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Our adventure category is for stories that tend to be more slow-paced than action stories. They share some attributes, but differ in that they are less about the destination and more about the journey. It focuses on the camaraderie between characters, their escapades, their relationships and what brings them either closer together, or farther apart. Adventure stories can cover a wide range of settings, from the epic, to the mundane, but every one has capers that lead to discovery in one form or another.

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The Chronicles of Claudia Labelle -- Part XXIV

Claudia and Mr. Vukan go on a second expedition.

Entry XXXI – At dawn, Mr. Vukan and I left the Priory to begin our second expedition together. It was I who suggested that we travel westward since we traveled east on the 13th. He had playfully asked me if I was hiding any secrets to the west, similar to his secret in the east. I told him of course not, and that I have not been farther than the Priory, Sigtuna and the lake during my...Read On

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The Chronicles of Claudia Labelle -- Part XXI

Claudia and Jovan traverse the forests of Sweden.

Entry XXVIII – I awoke early in the morning to pack my satchel with a few traveling supplies. A small wool blanket, rope from the Priory Stables (I only borrowed, I have returned it now), a short canteen of water, and of course, my father's dagger. I was not sure of what else to bring for the upcoming expedition into the countryside, but from what Mr. Vukan said it would seem that I am...Read On

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Taken by a Highlander

Lasses have disappeared in these parts for as long as anyone can remember and even longer! Ya ken?”

Chapter 1. Scotland Donella, known as Ella since she was a wee lass had dreamed of this trip for as long as she could remember. The 22-year old woman was rather small, being only five feet two inches in her stocking feet. It must be said she was proportioned in just the right places. She had slightly curly long dark almost black hair that she usually kept in a messy bun at the nape of her...Read On

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Broken Lives : Chapter 2

Her name was Revenance Widow, but to her friends, she was known as Vena. She was only sixteen years old but already known as a highly skilled treasure hunter amongst amateur adventurers. She had recently lost her partner, a boy whose name no one knew. She had been found lying on the ground screaming and unresponsive to anyone attempting to wake her. It wasn't until she was moved to a...Read On

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Broken Lives : Chapter 1

"If you could have one thing, what would it be?" "Hmm?" he asked. "If I could have one thing? Well, that's an easy one. But before I tell you, what about you? What would you want?" "What!?" his partner gasped. "No, no, no, no, no, no. I asked you first. You tell me and then I'll tell you." "I can't, otherwise you might be swayed by my answer," he laughed. "No I wouldn't," his...Read On

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A WEEK IN MY WINGS

Welcome to an adventure of a lifetime.

SETTING: A boy wakes up in a hospital bed next to his father. A doctor walks into the room to deliver the news. Doctor: Hello and welcome to- Son: Doc, give it to me straight. Doctor: Well son, there’s no easy way to put this but- Son: Doc! How long do I have to live? Doctor: A week Son: A week! That’s not enough time to live. I’m gonna die young. I’m gonna die young. [Son whining]...Read On

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Caught Napping

A Nap?

Blasted AUTEC Range! D.. submarines! They're right. All we are is pond scum targets. Oh well no St. Croix visit AGAIN.   Wait, we're setting sea and anchor detail? Cool! Even if we are end of pier, I'll get to see that crescent shaped beach finally. Better get below and take the watch. CSOW here I come. Our Captain had some pull so we got to have two Laser sailboats as part of our welfare...Read On

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Fishy Yarns

A likely tale of old Yorkshire...

'twixt the moorland villages of Clapptrap and Skandal, there runs a lovely stretch of the Twaddle. The lively river flows through the limestone gorge at Poppycock Cut, and once past Yakking Mouth it discharges its clear waters in spectacular fashion at Fayrelady Falls. Tis a sight for sore eyes to behold such wild, foaming torrents - I courted my dear wife there and it's a good spot for trout. ...Read On

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Dad's Love proven.

In which I disobey Dad and nearly die before rescue

Dad was a very special person to me. Here are a couple of special stories about Dad that tell you about our relationship. The first story is one set in the deep snows of a spring blizzard. We had about 4 foot of snow on the level with more in drifts. After the snow had stopped, Dad and Granddad turned to caring for the livestock. The cattle were fine as they were in along the meadows and in...Read On

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The Wielders - Chapter One: The Bruise

Your greatest enemies are closer than you think.

Melis did her best to hold back her tears as she ran. As much as she tried, she couldn't fight the image of Rahmi, lying on his back with a broken neck and choking on his own blood. She was caught between the guilt of abandoning him and the weight of the mission he had given her. She was running fast but in her opinion not fast enough. The guilt hovered over every inch of her skin like a...Read On

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The Wielders - Prologue

If energy cannot be destroyed, then neither can a man who puts all his energy into being powerful.

