Menu

Menu
Prompts
Contests
Stories
Blog
Featured stories
Activity feed

Discover weekly, the best short stories

Looking for a steady supply of adventure short stories? Every week thousands of writers submit stories to our writing contest.

8490+ Adventure Short Stories to read

Submitted by writers on Reedsy Prompts to our weekly writing contest. From riding the high sea to climbing behemoth mountains, there isn’t any action that’s out of reach when it comes to adventure stories.

Adventure Short Stories – Page 14 of 567

Violet’s Child

Submitted to Contest #292

[note: This story contains allusions to violence and suicide/self harm] With every pounding step, fear clawed at her insides, and she could only keep running. Her ragged breaths formed white clouds in the frigid air, while the violet flames trailing from her hands left delicate patterns of frost on the undergrowth she passed.It was a grueling challenge, especially considering the life she carried within her; her brother's command echoed in her mind like a lifeline amidst her swirling fears. Run, he had said. It was the last words she would e...

4 likes 0 comments 0
Read story

CRIMSON CASTLETON

Submitted to Contest #292

Waking up to a loud crash rarely means something good is happening. It’s never “CRASH! Mum made pancakes!” or “CRASH! We decided to adopt a Golden Retriever!”CRASH started my day when the force of smoke curled its nasty claws around my Saturday morning lie in and throttled it. Along with the pushed over lilac bookcase next to me. Yep, you guessed it, a smear of glitter was all that’s left of my snow globe that my Nanna got me on her final birthday. “Julie, what are you doing up there? Herding elephants?”Mum can’t see this mess from down...

9 likes 2 comments 2
Read story

My Golden Pond.

Submitted to Contest #292

It was one of those golden days in late summer, as the seasons were turning. Ava had been tidying her cupboards, Spring cleaning before Autumn. Her once golden hair was grey now, aging spots cluttered her hands. She had fancied writing a letter, as in those golden days, instead of the modern digital world of emailing and texting. As her friends were either dead, vision impaired or half gaga, she caught her breath, and composed a letter to posterity. Or, indeed, an epistle to the generations of youth."Here is a message from one the world's ol...

5 likes 0 comments 0
Read story

Stolen Surprise

Submitted to Contest #292

Kylie laughed to herself as Talf hurried back. She had seen the arrow land at his feet, but she was unable to see the shooter. She knew Talf had seen him though and he was making good speed on his way to the tree line. As the prince approached, Kylie turned and started off again, angling away from the castle. The archer would have little chance for a shot if they moved deeper into the forest.           “Come on now! We’ll need to move a little faster if we want to lose him,” Kylie said.&...

5 likes 0 comments 0
Read story

The world had forgotten color

Submitted to Contest #292

Picture a world that had forgotten color. At first, people thought it was a mistake. But then the grass lost its green, the sky turned pale, and even the deep blue oceans dulled to gray. No one knew exactly when it happened. One day, the world was bright and full of color, and the next, it was like someone had drained it away. Trees stood like bony fingers against the empty sky, flowers once bright and beautiful now looked like faded ghosts. Even people became colorless, their eyes holding only distant memories of what once was.But Emma stil...

10 likes 5 comments 5
Read story

Beyond the Gray

Submitted to Contest #292

The world had been colorless for as long as anyone could remember. The city was sleek, efficient, and lifeless—a landscape of grays, blacks, and whites. No one questioned it anymore. Color was a relic of myths, a concept that had faded not just from the world but from memory itself. Yet, whispers persisted in the underground circuits of those who still dared to wonder. They spoke of a painting—a forbidden object, hidden away by those in control. It was the only thing in existence that had not lost its color. Elynn had never believed in it, n...

10 likes 0 comments 0
Read story

The fallens revenge

Submitted to Contest #291

“We were known as the ‘Defenders of the Realm’. We helped dismantle corrupt governments, bring peace to fey domains, slay devils and demons and,” Gizelle chuckled, “close down many pubs with our excessive drinking and fighting.” We all laughed. She looked at a framed photo on the wall of five friends, standing arm in arm in front of an Inn. “Sam, Daz , Reenie and Dryalis.” She beamed as she said their names. “Sam was the muscle of the group. I once saw her rage and with one swing,” she made a whoosh motion with her hand, “she knocked that tr...

