Psychological

The Persistence of Silence
THE PERSISTENCE OF SILENCE Architectures of the Night Shift I. THE CORROSION I am no longer who I was. I am what remains after erosion has finished speaking.
By Lorena Alonso7 months ago in Fiction
She Won the Lottery the Day Her Son Disappeared
She got the call that changed her life, then another that destroyed it.Money came but, her son never did. The call came while Mara was at the local foodstore buying some onions for the evening meal.
By Ajan Lori A. 7 months ago in Fiction
Unresolved Endings
It had never been an easy relationship. Janet was the other women. Jeremy’s father was that man who cheated. Illusions of a happy family were destroyed because of what his dad called love.
By Katherine D. Graham7 months ago in Fiction
Rolling the Dice of Life
Chance is like a doorway - a little mystical, a little playful and a little fatalistic. It carries the agony of a mystery and the yearning of unfulfilled desires. It is surreal, symbolic, emotionally resonant...and it leaves us fully aware of the quiet unbidden rules beneath the visible ones.
By Novel Allen7 months ago in Fiction
the hours and her grief. Runner-Up in The Unhappy Ending Challenge. Top Story - April 2026.
The fluorescents fizzed and popped, the only sounds in the empty classroom before the bell rang. The atmosphere, pungent with the lingering scent of formaldehyde, stung the nostrils of the students when they began to enter, their former animation in the hallway outside the room dying away in dread.
By John Cox7 months ago in Fiction
Then There Was One. Content Warning.
Ron and Cindy had been married for thirty-five years. They had been through hard times, and multi-million dollars in inheritances, two of them to be exact, and they were finally settled into their dream home, just miles from her daughter Lydia from a former marriage and her two Granddaughters. They were an hour and a half from Ron's son by a previous marriage.
By Susan Payton7 months ago in Fiction
Dear Future Me… I Hope You’re Not Still This Broken
## **Dear Future Me… Please Don’t Be Like This** WRITTEN BY .[MUHAMMAD YOUNAS] Dear Future Me, I don’t know where you are right now, or what your life looks like. I don’t know who stayed, who left, or whether you finally found the peace I keep searching for. But I’m writing this from a place you should never forget—the version of us that is tired, confused, and quietly breaking while pretending everything is fine.
By MUHAMMAD YOUNAS7 months ago in Fiction
Within Oneiron’s Hollow
I have no control over the ancient lore, as I enter the dream-state called Oneiron’s Hollow...the place where thought returns to its first primordial language. Where invisible companions emerge and wear your victories like darkness, your shame like robes. Many who ventured there returned changed. Some, not at all.
By Novel Allen7 months ago in Fiction
Flames of Shadows — Chapter One: Desire in Restraint. Content Warning.
FLAMES OF SHADOWS A novel of submission, memory and becoming Stephen L. Harrison FLAMES OF SHADOWS Copyright © 2025 by Stephen L. Harrison
By Stephen Harrison7 months ago in Fiction
He Kept Replying After the Funeral
The first message arrived three days after we buried my husband. I was seated quietly at my table, thinking about recent unpleasant events happening in my family when a message suddenly showed up on my screen;
By Ajan Lori A. 7 months ago in Fiction
Delete Social Media For 30 Days
The first thing I noticed wasn’t peace. It was silence. No notifications. No messages. No endless scroll pulling me back every five minutes.
By Tariq Pathan 7 months ago in Fiction
THE ECHO CHAMBER. AI-Generated.
The neon pulse of Neo-Veridia didn’t just light up the streets; it vibrated through the marrow of Elias Thorne’s bones. Rain, slick with the iridescent sheen of industrial runoff, cascaded down the sleek obsidian glass of the Aris Tower. Elias sat in a cramped booth at a corner diner, the smell of ozone and synthetic coffee thick in the air.
By Cordelia Vance7 months ago in Fiction