drum fiction submissions

Ayanwale, a reluctant scion of a legendary Yoruba drummer lineage, has always rejected the ancestral rhythms that pulse through his blood. Haunted by the shadow of his uncle Baba Oro—whose greed for the forbidden Ninth Rhythm led to his downfall—Ayanwale lives a quiet life, disconnected from his heritage. But when a mysterious ancient book surfaces and a haunting dream pulls him toward a sacred, lost artifact known as the Royalty Drum, everything changes. Drawn into a secret world where music holds cosmic power and ancestral laws govern reality, Ayanwale must awaken the rhythms within himself to protect the legacy of his bloodline. Along the way, he confronts malevolent spirits, unearths family betrayals, and navigates a spiritual war between creation and destruction. In The Royalty Drum, Yoruba mythology comes alive through vivid, rhythm-infused storytelling that explores the weight of heritage, the power of sound, and the courage it takes to face the past—and drum a new future.

Dorian Seacrest owns a music store and performance venue with his friend and business partner, Evan Harper. When Evan rushes into the stockroom a week or so before Christmas to tell him Caesar's Flame is booked for New Year's Day, he goes into shock.<br><br>Many years have passed since Dorian has seen Laramie Treble, the drummer and leader of the now globally successful alternative rock band. Their erstwhile relationship -- mostly about sex -- deteriorated once Laramie became famous, mainly because he wanted to sleep with everything that moved. So Dorian left him to it. He wanted monogamy and forever, or nothing at all.<br><br>Now Laramie is back and in hot pursuit of Dorian once again. But Dorian is not making it easy. He can't, because his heart won't survive another round, especially if all Laramie wants is something casual like before. He's just not built that way.<br><br>It seems, though, that Laramie is determined to prove Dorian wrong, and there might be a little drummer boy in his future, after all. Dorian just has to decide whether to let his heart beat to Laramie's drum.

Alexis has never committed to anything, but she's great at coming up with excuses. A flyer requesting a new drummer for the school's metal band shows up on her locker and Alexis has a new goal. With the help of her best friend, Isaac, can she manage to actually commit to something? And in doing so, will the two learn of their feelings toward one another?

SYNOPSIS Listen.... There are things the wind carries that the ear is not meant to understand. Yet, in Aiyetoro, people have learned to hear beyond sound, to listen with memory. On the morning the drum spoke out of turn, the elders said nothing and that was how we knew something was wrong, because in a land where words are never wasted, silence is never without meaning. In the ancient town of Aiyetoro, where tradition walks side by side with modern unrest, lives Temilade, a quiet observer in a loud world, she has always been told that some questions are better left unasked and yet questions, like seeds, do not die in silence, they wait. After the sudden death of a revered elder, the rhythm of the town begins to change, the talking drum speaks in tones no one can quite interpret, and shadows seem to linger longer than they should. As fragments of a hidden past surface, Temilade finds herself entangled in a truth that threatens not only her family’s name but the fragile harmony of the entire community. Between loyalty and truth, between fear and destiny, she must decide: Is silence a form of peace… or a quiet betrayal?

I was born in a world that was always at war, and all I knew after I was taken from my home, was that very war. Every day was a battle and ever moment was fleeting, the men you met on the field weren't worth befriending, due to the pain you would suffer later by their loss. After dying in a world like that, I was met with a world with wonders that only those who were mad or on the death bed saw in heaven, but those around me treated it as if it were nothing, not knowing the luxuries of their lives. ================================== This is a MMORPG novel, hopefully that doesn't scare you off. Ill be honest I wanted to write a thing here that explains my novel, but I'm not one of those people who has everything planned to chapter 1000 like some of the better authors on this site. I write this mostly for fun and due to this opened up free time I now have, hopefully you will indulge me and at least read as far as you can before you get sick of my writing. And if you end up liking it, remember, the best thing you can do isn't give me power stones, but leave comments and add this to your collection.

She was the most revered only heir of the most influential & powerful hidden clan of SHAMAN, an oracle world. her divination spirit power was the strongest among the whole mainland. once she joined the other clans just to watch fun to see the phenomenon that happened in the enchanted forest. there at the core area of the forest, they found a mysterious tomb. There she found a mysterious Serpent shape Anklet that caught her attention. getting intrigued she raised her hand to touch it and as she touched the snake moved and bit her finger, she tried to take her hand away but couldn't. she felt her blood sucked away by the snake and soon she lost her consciousness.. ****** English is not my first language so please ignore my grammatical Mistakes and yes enjoy my first ever story..

Ren Coulter is used to working alone. As a special agent in the Paranormal Operations Unit of the border patrol, he is to infiltrate a reputed drug lord’s compound in Nogales, Arizona. His mission is to learn the source of a very dangerous and addictive new drug. He goes in drag, disguised as a glamorous young woman, to catch Mendoza’s roving eye. Even before he meets Mendoza, he encounters a Mendoza’s striking body guard.. Despite his lone wolf habits, Ren sees advantages in working together. Still, trust comes slowly and not without a hitch, but soon they must rely on one another to survive.<br><br>Darzul Onaygan has been sent from his home world of Arzula to blend in with the earthlings and help them fight off the evil alien invaders. Bisexual as most Arzulans are, many even able to switch gender at will, he finds Ren very attractive in both his guises. He sees Ren is interested but shocked to learn his new friend is not from earth. Darzul knows it takes more than hot sex to build a partnership. While outside threats may force them to work together, that alone cannot forge a bond. Will they live long enough to accomplish their mission and become real partners?

Drunk Bet "Bet" is her favorite Game She never lose in any Bet Never made mistake to jeopardize the Bet and She NEVER make bet under the influence of alcohol But one Drunk Bet will gonna turn her world upside down. What could an Elizabeth "Elysse" Astor the Heiress of the Astor Empire do if the bet she made results to something that will gonna tie the 2 archenemy family together. she never back down or run away to any Bets but this Drunk Bet surely is diffferent from the others she made. This will cause Ruckus to the Business World. Will reopen the hidden secrets of the past. Will change the written fate and will untangled the red string. Might gonna create new ally or new enemies. but one thing is for sure, Elysse can never escape this bet no matter which part of the world she hides. Especially if she has one thing that an "Archibald" owns.

A man on drugs in a world full of crazies. He knew they were crazy but what could he do?…

Flora Bloom, who was betrayed and killed by her boyfriend in her past life, is reborn with a peerless spatial dimension back to the time before the crisis, hoarding food, raising a child, and tearing apart scumbag men and manipulative women. Originally, she just wanted to raise a child and low-key fight zombies and level up together with her family. But she discovered that she was unexpectedly falling step by step into a tender trap meticulously designed by a certain sly and scheming man. Flora Bloom looked at the vast space within her sea of consciousness; it had a farmhouse courtyard, fields, and a Spirit River, but it just lacked a bit of vitality. So, a fat, sky-flying mantis? Collect! A rare little white tiger that can discharge electricity? Collect! A behemoth spirit crocodile with its young? Collect! As long as it's alive and edible, collect, collect, collect them all! Endless scumbags and vile women, a shameless and deeply scheming leader, all wanting to use her to attack zombies and obtain more Crystal Cores for their own gain? Your shameless, worthless life? Hand it over.