6 likes 0 comments 0
Read story

The Tiger's Prey

M B

Submitted to Contest #291

To say it had been an eventful few weeks would be the understatement of the year, if not the decade. Daredevil freelance pilot Captain James Sphinx and Misfit squadron had found the best lead imaginable to catch the notorious air pirate Yao the Dragon through smuggler queen of Shanghai herself, the mysterious “Tiger,” known to them simply as Mai - if that was even her actual name.  Sphinx had spent weeks trying to endear himself to the most dangerous woman in China, all in the hopes of getting to Yao through his own weapons supplier: No...

8 likes 6 comments 6
Read story

All in the Big Day's Work

Submitted to Contest #291

      The garden was sumptuous this time of year. The grass was lush and green underneath the neat rows of white chairs. The trees that spotted the circumference of the field were massive and provided solid shade with their vibrant leaves. Besides the trees, a small stream winded around the left side of the field, while some rosebushes flanked the right side. Ahead and to the right was a large bed of red and purple flowers. Facing the chairs was a charming little gazebo, only big enough to hold a few people. &nb...

6 likes 0 comments 0
Read story

Lobitos

Submitted to Contest #291

Lobitos This morning we - Johnny and Fern and I - visited the grocery store to buy milk and Plataño crisps. Sometimes on our way through the desert streets we would see real people, who were always very nullified in their behaviours. Be it the portly fishermen who painted god-fearing slogans on their beached vessels, or the grocery store hermits – the pale ‘abuelitas’ who never stepped outside the dank shade of their tiendas - everyone moved pausingly, in slow, drawn-out stages. These locals were often observed sedentary in transient places,...

5 likes 0 comments 0
Read story

Jailbreak

Submitted to Contest #291

The cold, sterile hallway just outside of my confinement center wall made it possible to hear every footstep, growing louder as they neared me, fading as the person receded into the distance marching to whatever task they were assigned. It was impossible to know how long I’d been here. Minutes felt like days. Hours felt like months. All I knew was that it was time. What was that quote from The Shawshank Redemption - “get busy livin’ or get busy dyin’”? It was now or never. I’d spent the last several months learning the patterns and rhythms o...

4 likes 0 comments 0
Read story

A Hole In The Wall

Submitted to Contest #291

It was a strange place in a strange location, surrounded by various industrial establishments and tattered, abandoned buildings. From the outside it didn’t look like much. The bricks were painted white and stained with dirt. Despite the relentless Florida sun, the color of the roof lingered a bright lustful red. There was a mysterious air about this particular place and unless you were looking for it, chances are you would pass right by it. There were few visible signs and at night the lights were dimly lit.  Those who were familiar wi...

5 likes 0 comments 0
Read story

C4

Submitted to Contest #291

C4 walked into the grotto while releasing zisself from the tether, ze looked around for J, there was a lot of stuff piled over against the side of the fairly large room. Ze started unfastening bags and adding them to the rest. Voices filtered up from a corridor in the back J came into view.“Hey C4, glad you made it, has S left yet? “Not sure S, O and L are making sure everyone else gets out first, It shouldn't be long, the back wall of the pasture was about to be breached, and the roof was crashing in as well. How did you...

7 likes 0 comments 0
Read story

Cobalt vs Cobat: why you shouldn't mess with the Blizzard King

Submitted to Contest #291

Cobalt, also known as the Blizzard King, has made a lot of people mad in the past. He has also made a lot of enemies. From Chad, the guy who tried to defeat him with a stale baguette, to Goku, the same one from the DragonBall series. But none compare to the fake version of him, Cobat.  Cobat had the desire to beat the Blizzard King in a one versus one, but had a lack of intelligence to do so. He had tried to copy Cobalt’s blue, grey and black armour, had plastic versions of Cobalt’s pitch black, heat absorbing katanas and had a snowball...

9 likes 0 comments 0
Read story

Jack Green

Submitted to Contest #291

'I don't know how I got here.' A dazed and obviously confused Colin Burns weakly admitted as he gasped for breath. He surveyed the room desperately trying to piece together the tangled spider's web of his thoughts without having much luck. The tall man in the black suit wasn't convinced. Colin Burns, real name Jack Green, had pulled off the biggest diamonds heist in history and he knew exactly where he had hidden the loot and who he had double cross in the process. 'Now now Mr Burns. Your deflection won't cut it today.' The tall man shouted ...

9 likes 0 comments 0
Read story
RBE | Illustrated Short Stories | 2024-06

Bring your short stories to life

Fuse character, story, and conflict with tools in Reedsy Studio. All for free.