Short Story

Cosmic Revelations
In a cosmic twist, India's lunar mission has stumbled upon a celestial treasure: **sulfur**! Yes, that's right, the Moon is harboring this elemental gem near its South Pole. But why is sulfur such a big deal? Buckle up, space enthusiasts, because this discovery could revolutionize our lunar escapades.
By Pragya Verma3 years ago in Fiction
Florida Man Runs Over 11-Foot Alligator with Truck to Save Neighbor from Attack
A Florida man ran more than a 11-foot croc with his truck to save his neighbor from a horrendous assault. As per WBBH-television, the episode happened the evening of Friday, April 19, as Rick Fingeret was strolling his two canines close to a lake in Collier Region.
By jude odeke3 years ago in Fiction
The Blind Woman at the Bus Stop
He was a callous bastard. This proved it all the more. I knew it from junior school. He'd take a kid's sandwich, bite into it, spit it out and crush the rest in front of them. His laughter would be maniacal, especially if the kid cried.
By Rachel Deeming3 years ago in Fiction
Perfect Little Pirate. Top Story - April 2024.
The rough, sodden rope bit into her fingers as she swung over the roiling water far below. Reaching out with the toe of her boot, she managed to catch hold of the rain-soaked railing of the ship- and promptly slipped. Throwing herself forward, she landed hard on the deck, slamming her elbows against the wood planks. Her sharp yelp of pain quickly bubbled into a laugh, and she rolled onto her back, laughing up at the gray sky as a torrent of rain washed away the soot covering her skin.
By M. A. Mehan 3 years ago in Fiction
Call Dan. Content Warning.
Hey, I'm awake. My ringer is on. Call me if you need anything, okay? Hope you're all right. Sweet Dan. I was thankful for the voicemail. Even though I didn't plan on answering the call, it was good to know he was there. I'd texted him just asking if he was awake, but we're miles away from each other now, since the move, and he knows better than to believe that was just a 2am let's-play-COD text. But that was half a bottle of vodka ago, and I've gotta say, I'm feeling better.
By Belle3 years ago in Fiction
Polaris
That night was the same as others: the sky brightened brown, while below our feet a million dazzling points shined as a little tear when uncovered by the Sun. We followed a strange path in our nightly (not daily, it was at night!) tango. I stared at him and he smiled at my innocence. I realized too late we were dancing a Big Dipper, and I was standing right on Sirius, his favorite… so I chuckled while following the tango effortlessly. We were heading north; to the northern star.
By Matt B.3 years ago in Fiction
The Enchanted Whispering Woods
Once upon a time, in a faraway kingdom, there existed a magical forest known as the Whispering Woods. It was a place where the trees spoke to each other, sharing their wisdom and secrets in a language only they could understand. The forest was home to a diverse range of creatures, from the tiniest insects to the mightiest beasts, all living in harmony and respect for one another.
By Dreamweaver3 years ago in Fiction
Monday Morning
Dialing her number, I press the button putting my phone on speaker. Then pour myself a coffee and pop two pieces of rye bread in the toaster, waiting for my daughter to answer. We talk almost every morning since she left home.
By JBaz3 years ago in Fiction
Magical Love
In the bustling streets of Seoul, amidst the vibrant city lights and bustling crowds, there lived a girl named Ji-Yoo. Orphaned at a young age, she found herself navigating the harsh realities of life with only her resilience to lean on. But despite her gentle demeanor and kind heart, Ji-Yoo seemed to be cursed by the judgmental eyes of those around her.
By Sara3 years ago in Fiction
Stop the Press
The farmer tilted his hat to better protect the back of his neck from the sun. He shifted the hoe handle in his calloused, weathered hands and turned his attention to the next row.
By L.C. Schäfer3 years ago in Fiction
Candyman: Uno Momento
It is a clear warm night in East Los Angeles. 16 year old Bernard Ray is getting ready to go sleep when a conversation he had with his friends earlier in the day comes to mind. His two best friends Laurie and Jason told him the urban legend about the Candyman. They told him that if you say the Candyman’s name five times in a mirror then he will pop up behind you with bees surrounding his essence and a hook jammed into the stump of his sawed off right hand and then he will murder you for calling him by his forbidden named.
By Joe Patterson3 years ago in Fiction
Stick A Fork In Me. Content Warning.
The microwave beeped once as I opened it to toss my prepackaged roast and potatoes into its waiting maw. It lay haphazardly on the glass turntable, staring at me balefully as I slammed the door in its face and pushed the quick-start button, number one. The front office door opened and I glanced at it just as William walked in. I nodded an absentminded greeting to him before I realized two remarkable things simultaneously.
By Laura Pruett3 years ago in Fiction