Fan Fiction
The Last Train to Willowbrook. AI-Generated.
Elara Voss tightened her coat against the November wind slicing through King’s Cross station. The 23:47 to Willowbrook was never busy, but tonight the platform felt unnaturally empty. Only the fluorescent lights buzzed overhead like dying insects. She checked her phone again—no signal, no messages from her sister. Just the same unanswered text: I’m coming. Don’t do anything stupid.
By Waleed khan6 months ago in Fiction
Salubrious part 24
The lunch at Salty’s went better than expected. They had a nice time, joking and just trying to relax. Allan had wanted to discuss more of the finer points of their relationship, but in the spirit of trying to be more open, he only brought up one point.
By Melissa Ingoldsby6 months ago in Fiction
When the Brake Breaks. Content Warning.
The sun was setting on a spring day. The only problem was that spring felt more like summer. Ace sat in his car, watching and listening to nature’s music, trying not to relive the tragic mistake he had made.
By Adam's Urban Tales (William Powers)6 months ago in Fiction
Salubrious part 21
“Sal-u-tatttieonns, Charlie!” Allan said in a silly accent to Charlie after he walked into the break room. This was the very next day of their meeting at the bar, and all last night they had been talking on the phone until five in the morning.
By Melissa Ingoldsby6 months ago in Fiction
