Mystery

The Wedding Tape
The package arrived three days before the wedding. No return address. No postage she recognized. Just a plain brown envelope with her maiden name, Emma Holloway , typed neatly across the front.
By Kaori Knight 3 months ago in Fiction
The Deep: Blue Light. Content Warning.
This was a mission to find the wreckage of a Spanish galleon that had sunk in an Atlantic storm after leaving San Juan in Puerto Rico carrying millions in gold coin.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 3 months ago in Fiction
Shadows of Lure
I was found here, swimming giddily amongst the blue-grey panels that surrounded me, my feet sinking into the grey as though succumbed by rough sea waters. I was drowning, amongst the loud silence, reaching for the Shiraz wine bottle to scull and numb my hectic mind. In peaks of time, against the saturation of outside nightclub chaos, I blocked my mind from the noise, sitting cross legged with my hollow guitar and tapping deeply into its soul. Its reverberations assured me that I wasn't the only one seeking a rhythm beyond the predictable paved streets and noise of the city. I craved a warmth that pricked me at times in my aching heart, sparking its urgency deeply within my soul.
By Susan L. Marshall3 months ago in Fiction
Before The Silence
Chapter Four A Hum in the Walls Jesse Jesse woke to the sound of Mara’s truck leaving the driveway. She reached for her glasses and looked at the clock beside her bed.
By Ronna Curtis3 months ago in Fiction
Before The Silence
Chapter Three What the Animals Knew Mara The child’s laughter came from beyond the trees. Mara moved toward it before anyone else reacted.
By Ronna Curtis3 months ago in Fiction
Project Oracle
The first thing Lily noticed was that no one at Area 51 ever said the word monster . They called them Anomalies. "Anomaly 14 has breached Containment."
By Kaori Knight 3 months ago in Fiction
The Goddess of Misery
Oor tale begins on the dusty, dirty streets o' whit wid eventually become Glesga, lang afore electric lichts or cobbles. The locals lived unner the shadow o' poverty and death. Hope wis as scarce as a full, satisfied belly.
By Paul Stewart3 months ago in Fiction
The Spirit Of Temptation
Introduction This is a tale inspired by “Undine Hovering on the Water” by George Heywood Sumner, shared by The Enchanted Booklet on Facebook:
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 3 months ago in Fiction
Optimisation
As I sank into the moulded plastic chair beside my solicitor, I barely had time to gather my thoughts before the door opened and two detectives stepped into the interview room.
By Paul Stewart3 months ago in Fiction
The Trip
Mac spent time with me every day. He was so mindful of me and knew how deeply I was still in love with him, after all our years together. Our affection had endured for many years. We met in college and were inseparable. We went to grad school together and were never apart. Our love was the subject of many conversations. The soulmate bond we shared was something I had always been aware of. He felt it from the first day we met, and he still did. It was hard to explain how it felt. I couldn't even remember whether I found him or he found me. Mac and I were just meant to be together. Nothing else ever seemed to get in the way of that.
By Alexandra Grant3 months ago in Fiction
Second-Hand Lives
I found myself lost. Lost one day in the liminal space between waking consciousness and the beautiful, cursed lull of sleep.
By Paul Stewart3 months ago in Fiction
The Bridge That Was Never Meant to Stand
There are moments in life that appear completely ordinary when they happen. A cup of tea. A conversation. A journey home. You have no idea that, hidden inside those insignificant minutes, something is waiting to divide your life into two parts:
By Rejoice Denhere3 months ago in Fiction