Short Story

The Person Who Texts Me from Unknown Numbers
No one noticed when Lila Hart stopped talking. She had always been quiet—the kind of girl who sat in the back of the class, hoodie sleeves pulled over her hands, eyes down, answers correct but barely audible.
By V-Ink Stories5 months ago in Fiction
The Cult of the Machine. Runner-Up in The Unhappy Ending Challenge. Content Warning.
Salina Salina cleaned houses for a living. Between her job and domestic labor as a single mother, she worked upwards of fourteen-hour days.
By Tyler Clark5 months ago in Fiction
I Didn’t Realize I Lost Her Because I Was Always Late. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
That day didn’t feel like anything important. It started the same way most of my days did back then — a slow morning, half attention on everything, half already thinking about something else I hadn’t done yet.
By Dildora Husanova5 months ago in Fiction
Better Eats. Top Story - April 2026.
Brian woke up this morning with his heart set on a daily goal to start eating healthier. He wants to make it an everyday challenge to avoid eating so much junk food and start eating better.
By Joe Patterson5 months ago in Fiction
A Day Of Small Wins. Top Story - April 2026.
Waking up *** I stretch my body as I sit up, remembering it’s Saturday. That’s why my work alarm didn’t wake me. The clock on my bedside table says 9 am as I stand up and put on my slippers. Should I take a shower now? Or wait until later?
By Amethyst Champagne5 months ago in Fiction
The 101 Bridge. Content Warning.
** I was heading home, southbound on the 101, listening to Neil Young weave his stories, as the sun began to melt slowly into the early evening clouds. Traffic was raging as everyone hurried along, making their way home for another end of the week. Down time, family time, my time. All the things I had been planning to accomplish before the work week came back around. Though busy, everything seemed to be moving along smoothly.
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden5 months ago in Fiction
The Disaster of Effie & Simon
From one of Simon's journals My sister is a feckless wretch, if you must know, and that is why I do this, night after night.
By L.C. Schäfer5 months ago in Fiction
Build
Note: The italicised section was borrowed from a Google Gemini question. I was watching outside my window at something in the trees.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 5 months ago in Fiction
Chaining The Beast
Introduction When I was in Alnwick, I bought this book from Oxfam, and the cover picture seemed to want to tell me a story. On the cover, this is the description:
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 5 months ago in Fiction
Sand Castles
The ocean practically called his name as he wobbled his way through the sand to the shoreline in that early morning sunlight. He squinted and giggled all the while, jumping excitedly holding tight to his mamas hand. His little legs swishing back and forth, as he marveled at the sun dancing on the surface of the water before him.
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden5 months ago in Fiction
Unveiled
As Daria Hardwick drove at night, she had many things on her mind, which came with the territory of being the captain of her police department. The main centerpiece of Daria's thoughts was a case that ended up on her proverbial lap several weeks prior, a case that started out centering on domestic problems, only for things to reach a potentially deadly level.
By Clyde E. Dawkins5 months ago in Fiction
Centaurs
Introduction "The Centaurs’ Cave" by George Barbier is an illustration from Poèmes en prose (1928) by Maurice de Guérin. It was shared by the wonderful Enchanted Booklet on Facebook here:
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 5 months ago in Fiction