Fantasy

The Last Sunflower
The air had a metallic taste. It was thick, like something from a forgotten era. A time before the sun had disappeared from the sky. A time when the Earth had been alive with warmth, growth, and hope. Now, only shadows remained.
By Solene Hartabout a year ago in Fiction
She Called Me-Two Years After I Buried Her
I wasn’t supposed to hear her voice again. Not after the funeral. Not after the dirt hit the coffin and we all stood there in silence, trying to believe she was really gone.
By ETS_Storyabout a year ago in Fiction
The Ghost in the Wires
The Ghost in the Wires The first time Elias heard about The Ghost, it was on a hidden forum, buried three layers deep in the darknet. The thread was titled “Don’t Look for Him.”
By waseem khanabout a year ago in Fiction
On Stained Shores
The earth beneath the beach remained spread between the soft sandy shores or the sharp and roughness of rock. The rock may have represented strength; it was the sand that was slippery enough to conceal a potential trap or slip hazard; amplified even more so by the water's caress of the shore to advance the threat.
By Kent Brindleyabout a year ago in Fiction
Childers Grove
I stood atop of the bluff above the sea. The mist rolled off the ocean mixing with the smoke from the wildfires. None of the rays from the setting sun seemed to penetrate its wall. The sky was turning an eerie orange. What should’ve been a hot August evening was growing cold and a chill set in on my skin as I watched the mist and smoke curling.
By Stephanie L. Moreauabout a year ago in Fiction
The Lamp
“Are you a currier?” asked the man in the doorway as I delivered his curry. “I didn’t make it, I just deliver for DoorDart,” I said, misunderstanding, or pretending to. The large man’s pupils were huge and he was sniffling. He clutched what appeared to be a very old bottle of wine in a meaty paw. The name on his order read “Mario.”
By J. Otis Haasabout a year ago in Fiction
A New Home
Kit stared out across the cavern, knees tucked up to her chin, twirling a rose in front of her face. It was fading. It had been plucked weeks ago, in another nation, given to her by a man she’d not allowed herself a second thought about. Until now.
By Phoenixica24about a year ago in Fiction
You Will Die At Daylight.
You Will Die At Daylight. The message was clear. Did I believe it? Not really. The promise of a sweet $1m was all the incentive I needed to prove the urban legend wrong and get my inheritance.
By Paul Stewartabout a year ago in Fiction
A Thief's Game
As Tholien entered Queen Hyanna’s chambers, the elves attending to her halted their whispering. Tholien was not surprised. Ever since he was a boy he’d been accustomed to entering rooms and the conversation trickling away.
By D.K. Shepardabout a year ago in Fiction
2 plus one night. Content Warning.
The air even feels blush against my habits. I say habits because it feels decided against as a baseline. As my normal temperament. Life’s normal temperament of allowance that is.
By 5enxabout a year ago in Fiction
Footsteps in the Dark
Jessie sat in the car, their forehead pressed against the top of the steering wheel. Somehow, they managed a slow, deep inhale and exhale, and relaxed their body. The drive so far had been grueling, and there was still quite a bit left of the trip. The closest town with a hotel was still almost an hour away at this point. Not quite a quarter of the way into the trip, Jessie wondered why they had even thought this was a good idea in this weather, let alone at night.
By Karenabout a year ago in Fiction
The Secrets my Mother Kept
Alexander fell into an uneasy sleep, Mr. Stuffings still clutched tightly to his chest. The dream came quickly, different from the ones that had led him to the attic.
By Parsley Rose about a year ago in Fiction