Fiction
Welcome to Modish Wear (Chapter 2)
"We need to talk" was never a good sentence to hear. It either meant someone was breaking up with you or, in Nick's case, you were in trouble. Nick sat inside the office, waiting for Victoria to return. She had to tell the rest of the morning staff coming in where they were going to be stationed. When the office door was closed, the office resembled what Nick believed the North Pole felt like: a holly jolly, frozen hell.
By Frank DiLuzio2 years ago in Chapters
Forged in Frost
Disclaimer Most fairytales you know begin once upon a time in a far away land, and they tell of the matchless beauty of fair princesses, of the daring deeds of heroic, handsome princes charming, of witches’ spells and ogres and trolls, and they always end with true love’s kiss.
By Sara Little2 years ago in Chapters
Blackbird Fly #12
If you haven't read the previous parts to this ongoing story, here are the following links:Part One: https://vocal.media/chapters/blackbird-fly-xrl46g04bkPart Two: https://vocal.media/chapters/blackbird-fly-part-two-little-angelPart Three: https://vocal.media/chapters/blackbird-fly-part-threePart Four: https://vocal.media/chapters/blackbird-fly-part-fourPart Five: https://vocal.media/chapters/blackbird-fly-part-fivePart Six: https://vocal.media/chapters/blackbird-fly-part-sixPart Seven: https://vocal.media/chapters/blackbird-fly-part-sevenPart Eight: https://vocal.media/chapters/blackbird-fly-chapter-eightPart Nine: https://vocal.media/chapters/blackbird-fly-part-ninePart Ten: https://vocal.media/chapters/blackbird-fly-part-tenPart Eleven: https://vocal.media/stories/blackbird-fly-part-eleven
By Rick Henry Christopher 2 years ago in Chapters
Old Enough; Through the Eyes of a Stranger
After kicking off his boots Hank rubbed his calloused feet, despite them being swollen and blistered with open sores he'd come to feel comfortable enough in these parts to catch some shut eye. Perhaps here he would find some time to heal. He tossed his knapsack on the ground, then pushing through dried thicket with one gloved hand, he settled in a shady spot. He was hungry enough to catch a mouse; his mind wandered to the little girl May and her popping by this very place several times with a piece of bread or an apple. He hated himself for wishing her there just cause his stomach ached, he knew darned well kids like her should not be wandering about on their own near the edges of train tracks, much less familiarizing themselves with the likes of homeless, jobless and down on their luck men like himself. He knew he could be trustworthy, however God knows that most train jumpers aren't.
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)2 years ago in Chapters
Welcome to Modish Wear (Chapter 1)
The snow was slowly falling from the sky, the wind dancing between parked cars. A man in ripped jeans and no jacket was waiting outside the store to buy a white T-shirt in December. One rule in working retail was there was a 95% chance that your store was not closing due to the weather. Every day, you were required to wear a fashionable outfit, a name badge on your chest, a walkie-talkie clipped to your side, and sell your soul.
By Frank DiLuzio2 years ago in Chapters
An unknown truth hidden in the reverse flow of the river
The day Rani disappeared, the river was flowing in the reverse direction. This strange incident created a stir in the entire village. Rani was the most beautiful and playful girl in the village. Her hair was black, wavy, like the shadow of the night, and her eyes were deep, as if there was some secret hidden in them. Everyone in the village was impressed by her soft-spokenness and mischievous antics. But that day when the river started flowing in the reverse direction, people were surprised and then someone screamed and gave the news - "Rani has disappeared!" There was chaos in the village. Some said, "This is a bad time," while others considered it a sign of some divine power. People believed that the reverse flow of the river and the disappearance of Rani was the play of some invisible power. The elders of the village said that they had never seen anything like this in their lives. They were worried whether this incident was a sign of some big trouble. Rani's parents were distraught and went out in search of her all over the village. They questioned everyone, but no one knew anything. It seemed as if she had dissolved into thin air and disappeared somewhere. Then an old woman, who lived near the hills outside the village and whom everyone knew as 'Junglewali Dadi', came to the village and announced, "The mystery of Rani's disappearance lies near that reverse flowing river. I can feel the movement of her soul." Some people in the village found the jungle grandmother's words mysterious, but they knew that she had some strange power. The grandmother suggested that they should start the search for Rani by going to the river bank. Following her advice, Rani's parents and some villagers started walking towards the river with her. As they approached the river, the atmosphere became even more strange. There was a chill in the air, and a deep silence spread all around. The river was flowing in the opposite direction, as if some unknown force had taken control of it. When everyone reached the river, suddenly the grandmother closed her eyes and went into meditation. After a few moments, she opened her eyes