It’s said that parents often try too hard to push their children into achieving their own dreams. Despite not being a conventional parent at the time, I was no exception. Melis may have been half my age, but she showed twice the potential I did at her age. When I was her age (12), I was interviewed by five wield masters, each interview ending in polite rejection. With Melis it was different....Read On

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The Vessel

CHAPTER 1 "The Start of a Long Journey" "Get off him! Get off him now Sean!" I can hardly hear her. The muffled sound barely finds its way to my conscious mind. I feel a good sensation as I squeeze harder. As I squeezed his neck even more, I find myself feeling sorry for him, and I let go. I get in his face clenching my teeth quietly telling him, "say that again!" I speak louder, "Say it!"...Read On

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There Be Draguins

A young boy's destiny.

This is the first chapter of a book I am writing for my grandson. Let me know what you think. Prelude June 16, 1611 was a dark and rainy day in the tiny Irish village of Cluain Tiobrad. Its lush green pastures made its Gaelic name of “Well of the Meadows” appropriately given. On most days with less rain it was often a pleasant resting place for travelers between Monaghan...Read On

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Through The Ages - chapter 11

“NOOOOO..... COME AND GET ME YOU DEMON FROM HADES!”

Celebrations! We guys were up pretty early on this very important day. After getting washed and dressed, we fairly raced to the eating hall only to find that the girls had beat us there. There they were, calmly eating as they grinned at us. Kori waved at me to hurry up and sit down. Everyone started talking at once about how our day was going to go. Soon our speculations were quickly put...Read On

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Prologue - Shadows of the Dragon

What chance does beauty have in a world full of darkness?

The low hum of twenty cement trucks permeated the construction site. Six trucks lined the edges of the pour site, while ten more idled in a long line around the perimeter ready to replace the others as soon as they had completed the evacuation of their mixers. Once the pour started, it would continue without interruption for twenty hours. Laying the foundations of a skyscraper is a very...Read On

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Through The Ages - chapter 10

The priestess's lioness stood over me, watching me with huge unblinking yellow eyes.

It was finally celebration week! Our first day seemed to go so very slowly but eventually we found ourselves at the dinner table discussing what we should do that night. There was a pile of ideas being discussed, all at one time, but eventually, we settled on going as a group. I thought this would allow the people to recognize us by the black and gold colors of our outfits. The group saw...Read On

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Through The Ages - chapter 9

“You know I always get the best of you Nikos...!”

Through the Ages - Chapter 9 Festival Time The weeks and months went by while we all became truly wonderful athletes. Duris would meet weekly with Andros and contemplate our progress. I came to understand that Andros was the overseer of the entire religious complex, and our schooling was but a small part of his responsibilities. Under the tutelage of Duris, our leaps and landings...Read On

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Chaordia - A Novel of Transformation Ch. 21 Final Chapter

Because of climate change a man wants to transform an old farm into a new colony in Vermont

Even though the Sheriff and his deputies would be coming in a few days, no one seemed that concerned. There was too much to do. When Alice and I went to the cabin to get settled, there was a vase on the wood stove with wildflowers and a note from Morning Star that said, "Welcome to your new home." "I don't believe we're actually here." Alice read the note again. "Me either. I feel like...Read On

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Chaordia - A Novel of Transformation Ch. 20

Because of climate change a man wants to transform an old farm into a new colony in Vermont

Tim and Gabe moved the round table back to the center of the room and placed the chairs around it. Tammy placed the oil lamp in the center for lighting it later when it got dark. Dan brought in several arm loads of wood, while Liz and Atticus followed with a box filled with kindling. Tammy filled a pot with water from her five gallon jug and measured out rice. Several unopened cans of black...Read On

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Chaordia - A Novel of Transformation Ch. 19

Because of climate change a man wants to transform an old farm into a new colony in Vermont

My dad waved at us as we came though the waist high grass in the pasture. Standing with Glenn and Dan, he held his sketchbook and pointed to some place on the other side of the orchard. Atticus straddled his father's shoulders, while Liz and Tammy knelt by the fire, preparing lunch. Alice grabbed my hand and started running towards them. I glanced back at Grace walking slowly, the branch...Read On

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Chaordia - A Novel of Transformation Ch. 18

Because of climate change a man wants to transform an old farm into a new colony in Vermont

