Short Story

The love Power of Shared Interests
The love Power of Shared Interests In the bustling heart of the city, where the beat of life never appeared to vacillate, there existed a curious small bookstore tucked absent in a overlooked rear way. Its racks were embellished with dusty tomes, each one whispering stories of sentiment and enterprise. It was here, in the midst of the fragrance of maturing paper and ink, that Lily found herself on a cool harvest time afternoon.
By Baby3 years ago in Fiction
A Tale of Love Found in the Pages of a Dusty Bookstore
"Whispers of Destiny: A Tale of Love Found in the Pages of a Dusty Bookstore" A Fortunate Encounter In the bustling city of Modern York, in the midst of the tornado of chaos and aspiration, there existed a little bookstore tucked absent in a corner of the Lower East Side. Its charm lay not in its glory but in the dusty racks that held stories of overlooked universes and removed memories.
By Baby3 years ago in Fiction
Life by Misadventure. Top Story - April 2024.
What just happened? There was a loud bang as if my tire exploded underneath me. Everything paused, slowed right down until I could feel the vibrations of seconds ticking past - then something shifted.
By Savannah K. Wilson3 years ago in Fiction
Charm Against an Egg Boat
Charm Against an Egg Boat is one of my first pieces of flash fiction responding to traditional rhymes. It was published in Pagans of the North March 2024 edition https://www.pagansofthenorth.co.uk/magazine. I am submitting monthly to this online magazine and have popped my piece Ring O' Roses that was in the April Edition underneath Charm. The wee cartoon of the witch in her egg boat was drawn my partner Mick Smith.
By Alyson Smith 3 years ago in Fiction
Lily's Confession: The Shockwaves of Misinterprete Words
Once upon a time, in a small town, there lived a little 10-year-old girl named Lily. She was a bright and curious child who loved learning and going to Sunday school. One evening, as she sat with her parents at the dining table, a heavy silence hung in the air. Lily's head was bowed down, her nose buried in her plate, and her untouched food grew cold.
By Emmanuel Ojenike3 years ago in Fiction
Crank & Boomer
The young man walked the path, unsure where he was headed or what he’d do when he arrived at whatever destination he happened upon. He had been a clerk in a department store, pretending to know more about the store wares than he actually did. Wearing one of the stores suits that had been sold to him at a huge employee discount, he appeared to be someone worth deferring to by the customers that seemed attracted inside from the mall walkway. His chosen work clothing not only made appear wiser than he actually was, it also slimmed his expanding waistline.
By C. L. Nichols3 years ago in Fiction
The Timeless Shadow of A Minute
If you had sixty seconds to change the world and save millions of lives would you seize it. Trigger in hand sixty seconds on the clock, I wondered if I had it in me. Crazy how I made it this far, but here I was frozen.
By Kenneth cruz3 years ago in Fiction
Violence is Blue
Inside Lance and Nola Thompson’s modest home, an all-day argument continued. Lance swore that Nola was screwing around on him but that he wasn’t nobody’s fool. Especially not hers.
By C. L. Nichols3 years ago in Fiction
The Monsoon Melody: A Tale of Love, Loss, and Reunion (Part 1)
The Monsoon Melody: A Tale of Love, Loss, and Reunion (Part 1)Nestled amidst the bustling city of Mumbai, amidst the rhythmic symphony of honking cars and chattering vendors, lay a hidden sanctuary—a serene garden adorned with vibrant hibiscus and ancient Banyan trees. This was the haven for Riya Sharma, a budding shoe designer, and her secret meetings with a handsome stranger named Veer Singh. Every monsoon season, under the cloak of rain-drenched skies, their paths would converge in this oasis, an escape from the mundane.
By E.V.K3 years ago in Fiction
60 Seconds to Impact
As John, the paramedic, wheeled me toward the waiting Uber after seeing a doctor to help me overcome my inability to walk, I felt a mix of relief and frustration. The temporary arthritis inflammation on my left foot joints had left me unable to walk, with excruciating pain. Fortunately, a medical prescription for a 10-day course of steroids promised relief and a glimmer of hope in an otherwise challenging situation.
By Anthony Chan3 years ago in Fiction
The Dancing Animal
Inspired by Kurt Vonnegut "I'm just popping out for some..." and this is where Fred's mind went blank. "What? You're going where?" Tanya was in the kitchen and couldn't hear exactly what Fred had said. He was going out? Again? He'd already been out once. Why did he need to go out again?
By Rachel Deeming3 years ago in Fiction
Mountains Beneath the Caverns
Disrobing himself, he poured a flagon of alcohol onto him, removing his scent. "The cloak conceals you, but she may still sense your presence. Are you sure about his, Perseus?" Hermes' words echoed in his head.
By Thavien Yliaster3 years ago in Fiction