Nicolas Jao : Writing

Jimmy Rivendell

Jimmy Rivendell

A Story by Nicolas Jao


Once there was a kid with amazing siblings. The youngest of the family, Jimmy Rivendell had five brothers and five sisters that had achieved so much ..
How We Live

How We Live

A Story by Nicolas Jao


There is this new way of life that all of us are embarking upon, one that we have never experienced before. The desert is arduous. Living here is lik..
I Can Write Anything I Want

I Can Write Anything I Want

A Story by Nicolas Jao


You may have heard about me. I’m the greatest author in the world. Ah yes, truly, mere mortals of the English language bow down to my excellenc..
If I Let A Floating Lantern Go

If I Let A Floating Lantern Go

A Story by Nicolas Jao


One of my earliest memories as a child, back when I still lived in my hometown in China with my mother and father and all my extended relatives, was ..
Hunter's Tale

Hunter's Tale

A Story by Nicolas Jao


Once upon a time, there was a little boy named Hunter. That is how all tales begin, don’t they? Hunter was no more than three years old, yet al..
The Philosopher Room

The Philosopher Room

A Story by Nicolas Jao


Hello, nice to meet you. I am a computer scientist at ImbeciLabs who specializes in simulation. I take pride in my job, enough so that I fancy a big ..
Listening To Music Deaf

Listening To Music Deaf

A Story by Nicolas Jao


I know a guy who told me he fell in love with a girl after three weeks on an island. He said on the first day, he never thought he could. She was bra..
Those That Break The Chain

Those That Break The Chain

A Story by Nicolas Jao


Mark pushed Billy and made him fall onto the soft and sticky mud. The unfairness of it all imploded in his mind, fuelling a fiery rage inside his hea..
Unmerry Christmas

Unmerry Christmas

A Story by Nicolas Jao


Mommy and Daddy think I’m a smart kid. I do really well in school, I know all the names of the planets, and I can name any dinosaur. I’ll..
Story of Luse

Story of Luse

A Story by Nicolas Jao


So there’s this person named Luse. He liked to race people. But the problem was, he always came last. He was simply slow, as people told him. H..