Microfiction
The Mission Part 13
Sarge laid there in his bed next to his wife and his knew what to do and let him tell the story again. Why is always at the same place the Beta Team has entered the small town where we walk as a team doing a standard recon mission when all of a sudden, we scatter to various buildings to see where the shots are coming from then for some reason just stops for what could be snow or it could have been a sandstorm, but why does it turn everything white though. His wife just looks at him and tells him that she thinks that he needs to go to group and share this and maybe one of the other Beta Team members may have the answer that he is looking for why can he not remember what happened after the sniper shots.
By Mark Graham2 years ago in Fiction
The Mission Part 12
As the soldiers were still searching for where and who was shooting the soldiers noticed that there seemed to be snowflakes falling from the sky for, they knew that it did sometimes fall in the desert, but it is still October even though there seemed to a chill now and again, but still not enough a chill to snow and turn everything white. Beta Team just stared for the Sarge of the team and all around him seemed to be fading. Sarge awoke in his bed on a cold October morning next to his wife. He awoke startled and wondered.
By Mark Graham2 years ago in Fiction
The Cursed Book
The Cursed Book: A Curse That Affects Those Who Read It In the world of literature and mysterious stories, there are always those works that carry within them terrifying secrets and incomprehensible curses, as if they are a gateway to another world full of horror and fear. "The Cursed Book: A Curse That Affects Those Who Read It" is a title that arouses curiosity and makes the reader wonder: What is the story of this book? Where did it come from? And what is the nature of the curse it carries? In this article, we will discuss the idea of the cursed book, and explore the different dimensions of this exciting story.
By 💓 Pulse of Stories 💓2 years ago in Fiction
Divine Physician
A millionaire suffered from a stubborn eye disease. He had undergone multiple treatments, but to no avail. Later, he heard that a monk specialized in treating such difficult and complicated diseases, so he invited the monk to diagnose his illness. After examining the millionaire's condition, the monk instructed, "For the time being, you should only focus on looking at green things and avoid seeing any other colors. In this way, your disease will gradually get better." After the monk left, the millionaire had a truckload of green paint bought and had everything he could see painted green.
By John Bruce2 years ago in Fiction
The Puzzle
There! I catch a glimpse of a loud blue Hawaiian shirt, accompanied by a familiar smile carelessly tossed over his shoulder… evaporating like dew on my car’s windscreen. Mentally, I have an itch that begs to be scratched. Where have I seen him before? When? Who is this charming mystery man?
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶2 years ago in Fiction
Vampire Flu. Top Story - January 2025.
Man flu is tough when you're a vampire. Did you think the undead can't get ill? Ha. Think again. Why not? On what logic are you basing that assumption? Surely all he has to do is feed on someone who's unwell, and he could catch what they have, no? Immortality doesn't make you impervious to suffering. It just means you suffer longer. And probably alone, to boot. Picture him, now: shuddering in his crypt, bits of tissue stuck up his pointed nose, which is pinched and pink. Misery is carved around his ancient eyes, and lethargy weighs on his limbs. A cold is worse for a vampire, in some ways, than it is for a mortal man. Look at it this way: a vampire is known for his irresistable charm. Nobody is suave when they sneeze. The common cold, then, basically threatens his entire identity. Can he tolerate human remedies, like hot honey and lemon drinks, chicken noodle soup, and over the counter medicines? I hardly think so. His crypt is dank and chilly. Hardly conducive to his recovery. He considers hunting, entering a human house and making good use of their blankets and fluffy slippers... but they will never invite him in, will they? They won't want to catch what he's got. So he shuffles about in the dark, aching all over. He clutches his cape close, shivering, fangs chattering. Moments later, he casts it away, sweating. Feeling hungry, thirsty, and terribly sorry for himself. A nice long hot draught from a freshly Lemsipped victim would be just the ticket. He thinks of it, how he would corner a victim, compel them to go into a chemist and then... Wait, don't you need hot water? How long would be the optimum amount of time to wait before biting? He scowls, knowing that nobody on the Vampyr Council will be looking into this. In any case, it all feels like such a lot of effort, and he feels completely drained right now. He wishes, at times like these, that he'd got around to getting himself a pet human. A companion. Human familiars were all the rage for a while, but the risk of exposure means there's a lot of red tape, and frankly, he could just never be bothered. He shambles back to his coffin, resolving to Sleep until the bug is out of his system.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
The Cursed House
The Cursed House: Beyond the White Wall In a small village surrounded by green hills and dense forests, there stands an old, abandoned house overlooking the village from the top of a hill. This house, known as "The Cursed House," holds terrifying secrets and strange tales passed down through generations. The white wall surrounding the house is not just an ordinary wall—it is a gateway to a world of mystery and horror. This story delves into the secret of that white wall and the curse that has turned the house into an unbearable place.
By 💓 Pulse of Stories 💓2 years ago in Fiction
Ashes of the Cursed Forest
Ashes of the Cursed Forest: The Secret of the Shadow That Watches Everyone! Deep in a dense forest, far from human eyes, lies a mysterious spot of land known as the “Ashes of the Cursed Forest”. This spot, which seems to be part of another world, holds terrifying secrets and strange tales passed down through generations. The forest, which was once a place of beauty and tranquility, has turned into a source of terror after being cursed with a mysterious shadow that watches everyone who approaches it. This story tells the secret of that shadow that looms over the forest, and the curse that made it an unbearable place.
By 💓 Pulse of Stories 💓2 years ago in Fiction
The Woodcutter's House
The Woodcutter's House: When Happy Life Turns into a World of Pain Life is a collection of stories, each carrying lessons and morals that oscillate between joy and sorrow, hope and despair. Among these stories, the tale of "The Woodcutter's House" stands out as one that illustrates how life can transform from overwhelming happiness to a world filled with pain and suffering. This story is not merely a narration of events; it is a reflection of a complex human reality where emotions intertwine with social and economic circumstances, painting a painful yet insightful picture.
By 💓 Pulse of Stories 💓2 years ago in Fiction
