Short Story
*Swipe Cleared out*
Within the Social Media Age, no story goes viral quite like those established within the common however frightening encounters of cutting edge dating. This one begins with Emma, a 23-year-old realistic architect living within the heart of the city. New out of a long-term relationship, she finds herself reluctantly drawn to the world of online dating. It's a Saturday night when she matches with Alex, a man in his early thirties. He's charming, witty, and their discussion streams easily.
By Abdul Qayyum2 years ago in Fiction
Only Five Minutes
Sheriff Parker popped a tic-tac (strawberry and cream flavored) into his mouth to calm the nerves in his stomach. He looked around and saw that the civilians in the town square were either talking amicably with each other or waiting patiently for their mayor and the town council to arrive. He looked up and saw the sun shining brightly and warmly, without a cloud in the sky. Sheriff Parker looked at his watch and read the time as 2:43 pm. The solstice ceremony was supposed to start at 2:45 pm, and his Deputy just radioed him that he, Mayor Cox, and the others were one minute out.
By Rebecca Patton2 years ago in Fiction
Wisteria’s End
“Jessica!” A voice called out, sounding like an echo in the distance. Jessica was lost in thought, staring out the window at the clouds of red powdered clay churned up by the storm. Her arm was stretched forward with her fingertips resting on the surface of the glass. There was zero visibility outside of the protected structure she was in, yet her eyes appeared focused on something.
By Chelas Montanye2 years ago in Fiction
The Forgotten Door (2 of 2). Content Warning.
*Author's note*: This is part 2! Please click here to read part 1. Content warning is for horror content "That's... not possible," Alex whispered, his eyes going as wide as mine. It was gone. The door was completely gone. The only thing that stood in its place was a blank wall. We were trapped. he walked up to the wall his hand lightly touching where the door had once been. "any chance you have your phone on you?"
By Matthew Spinelli2 years ago in Fiction
