Mystery

Why Sudden Love Now?
Here you are, more than 20 years later. You left us when I was five and my sister was three, like that proverbial father who’d gone to buy bread and never returned.
By Lana V Lynxabout 2 hours ago in Fiction
It's Up to You as Nondescript Teen Detective
You step into an old manor. The floors are creaky, the portraits are startlingly lifelike, and your name is not your name. You walk to the parlor where you were told you would meet Old Man Graham. Thomas Graham that is.
By Raine Nealabout 3 hours ago in Fiction
Just a Taste Part 19. Content Warning.
As mentioned in the new art, the book will have a sequel! Woo hoo! Have no idea when, but I will begin the writing process ASAP. Thanks for all your support!
By Rain Dayzeabout 13 hours ago in Fiction
You Shouldn't Have Invited Me Inside
You shouldn’t have invited me inside your home. It was Sunday. We had gone to the cinema, but before that we had crossed the bridge. You wore black and I wore grey. It was the perfect storm that day, figuratively.
By Caitlin Charltonabout 16 hours ago in Fiction
The Room That Has Your Name
You take the wrong staircase because the elevator is broken. That is all. No decision worth regretting. No warning ignored. No locked door forced open.
By Alain SUPPINIabout 20 hours ago in Fiction
Hiking Out of My League
Your flight from Vermont to Seattle was a bit bumpy and long. Last year, you planned this hike in Mount Rainier National Park. After an overnight near SeaTac Airport, you head south alone in a rented jeep. You may want to go off-road during your trip, so you paid extra for the 4-wheel jeep. One thing you didn’t count on was the heavy traffic and the slowdowns through the small towns along the two-lane road.
By Andrea Corwin about 21 hours ago in Fiction
Secrets Of The Desert
It was in the Mojave desert, near a small Arizona town, where I first met you. Surrounded by endless blue skies and mountains of sand. Red rock cliffs hanging majestically in the background. And there you were, out of place, smack dab in the middle of a mystery.
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsdena day ago in Fiction
The End of the World or A New Beginning Part Two
Author’s Note: These prompts are my attempt at working on writing fiction. I may not always follow the cards exactly, but it is me writing fiction. My first few attempts at fiction happened five years ago on Vocal Media, and on medium.com .
By Denise E Lindquista day ago in Fiction
Feed my Petals of Allure
Unwind the depths of my liquid heat of burn. A soul abandoned recently, I am at merge with the flow of a lane way that ever folds and turns. Memories a replay: a montage of love’s residual bleak. Jyr’s absent steps trample tirelessly across our lost love’s memory.
By Susan L. Marshalla day ago in Fiction
If You Get Lost
The world ended while I was ignoring my mother. Her message slid across the top of my screen as a woman tipped strawberries into a glass bowl.
By Emilie Turner2 days ago in Fiction
The Quiet Below
Niko dreamed of the cliff first, like always. — the same sheer drop of stone beneath his boots, the same clean horizon, the same measured wind brushing past him in steady intervals. He stood at the edge, hands in his pockets, looking down at the ocean far below.
By Syl De'Vil2 days ago in Fiction
Beneath the Wake
Bane dreamed of the ocean often, though his version was never gentle. It came to him in jagged pieces — cliffs carved by storms, waves that struck like fists, a horizon that never stayed still. The water was darker in his dreams, almost metallic, reflecting nothing but the faint shimmer of his own eyes.
By Syl De'Vil2 days ago in Fiction