his wine, “I’m the king of the universe, what the hell do you take me for?”

“Kayden may not know how untrustworthy you are… yet,” Raylen locked eyes with an intense gaze his way, “But I do.” Raylen said.

The king smirked at his remark.

“I said, I’m doing it. That is the end of this matter,” Eric said curtly. Raylen glanced with intensity his way, but neither side backed down.

Hoku_1 2023-04-07 06:42:45 UTC #21

Thank you for this thread. Even though I'm seeing it late.

Title: My Clinic In Another World.

Genre: Slice-of-Life, Drama, Fantasy

No. Episodes: 41 Currently. (Updates Daily!!)

Summary/ Sypnosis: Seo Jun, is your average General Surgeon, an everyday otaku. However, his simple life of pulling all-nighters and treating patients is turned upside down when he was killed by a colleague! Nevertheless, he was given the chance of transmigration by a mysterious grim reaper!

After transmigration, he finds himself in the body of a beggar, who was called Han!

He was given another chance at life with his gift [Clinic System], in a fantasy world. He is excited about his new start but unknowingly opens his clinic in a city that is currently at war!

Can Han who is overly cautious and a money lover, live peacefully? Will he cure poor people? How will he and the clinic fare in such circumstances? Would he find out why he was sent to Arcancia?

Read more to find out about Han and his Clinic.

Fragment:
Ready to follow her father, Irene stepped ahead and for some reason, her feet didn’t land on the sand but landed on a slippery substance. She struggled to keep her balance because of the weight on her back. Her weight shifted and she fell on the sand.

Irene was truly unlucky as the waves had washed up a metal shard towards the shore where she was standing. When she fell, she landed chest-first on the metal shard.

Schloock!

Not hearing a peep from his daughter, Ellan looked back and his heart trembled looking at the sight.

A bloody scene where the herbs had fallen out from the basket and on top of Irene’s head. Her simple shirt was dyed ruby red. Blood had splattered on her pants. Her eyes wide open not realizing what was happening to her she struggled on the ground until the sharp pain in her chest hit her.

“AHHH!!”, she screamed.

Ellan’s legs trembled not having the power in them to see such a sight, but he ran toward his daughter.

“Papa, It hurts. AAHHHHH!”, screamed Irene seeing her father. She was going through agony; her face was a sobbing mess.

“AHHHHH!!”, as the screams resounded in Ellan’s ears. His mind went blank. ‘I-I can’t lose her. Not her…’.

psto1464 2023-05-07 17:55:46 UTC #22

Title: Rewriting His Past
Genre: BL, Fantasy, Romance
No. Episodes: 3 (Updates every 5 days)
Current Subs: 5
Summary: Dusk grew up dodging his siblings, and dreaming of the life he could have without the Black family. The first step to achieve that, getting into Lapidary University; the most renowned school in the world! His second step was disavowing his family. Dusk pledges to work harder for his future plans, and it all starts off smoothly—until he meets his assigned Senior Guides.

With two of the most popular guys on campus popping up wherever he goes. Dusk finds himself dodging fanboys, (and girls!) fighting off assassins, and most importantly he finds himself starting to consider the pair's daily confessions! With his past, how could he believe in love, in them? Still, they won't give up, and maybe, just maybe Dusk, could find himself Rewriting His Past, for the shake of his future happiness?

Story Fragment: “I envy your flight.” He looked to the sparrows, and, who had once again taken to the trees. Had he wings like those little brown birds, or if he could only awaken to his untapped powers...