Top Stories
Stories in Fiction that you’ll love, handpicked by our team.
Forgotten Forest
Lightning cracks and streaks through the sky. The winds shift as I focus my energy. Rain falls. I feel the water cleansing me, healing. For I am tainted, broken and in need of repair.
Sarah WilcoxPublished 3 days ago in FictionFor the Love of Samosas
Prologue Today's post is short fiction in honor of all the hassled parents trying to keep their angsty teens in line. "Bye mum! I'm not coming home for lunch today. I'll be going to Mac's with Kelvin and his buddies before we head to his house to study for a test." With that, Adam Lim careened like the Flash out of his humble HDB abode.
Michelle LiewPublished 4 days ago in Fiction- Content Warning
The Fruits of Revenge
It's taken me a lot to get here today. I don't like to go out much anymore. I know that my wife worries but it's a struggle that is all my own.
Rachel DeemingPublished a day ago in Fiction - Content Warning
Peace On Earth
There was Peace On Earth. Most of humanity had striven for this, and now it was here. Since life first appeared on the planet creatures ate to survive, sometimes plants and sometimes other creatures.
Mike Singleton - MikeydredPublished 4 days ago in Fiction Jeremy's Dilemma
Author's Note: This story was submitted to NYC Midnight's 2024 Short Story Challenge. Now that the round is complete, it is being published for the first time exclusively on Vocal.
Bradley RamseyPublished 2 days ago in FictionDreamed a Dream
“When I consider this carefully, I find not a single property which with certainty separates the waking state from the dream. How can you be certain that your whole life is not a dream?”
The Write Equipment
So many wannabe writers these days. I mean, yes, they write. So that makes them writers on some level, sure. But they aren't content just to pick up a pen, or sit down at a keyboard. Oh, no. They want recognition. Payment.
L.C. SchäferPublished 5 days ago in FictionAn Unexpected Appointment
“Hi,” Standing at about five-foot-six inches — including her five-inch stiletto tan boots — the stranger smiled a friendly, all-knowing smile.
The Tables Are Turned
Wanda’s usually a quiet soul, one of very few words. In fact, she likes to sit in the background, watching the world live their lives.
Colleen MillsteedPublished 5 days ago in FictionA Coat To Suit The Weather
Looking out my window, I try to decipher what the temperature will be today. Will I need a zip-up sweatshirt so I can feel cozy?
Amethyst ChampagnePublished 10 days ago in FictionThe Flamingo Lounge
Lola heard the footsteps from the hallway as she sat in her dressing room. She stared straight ahead at her reflection. Her lips had grown thin and her wrinkles had grown deep. The Flamingo Lounge had seen better days and so had she.
D.K. ShepardPublished 9 days ago in Fiction146 As the Crow Dies
Feed me crow. With a side helping of humble pie. Yes, bird and entrails are what I deserve, garnished with an eye-for-an-eye and gnashed teeth.
Gerard DiLeoPublished 8 days ago in Fiction