Love

Truth Is. Top Story - March 2024.
“Where were you?” She hid her suspicions under blankets, hoping he’d coax her out with honesty. “Told you where I was goin’.” He hopped on his right foot while tugging his left sock.
By M. Lee2 years ago in Fiction
nothing was the same. Top Story - March 2024.
Like clockwork, Justin Haylock wakes up at five a.m. every morning with a burning sensation in his throat and a twisted feeling in his stomach.
By angela hepworth2 years ago in Fiction
Has he ever loved me?. Content Warning.
His abuse was unbearable! He walked in unbalanced, yelling at me as if I had wronged him. The truth is that my husband had been drinking that day. I began shivering. I knew he was going to punch me all over my body. I began praying in my heart, asking God to calm him down. But my prayer seemed to only exacerbate my marriage's problems.
By Nelo2 years ago in Fiction
I Was There
I’d heard the screams from a distance. The yelling crying crowds were so loud as they chanted. But I couldn’t hear the words.
By Linda Bromley2 years ago in Fiction
Fear. Content Warning.
Pierce Starlight was fourteen years old when he decided he was going to take his father down. He can recall the entire experience as clear as day. He still remembers the way the bastard had come to his room and leaned on the doorframe, telling him if Pierce wants any food for the rest of the night it’s now or never, because he’s working on a new book and the kitchen is the quietest place for him to do his writing, and—of course—he absolutely won’t be disturbed.
By angela hepworth2 years ago in Fiction
My Nextdoor Neighbor: A Teenage Crush Tale
I woke up to a loud noise and faint chatter coming from the building across from our house. Normally, I don't get up early on a Saturday, but this Saturday morning got me really annoyed. I rolled on my bed and took a pillow to cover my face, blocking my ears with it. I desperately wanted to catch more sleep, maybe for another hour or so, before fully waking up. But the sounds from outside continued to filter into my ears.
By Author Ceesong2 years ago in Fiction
Devil's Bargain
Screaming, Knell fell to her knees, her left hand stretched out with her right on the holy symbol on her side. She whispers prayers to the Light, begging and pleading for him to spare her partner whose body lies broken before her. Tears stream down her face– the Light’s will is not in it. Shrieking in frustration, she put down her hand as the light faded from Faden’s eyes. Weeping, she collapsed beside him, her head on his chest. She questioned why he had done it– why did he give his life to spare her? He had saved her, her idiot hero. Knell lay there for a long time on the side of the road at a crossroads to Salvayne.
By S.N. Evans2 years ago in Fiction
Whispers in the Shadows: A Tale of Forbidden Love and Betrayal
In the quaint town of Willowbrook, nestled amidst whispering pines and meandering streams, Rina and Andre found solace in each other's company. Their clandestine affair danced in the shadows of secrecy, unbeknownst to the world that lay beyond their intertwined desires.
By kristiono2 years ago in Fiction
The Haunting of Love
'The Haunting of Love: A Terrifying Tale of Two Lovers in India' Once upon a time, in the bustling city of Mumbai, there lived a young couple named Raj and Anjali. They had been childhood friends and their love for each other had blossomed into a beautiful relationship. Raj was a successful businessman while Anjali was a talented artist, and together they lived a charmed life. However, as their love grew deeper, they began to experience strange and unexplainable occurrences that would soon turn their fairytale romance into a nightmare.
By SATPOWER2 years ago in Fiction
The House on the Hill
The House on the Hill The old house stood on a hill, overlooking the town below. It had been empty for years, and people said it was haunted.
By hawk12 years ago in Fiction
Painting Hope
In the realm where twilight danced with shadows, there existed the spectral presence of a maiden named Eliza. Once, in the vibrant tapestry of life, she had woven dreams with threads of passion and ambition. An artist of remarkable talent, her fingertips had caressed canvases with strokes of genius, each creation a masterpiece in the making.
By Yashu2 years ago in Fiction
Timber Tom. Content Warning.
A Terrifying Tremulous Trees story Timber Tom turned to his men, cleared his throat and began to read his long winded speech, tightly holding his notepad in his hairy sunburnt and scarred hands, his oily, messy hair stuck to the sides of his face while flys buzzed around him.
By Alex H Mittelman 2 years ago in Fiction