and said, "This river will take us to Rani. But for this we have to go with the opposite flow of the river." The villagers were confused by what the grandmother said, but they had no other option. They started walking in the opposite direction along the river. As they moved forward, the forest became denser and more mysterious. There was a strange smell in the air, like the fragrance of an unknown flower or the moisture of an old ruin. The night was falling, and then they saw an old and ruined temple on the bank of the river. The grandmother indicated to the villagers that this was the place where the queen could be found. It was pitch dark inside the temple and strange shapes were drawn on its walls. Some kind of strange energy was felt in those shapes. The grandmother lit a lamp in front of the temple and started muttering some mantras. The sound of her chanting started echoing in the forest, as if some magical waves were spreading in all four directions. Suddenly a faint light shone from inside the temple and a faint image of the queen appeared. There was a strange calmness on her face, but some hidden pain was visible in her eyes. The villagers were shocked, they had never seen such an incident. The image of the queen said in a low voice, "I am trapped here because of the reverse flow of this mysterious river. This temple is the place of an evil power that has bound me." The grandmother asked the queen, "How can you be freed, daughter?" The queen replied, "A special ritual has to be performed to calm the evil power of this temple. It will involve consecrating a holy water in the sanctum sanctorum of the temple. This holy water will be taken from the place where the reverse flow of the river begins. But be careful, this place is full of dangers and only a strong willed person can bring this water." Grandmother and some villagers reached the beginning of the reverse flow of the river. As soon as they reached there, they saw a shining source of water, which seemed to symbolize some mystery. They filled the water in a vessel and cautiously returned to the temple. When they reached the temple, Rani's image was still there, but her figure was slowly blurring. Grandmother started performing Abhishek with water and offered it in the sanctum sanctorum of the temple. A strange energy spread all around, and at the touch of that energy, Rani's image started turning into reality. In a few moments, Rani appeared inside the temple, but this time she was real, not a blurred image. The villagers were overjoyed. Rani softly said, "I was trapped in the bondage of this evil power, and you all freed me. This temple is no longer the same, because its powers are now gone." Rani's parents hugged her and the villagers started singing songs of joy. They thanked the grandmother, whose amazing powers and courage had led to Rani's return. Rani turned and looked at the river, which was now flowing in its normal course. It was a wonderful experience for the village, which taught them that sometimes things we cannot see are also real. After that day, the people of the village were filled with reverence for the river and the forest grandmother, because for them this day was nothing less than a miracle.
By Devender Singh2 years ago in Chapters
Murders in Crescent Valley
‘’Ok.’’ ‘’You’ve got real talent son.’’ Danny smiled. ‘’Really dad,’’ ‘’Really, son,’’ Marshal stood up and le4 his son alone in his study. Danny sat down in his dad’s chair and found the website his dad spoke about. He found a horror magazine’s website called Fearsome Creatures. He submitted the story in an email and went outside to play. Two weeks later Danny received a letter in the mail. The envelope read ‘’To Danny Howard.’’ It was postmarked from Fearsome Creatures Magazine New York, New York. Danny rushed the letter up to his bedroom and shut the door. He sat down on the edge of his bed and tore open the envelope holding his future. Danny pulled out the letter and voraciously read it. The leer read. ‘’Dear Danny, Congratulations the editors here at Creatures Magazine have decided to publish your short story ‘’Nightmare Horror.’’ Sincerely, Rod Von Finger Blaster, Danny pumped his fist in the air. He felt a strange ela%on $ll his stomach. His cheeks felt hot. Danny raced to his dad. He saw the door to his father’s study was closed. A do not disturb sign hung from the doorknob. Danny knocked on the door and waited for his father to reply. ‘’Come in.’’ Marshal sang out.
By DJ Robbins2 years ago in Chapters
Murders in Crescent Valley
The next day Rachel visited her friend Margo Sullivan. Margo had kinky, frizzy, black hair and almond shaped eyes. Her skin was light brown. Her mother was black and her father was white. Last year her father had and her mother got a divorce. After the divorce Margo’s father had moved to Seatle and, Margo nor her mother had seen him ever since that %me. Margo sat on the edge of her bed. Her stereo was seated on the dresser. Jimi Hendrix music blasted out of the speakers. Rachel was seated Indian style on the 8oor in Margo’s bedroom. Margo noticed the puzzled expression res%ng on her friend’s face and decided to ask her what was wrong. ‘’What’s wrong, Rachel,’’ ‘’I’m just upset.’’ ‘’About what,’’ ‘’I’m just awestruck by the fact that Briany is so blasé about Tony’s death.’’ ‘’He broke her heart last night; she’s still hurtng.’’
By DJ Robbins2 years ago in Chapters