A short, pot-bellied man walked towards us through the tall brown grass. Bald, except for a thin patch of gray hair above his ears, he had a small silver badge on his tan shirt, a holster with a black-handled gun on his hip. I’m not sure why he left his hat in the car. Glenn stiffened and watched the sheriff approaching. "Uh-oh," my dad muttered. Alice swallowed and glanced at me. I knew she...Read On

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Chaordia - A Novel of Transformation Ch. 17

Because of climate change a man wants to transform an old farm into a new colony in Vermont

Turns out, I didn’t have to go downstairs. A few minutes later, just as I was telling Alice about Elizabeth’s message, my dad came into my room. I know he heard me say, "We have to find out if it’s the Bendula." Our eyes met, and then he took a deep breath and I could see how frustrated he was with not knowing what was going on. "Right, we’ll go right after school." I knew it was late...Read On

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Chaordia - A Novel of Transformation Ch. 16

Because of climate change a man wants to transform an old farm into a new colony in Vermont

When we got home the next day, it was late Tuesday afternoon, and both Alice and I were eager to tell Gabe and Tim what was happening and to call Elizabeth. We had already missed two days of school. It didn’t matter to me, but I was surprised that Alice didn’t seem to care either. For most of the trip, I was quiet, but listened to Glenn and my dad talking about all the possibilities and how...Read On

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Chaordia - A Novel of Transformation Ch. 15

Because of climate change a man wants to transform an old farm into a new colony in Vermont

It was late Sunday afternoon when we arrived back at the farm a week later. We would have left on Saturday, but Glenn's friend, Edgar, needed to use the van to move some furniture and said we could borrow it the next day. We met Tim and Gabe at Charley's for pizza one night and told them what was happening. "Wow, it's like an adventure movie," Tim said, and Gabe said he wished he could go...Read On

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Chaordia - A Novel of Transformation Ch. 14

Because of climate change a man wants to transform an old farm into a new colony in Vermont

It took quite a while to find the small gravestones. They lay twentyor thirty feet in the woods, surrounded and hidden by dozens of birch trees and green bushes. Grace wasn’t certain exactly where they were, but knew they were near two huge pine trees that towered over the other trees, “I know they’re near these trees,” she said. “Now I feel bad that I haven’t been here in fifteen years. I...Read On

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Chaordia - A Novel Of Transformation Ch. 13

Because of climate change a man wants to transform an old farm into a new colony in Vermont

"What if we paid the back taxes before it went to auction?" Glenn asked. "That way, they wouldn’t be discovered." "I’ve already thought of that," Grace said. "It’s a possibility and would solve one problem but not the more serious one." Alice and I listened, surprised at Glenn’s idea and, even more, surprised that Grace had already thought about it, but I didn’t know what she meant by...Read On

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Chaordia - A Novel Of Transformation Ch. 12

Because of climate change a man wants to transform an old farm into a new colony in Vermont

We arrived at Glenn’s farm a little after three in the afternoon.Instead of the VW bus, Glenn had borrowed a larger, newer, blue van from his friend, Edgar, someone he had met at Occupy Wall Street. He knew about Glenn’s plan and was interested in being part of it if it got off the ground. Glenn wanted to make sure his mom would be comfortable, and this van had more seats and a lot more...Read On

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Chaordia - A Novel Of Transformation Ch. 11

Because of climate change a man wants to transform an old farm into a new colony

It was a long drive home. My dad took over the driving somewhere in Massachusetts and Glenn was able to nap. Alice was asleep on my shoulder. l also dozed off, but kept waking up to see where we were. My dad was quiet and listened to a jazz station. Glenn woke up and continued driving when we got closer to New York where bumper to bumper traffic brought us to a stand still. It took us an...Read On

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Chaordia - A Novel of Transformation Ch. 10

Because of climate change a man wants to transform an old farm into a new colony in Vermont

It was just past noon when we got back to the farm and started getting ready to leave. The sky was blue without a cloud. The fire was out and dad picked up the grill from the rocks and leaned it against the rocks that surrounded the pile of ashes. Glenn carried the blue ice chest to the van and Tammy gathered the cooking utensils, the iron skillet, coffee pot and orange plastic jug of...Read On

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Chaordia - A Novel of Transformation Ch. 9

Because of climate change a man wants to transform an old farm into a new colony in Vermont

Morning Star led the way through the tall grass in the pasture to the red ribbon marking the path through the woods. After we passed the stone wall on the hill, she stepped aside and allowed Glenn to go ahead, followed by my father and Tammy, who carried the empty basket on her arm. Before climbing, Morning Star looked back at the farm. I wondered what she was thinking, but she had the...Read On