Short Story
Finding Inspiration
In a small, sleepy town nestled in the countryside of Jamaica hills, there lived a young woman named Tasha. She had always dreamed of leaving her quiet life behind and moving to the big city of Montego Bay. To her, the city represented possibility, excitement and a chance to find the inspiration she felt was missing in her life. With a mixture of excitement and nervousness, Tasha packed her bags and said goodbye to her family and friends, setting off for the adventure of a lifetime.
Alecia HarriottPublished 25 minutes ago in FictionA First light
A First light Without further ado after the elude of the Indominus rex in 2020, a little soldier of fortune group arrived on the now-abandoned Isla Nublar.
Abdul QayyumPublished 38 minutes ago in FictionŌugān
It’s not like I can avoid them. They taunt me from the front of my local fruit and veg grocer, their dimpled waxy peel catching the light as if to say nice to see you again, Sunny like some off-colour joke. A bunch of bananas poke holes in the biodegradable bag while I sweep the back shelves for this week’s food. I notice the oranges from the corner of my eye and feel my stomach turn. Looks like oranges aren’t on the menu anymore, either.
Eloise RobertsonPublished about 2 hours ago in FictionEchoing Dream
Jun shuffled through the aisles of the dimly lit library, the faint smell of old books lingering in the air. It was past closing time, but he had lost track of it again, buried in the world of forgotten words and ancient tales. Han, his close friend and colleague, waved to him from behind the circulation desk, a knowing smile on his face.
THE INHERITANCE - part six
THE INHERITANCE – part six ……… Welcome home ++++++++++ Kate Sullivan inherited the house that once belonged to her great-grandmother. The old stone house sat on the edge of a ten-acre plat of land in Aughacasla, Ireland. Two weeks ago, she’d never heard of the small town and now, she owned a piece of it.
Margaret BrennanPublished about 5 hours ago in FictionMidnight Lovemares
Daniel sitting on his living room couch with his girlfriend Teresa at 2:30 a.m. watching tv. “So we’re still on for my family’s dinner tomorrow right?” Teresa asked. “I don’t know” Daniel started with exhaust. “You know I can’t stand your mom”. “Hardy har” Teresa responded unaware that Daniel was serious in his rebuttal. “I’m like dead serious” Daniel began. “I really can’t stand being around your mother, she’s too big on the nosy questions.” “But you promised you were going” Teresa responded with annoyance.
Joe PattersonPublished about 5 hours ago in FictionFor the Love of
The sirens wailed and grandpa’s knotted feet shuffled through the hallway. “Kenji? Kenji-chan!” He peered into the tidy room where his grandson’s tatami reclined and furrowed his brow.
A Farewell to One-Sided Love
The relationship was established and you became a living part of my social fabric that I thread into every part of my existence. But now, that golden string seems dangerously thin. I have given her my heart in a song of hope, but it did not reach her ears.
Emily Chan - Life and love sharingPublished about 6 hours ago in Fiction- Content Warning
Author of Visions
Redness made up the river Seine. On the waves read the name in bright white Impact typeface, PARIS. A woman talked on the phone, walking along the water. She spoke with hushed tones all the while. Her face could be cupped and held with tenderness.
Skyler SaundersPublished about 8 hours ago in Fiction Tofu Thyme Palace
Prompt: We were all given the same piece of paper. The prompt was to write a 200-word story about a person waiting for another person to give the main character either good news or bad news. Everything else was left up to interpretation. Because it was handwritten it was hard to determine the word count, but it didn't matter as it was read out.
Chloe GilholyPublished about 10 hours ago in FictionFinding Hidden Treasure: Selecting Greater Chances (Sadias Diary)
Sadia Yasmin Shrabani dreamed of becoming a pilot and seeing the world from a bird's eye view. Despite the maximum preparation for that dream, she failed the cadet college entrance examination. She started participating in various competitions to overcome the difficulties of not getting the chance in this college.
Polloby RoyPublished about 10 hours ago in FictionGone Fishing
Anyone who knows me will tell you I will use 337 words instead of the two needed whilst chatting, especially if a bit manic (I have bipolar) so I am challenging myself to write stories that are complete under 50 words. Here is my first attempt.
Alyson SmithPublished about 11 hours ago in Fiction