Series
Drillmington: Amidst the Whirlwind
As the elevator lowered to the ground level, Julisia sent a text for Armando to bring the Lightray around. They had stayed at the Mercier Hotel and been accustomed to the cold air outside. They didn’t feel it, though. The wintry blast did not affect them in the slightest.
Skyler SaundersPublished 3 days ago in Fiction86 One Step at a Time
What the hell did I step in? And barefoot! I was stepping spryly from footfall to the next, using my feet to only mobilize. But ambulation requires watching where one steps so spryly. It requires proprioception, knowing when joints above the feet go awry.
Gerard DiLeoPublished 3 days ago in FictionThe Great Wolf Moons
Not caught up yet? Check out Session Nine: The Wardens of Kyah here! A pair of young men look up to the infinite expanse of twinkling lights within the swirling colorscape of Rhyonian Space; an utterly endless world locked above the one they called home, always within sight, always beyond reach. Their lives had been long lived, tenuous and trying, in their couple decades, but as they clasped hands and watched the Zardons dance in each other's eyes, they knew no other time than the present, longed for nothing more than that moment eternal.
Austin CoxPublished 3 days ago in FictionWorld in Tatters Ch. 29
My four companions and I jump up, shocked by the sudden violence. The smell of blood fills the air as the crimson fluid sprays from Luther’s rent throat. The bodyguard holds Luther’s head back and watches, chuckling while his victim dies choking on and gargling his own blood.
Kevin BarkmanPublished 3 days ago in FictionTimber Tom
A Terrifying Tremulous Trees story Timber Tom turned to his men, cleared his throat and began to read his long winded speech, tightly holding his notepad in his hairy sunburnt and scarred hands, his oily, messy hair stuck to the sides of his face while flys buzzed around him.
Alex H MittelmanPublished 3 days ago in FictionTHE HUSSY PRINCESS
“But father, why do I have to marry? I don't want to marry." Yin said, "Yin, don't be a kid! You are the second princess of the Usan Kingdom. and you are 22 years old. Today or tomorrow, you must marry." Yin’s father said it in a strict tone. “But I am the second princess; the Usan Kingdom still has their first princess, so why can't she marry?” Yin questioned.
The Hunt Begins
I aim to write these so that you can enjoy them as stand alone stories, or one after the other. If you'd like to do the latter (they're all very short):
L.C. SchäferPublished 3 days ago in FictionURENMA, THE RIVER GODDESS
e It was the time long before European ships ventured into Africa. In the small town of Ukeh, amongst the igbos, myths and legends abounded. Nwangele River was the big deal in this town; it was both their source of drinking water and their god.
NDUBUISI KENNETH ILOANAEKEPublished 4 days ago in FictionThe Most Dangerous Game
Rain lashed against the aging wooden cabin, the rhythmic drumming a monotonous counterpoint to Sanger Rainsford's restless pacing. A renowned big-game hunter, Rainsford craved the thrill of the chase, the adrenaline surge of a worthy opponent. This luxurious yacht, courtesy of his wealthy benefactor, offered nothing but suffocating boredom. Suddenly, a booming voice jolted him from his reverie.
Monnade MixoumPublished 4 days ago in Fiction85 All Good Things Must Come to an End
She'd finally gotten it all. Everything she'd always wanted. She was healthy, she was beautiful, and she had under her belt the three college degrees she had earned. Additionally, she was engaged to be married to the most eligible bachelor in the world, billionaire Peter Cloud, the CEO of Big Pharma who had invented the drug, Cloud-10™.
Gerard DiLeoPublished 4 days ago in FictionDrillmington: Special Equipment
After the shooting, TSL’s profile in the police community was elevated. They took on the crime doers by shooting a video with him. He talked about the importance of gun safety especially for children.
Skyler SaundersPublished 4 days ago in FictionMaximum Area
Seeing life spark in Mat's tired eyes brought a grin on what should be my face. In a flash my body ascended into the vent where I originally came in through. Mat called out to me before I was out of earshot, "Are we done Z?" Dipping back into the room one last time I said, "For now".
Lucy TorralbaPublished 4 days ago in Fiction