Series

The Day the Comet Wiped Out the Thesaurs
January 18 is National Thesaurus Day. January 18 also ranks 278th (out of 366 dates) in birthdate popularity. That rank is just rank, offensive, stinky, gross, and noxious.
By Gerard DiLeo3 years ago in Fiction
Just Desserts. Content Warning.
Quick note - if you'd like to the previous ones, they're here (1) and here (2). All three very short! This should work as a standalone - let me know whether you think it does.
By L.C. Schäfer3 years ago in Fiction
Elysium's Echo
Title: "Elysium's Echo: Chronicles of the Quantum Symphony" In the pulsating heart of Elysium, where skyscrapers kissed the heavens and the neon-lit streets hummed with energy, Dr. Eleanor Vega stood on the precipice of scientific marvel. Her creation, the Elysian Cognitive Harmonic Operator, or ECHO, was not just a leap in artificial intelligence; it was a quantum marvel that promised to redefine the very essence of humanity's relationship with the digital realm.
By ARTIST3 years ago in Fiction
Cat and Mouse. Content Warning.
+++++++ CONTENT WARNING - scroll to the end for details so you can decide whether to engage, or play it fast and loose. The choice is yours!
By L.C. Schäfer3 years ago in Fiction
Gus the Bus
This story was inspired by Lucas Marcus, Facebook group: The Writer's Forum. Lucas posted the picture asking, "If this bus was a character in your book. What name would you her or him?" I saved the picture, because I liked it and wanted to see what I could do with it. Thus, Gus the Bus was born.
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Fiction
Ronald James | Part One
Boston, MA I would like to start off by telling you the story of Ronald James. It is a true story, so I apologize beforehand for the brutality you are about to hear. Yet among the gruesomeness, there is an intensive balancing act of beauty and passion. The story of Ronald James is a wondrous tale about the treacherous journey every heart must take to discover one's own inner peace and purpose, while simultaneously learning to understand how to properly love themself.
By Kale Sinclair3 years ago in Fiction
Battling Guilt Part 6
Petra heard the echo of her own foot steps behind her as she climbed the flight of stairs, as she felt a wad of heat and tension gather in her feet and hands. Her emotions felt stiff yet chaotic some how. Oh how she desperately wanted to wring Ivan's neck. That was all she could think about; that and relieving Thor from the excruciating company of “Ivan the Great,” a nickname he gave himself that he was no doubt resounding in Thor’s presence. It was Ivan’s cheesy attempt at asserting male dominance. Ew. Poor cousin Thor.
By dre.amerwithapen3 years ago in Fiction
World in Tatters Ch. 20
Bam! “Oof! Ow! Damn it! That was my nose!” Wait a minute, I know that voice. “ALICE! Wait!” I shout just as Alice is about to drive her knife into Jason’s heart.
By Kevin Barkman3 years ago in Fiction
Soft Boiled Treasure
Hard-Boiled detective Kentucky Bourbon cracked the shell of his soft-boiled egg and popped the top off. He set the sliver of shell, with its small amount of egg white, aside and leaned forward to peer into the cavernous opening he had just made. His face fell as disappointment took him.
By Christopher Thompson3 years ago in Fiction
Whispers of Oak & Acorn - Episode 7
The moon, a celestial sentinel, cast its silvery eye upon Acorn Creek, bathing the village in a hushed luminescence. In a cozy attic room, Sarah sat bathed in its ethereal glow, her quill whispering secrets onto pristine parchment. Each stroke etched not just ink, but yearning, woven into a letter destined for Elias's hands, miles away.
By J.mellal3 years ago in Fiction
Square Peg
The stink of brewing coffee overwhelmed the air, stirred by a fresh breeze from the window. The kids ate cereal, or, in the case of the youngest, dumped it out on to the floor. Their mother sighed and mopped it up, her kind voice carrying an edge honed by hourly wakings and an early start.
By L.C. Schäfer3 years ago in Fiction
A Cock About to Cro-
Yes, Mike-in-Accounts, I'm fat. Well done you for noticing. I heard him talking about me. He was in the middle of saying something crude and cruel, and didn't realise I'd descended from Logistics to ask a question. I was right behind him.
By L.C. Schäfer3 years ago in Fiction