Microfiction

Famished
Wednesday: I know it's him doing it. I fume at my desk. So hungry. Is that making it worse? No! My therapist said to stop invalidating my feelings. This anger, it's justified. No need to dismiss, downplay or excuse. I've every right to be mad. He's been stealing my damn lunch. When I confronted him, he lied to my face!
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
Tungsten, the Superhero
"Have you found a suitable replacement?" I asked my personal assistant. "Yes," he responded. "The subject is in the workshop."
By Laura2 years ago in Fiction
Ravishment On the Hilltop. Content Warning.
The feel and heat of Arthur’s hungry mouth remained on her night after night following the ball. Alexi detected his grassy scent with each inhale, and the warmth of his touch had left a permanent imprint on her skin. She cursed her brain, which would do nothing except think about him.
By Mihwa Lee2 years ago in Fiction
VibrationMan. Top Story - August 2024.
Little four-pound Johnny Vitelli was born nine weeks premature. His mom called him her little runt. But she didn’t realize that Johnny was blind and with weak legs. He was brought into a world of pain and darkness.
By Rick Henry Christopher 2 years ago in Fiction
The Cost of Perfection
Stacy Mendez, born to renowned scientists who engineered her to be the pinnacle of human potential, was raised in a sterile, loveless environment. One evening at dinner, she made a bold announcement.
By Karina Thyra2 years ago in Fiction
Demeter
There was a young woman, in mid thirties, name Meg who lives in a Deep South. Meg travels so far away and heading to New York City. She doesn’t have any friends, because she’s an outcast- except her family cat name Kiki. She ran away from her toxic, but dysfunctional lifestyle because her family betrayed her when they supported the greedy cult leader. After she ran away, she has no words— heartbroken and disappeared.
By Meghan LeVaughn 2 years ago in Fiction
The Shadowspire
A new menace has emerged in New York City's hidden back streets: "The Shadowspire." He drives an old-fashioned car during the day, but in the evening he transforms into a strong vigilante fighting injustice or oppression. His past life is shrouded in mystery; As a young child, he was involved in a terrible war in which he lost his family. His past is shrouded in secrecy; as a child, he was involved in a terrible conflict that resulted in the loss of his family. From then on, Shadowspire has vowed to expose and eradicate the dark emotions of terror that lurk in the shadows of thugs.
By Asha Mony2 years ago in Fiction
A Love Beyond Time . AI-Generated.
In a quaint village shrouded in eternal twilight, there lived a man named Victor Malgrave. His life, like the flickering light of a lantern, cast long shadows upon his heart, shadows filled with longing for a love he believed was lost to the winds of time.
By harish2 years ago in Fiction
The Dominie, the Lesson, the Mirror, and the Expander
"It wasn’t my fault. You can't fire me.", she yelled. "Ma'am you need to get your things and leave the property.", a security guard threatened. She had been set up. The anger almost broke her. Almost. She grabbed her things and headed to the garage where her car was parked on level 3. As she made her way to the elevator she felt the eyes of her coworker scrutinizing her. Seven years for this. "You almost got away with it didn't you." She didn't even know the guy, but some how he felt comfortable enough to talk about her and pass judgment. She just looked past him and pushed by. Instead of breaking her a miraculous thing began to take place. She got in her car and powered it on. The radio came on, an Eminem song played. She heard the familiar lyrics, "I am whatever you say I am, if I wasn't than why would I say I am.... I don't know I guess it's just the way I am". She listened, mouthing the words from memory. She'd teach them a lesson. The best lesson they ever would have the chance to experience.
By simplicity2 years ago in Fiction
233 The Phosphene People
Phosphene: A ring or spot of light produced by pressure on the eyeball or direct stimulation of the visual system other than by light.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
The Silent Summit
Buried deep in the northernmost ranges, in the highest peaks of the Himalayas, lies a township lost to memory. For millennia, its inhabitants existed in isolation, their lives relegated to myth and rumour. When they finally reached out to the world, the knowledge of their secret society shocked everyone. As a renowned journalist, having won a Pulitzer prize for my article on the ice caps in Antarctica, I was selected to uncover the secrets of this unknown group.
By Jaimie2 years ago in Fiction
Climate Wars
It was close. She could feel it. Her life's work, her ambition... her dreams. Project Gaia. She'd studied her whole life for this moment. She'd finally developed a machine that could combat climate change. It would remove the CO2 from the atmosphere and siphon it into energy to power homes and factories. Countless lives would be saved. She'd be the hero who stopped the Earth from dying.
By Emilie Turner2 years ago in Fiction