Fiction
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The General - Episode 01
"Joan! Come here." I looked at the Headmistress in panic, clutching my mop hard enough that the bucket rattled. I don't gather much attention in this camp, so when it happens, it's usually bad.
BARE HUNTER
TED I pulled the lockbox down and checked my Glock to be sure the magazine was full, then tucked it into my jeans waistband. If Greg was going to pull some shady shit, I’d be ready. He had agreed to come to my apartment with a pizza and some sodas, so we could sort this mess out together. Or, so he said.
Tina D'AngeloPublished 4 days ago in ChaptersThe Attendant of Shadows
In the little, languid town of Everwood, settled at the edge of an old woods, stood an old house known as Blackthorn Estate. It had been deserted for a really long time, its once-stupendous veneer currently shrouded in ivy and secret. The residents stayed away from it, murmuring stories of hauntings and condemnations that had kept its entryways solidly shut for ages.
Ayesha BegumPublished 4 days ago in ChaptersThe Chain Letter
It was weird. I felt like there were cold slimy bugs creeping and crawling all over my body. I couldn't think anything else. My body reacted and I ran to the door, pushing it closed. Quick to lock the deadbolt, handle and, fasten the security chain. Trembling, the door felt cool on my skin and I relaxed a little. Finally, my head began to start thinking.
Adair SigurdsonPublished 4 days ago in ChaptersTrain, shoes and kindness
Train, shoes and kindness On a busy train, a gentle old man was sitting by the window, fondling his shiny newly purchased shoes. His eyes sparkled with joy and pride as he looked at the fruits of his labor. Suddenly, a sudden wind blew, carrying the shoe out the window. The old man looked frantically, his heart filled with regret.
Cindy PhamPublished 4 days ago in ChaptersBARE HUNTER
* GREG * Thank God this shit was almost over. I hated lying to Ted for my bosses. I felt like Sisyphus. Their demands changed every day, and I was caught in the middle of rolling that stone up the hill, then had to backtrack. If it weren’t for the regional manager promotion they were dangling in my face, I never would have agreed to this crap.
Tina D'AngeloPublished 4 days ago in ChaptersSmartystan
Tunes wafted through the air like the fresh scent of baked bread. The chords, the progressions, the pauses, the rests, all came from Vestin Go’s piano. He still remembered his days at First State Community College where he majored in music exploration. He’d been playing the piano since he could walk and talk. He took it even more seriously as he grew into adolescence and adulthood. By composing a new minuet, he wanted to try out something audacious.
Skyler SaundersPublished 5 days ago in Chapters- Content Warning
Mama’s Boy
"The man over there ordered this drink for you." The bartender says discreetly as she uses her head to point in his direction and places a sazerac in front of me. Trying to hide that I'm blushing, I look over at the guy sitting on the other side of the restaurant. God, he's so handsome.
Real PoeticPublished 5 days ago in Chapters Introvert
**Chapter 1: The Solitude of Emily** In the quaint town nestled among rolling hills, Emily lived a life enveloped in solitude. She found solace in the quiet moments spent among the pages of her beloved books and the gentle whispers of the wind that swept through the valley. While the villagers reveled in lively gatherings and bustling markets, Emily preferred the company of her thoughts and the tranquility of nature.
The Colors of Odds and Ends
With her brother finally out the door, Charlie sat at the kitchen table and stared out the window at what looked like a perfect day. She thought about going back to bed but was already awake and set in the motions of starting it, teeth brushed and all. She sighed and looked at the piece of paper left for her on the table. Of course this was from her father. Was this passive aggressiveness? That was a concept that she had been accused of at school by people that honestly didn’t do as much as she did. Charlie understood that to move people in a certain direction, you needed to nudge them. That’s what she did at the school paper. As the student editor she needed to assign and ask for updates on stories then put her spin on the outcome, tell the sophomores what quotes to get and who to ask for them. That’s how you manage the paper. Leaving assignments on desks or in the slot organizing system hanging on the press wall, however, was ‘passive aggressive’ per Tyler, the junior that painted his nails black and sucked all the joy out of the room by consistently disagreeing with her assignments.
G. Douglas KerrPublished 6 days ago in ChaptersSmartystan
So, you got them to dance….” Go stated with curiosity and a bit of comprehension. “Yes,” Dr. Frampton said. “We were able to adjust the levels and allow them to exchange data. The dance was just a bonus.”
Skyler SaundersPublished 6 days ago in ChaptersInterlude 01 | Aestas ¤ The Yellow Balloon
Lilit turned to Durojaiye and prodded, “See there, you could learn from Ahmad’s example; I’ve discovered a lot about him today! All you need to do is open up a bit more and, on occasion, let us into that convoluted brain of yours.”