Love
Love and Friendship
Once upon a time in the cozy little town of Harmonyville, there lived two inseparable friends named Lily and Max. They were the kind of pals who finished each other's sentences, laughed at the same silly jokes, and could always count on one another. Their friendship was the stuff of legends in their small community, and it all began one sunny afternoon at the local ice cream shop.
By Dilla Fortuna3 years ago in Fiction
Melissa. Content Warning.
Melissa In a bustling street in London, there’s a female businesswoman, Victoria Robinson. She’s a notable entrepreneur in Europe. She’s the owner and CEO of ‘Melissa’ group. She’s 32 years old and single but achieved almost everything in life. Her company is famous for producing several honey-based products. Victoria also owns shares in several other companies including her rivals.
By Apurba Deb3 years ago in Fiction
The Strange Wistfulness of Used Bookstores
This could be my best title yet but it is not my own work unfortunately. L.C. Schäfer proposed the idea that she would write a story every day for 2024 and invited other Vocalists/Vocalites along for the ride. And so, here I still am. This is now the beginning of Week Three. I never thought I would get this far.
By Rachel Deeming3 years ago in Fiction
My First Valenhog’s Day
Author’s Note: This is for the Voices in Minor Valenhog Challenge. If you want to join in our fun, follow the link below. Chuck remained nestled in his hole, dreading February 2nd. Every year, it was the same thing, again and again. First, those giant two-leggers forced him from his hiding place. Then they flashed those lights at him and yelled and crowded him, as though he were some sort of spectacle. At the end of the day, he was tossed back into his hole, as though he was nothing.
By Stephanie Hoogstad3 years ago in Fiction
But Doctor
"But Doctor, he is not man he use to be! Jillian explained to the marriage councilor as John sat looking down at his hands gently rubbing each other. John had looked up the best in the field. DoctorMax's dissertation had been on PSTD. He truly thought that Doctor Max could help Jillian understand. His hopes were quickly slipping away.
By Juanita Pearce3 years ago in Fiction
Mara & Elaine. Content Warning.
Her first grandchild! Elaine's son was beaming with pride as he brought the five month old baby girl to show his mother. He didn't know exactly what her response would be. She was only forty years old and having the time of her life after her divorce, every weekend spent dancing and laughing with friends. And Michael wasn't married to the baby's mother. "Would she accept her?" he prayed that she would.
By Shirley Belk3 years ago in Fiction
Bella and Teddy's Unbreakable Bond
Once upon a time, a little girl named Bella lived in the exciting city of Doha, Qatar, with her constant companion, a stuffed Teddy Bear named Teddy. Teddy was no ordinary bear; he had been with Bella since she was a few months old, a precious gift from Auntie Mary! Mary had spent weeks looking for the perfect companion for Bella. Only after observing her unique personality and watching Bella's actions closely was she able to decide that Teddy was the perfect suitor.
By Anthony Chan3 years ago in Fiction
The Tinder Date
There I lay, in the dark, in cold as the gusty wind howled and caressed my face. I can hear the silent, yet loud breeze, as the leaves rustles along with the loud echos of crickets or where they? Crickets I thought… Now why the hell would I be hearing crickets? Last thing I remember was walking to the bar to meet Tom. You see, Tom was a new guy I was speaking to – well dating if you will. We had met whilst doing what people do, scrolling on tinder. He is charming, kind, he is sweet, he was persistent. We’d been speaking for about a month, but never met. Why? you must be thinking… Well he’s been living abroad, he was an Engineer and was currently located in Dubai – but he was moving back to the UK and our plan was when he got back, our life would begin officially – well our dating life of course. And that’s what was meant to be happening today, now. But here I am.
By Rasheeda Loves3 years ago in Fiction
A Love Misplaced
I feel out of place. Something is missing. Much is missing. The way he looked at me, at her, with love in his eyes. His tender touch of every centimetre of my skin, her skin, including folds and deeper places. He even felt my love for him via my feet, her feet. But there is nothing I can do. I am not in control. She is. Anthi Papageorgis. Yes; she is Greek. I sometimes feel Athena in her veins. I am just her love for him. But I can think for myself. I disagreed when she let him go. But I am only her love for him. She moved me aside. She had better things to do. What is better than love? Anthi did not love him anymore or not as much as at the beginning.
By Patrick M. Ohana3 years ago in Fiction
