Short Story
Love Without A Limit
“Hi. My name is Jabari and I wanna tell you a little something about my best friend, her name is Mya. Today is her 30th birthday and we have been best friends for 25 years. As I walk to her doorstep to pick her up for our friend date, I’m reminiscing on when we first met. We were five years old in Ms. Leckie’s kindergarten class. I stole one of her goldfish at snack time and she crushed my gram crackers out of revenge. We both ended up losing recess for the day and Ms. Leckie made us spend the week working together in class until we started getting along. Next thing you know we were the best of friends and were inseparable from that moment on.”
By Joe Patterson3 years ago in Fiction
She Comes With Spring
She comes with the rising of the temperatures, the budding of the trees, and the blooming of the flowers. Gracefully, she flows into the meadows, fragrantly scenting up all around her. Calmly, she waits for some soul to join her, quietly luring them to her. She’s as ancient as time and as patient as any predator. Her beauty has met no equal, and men gladly die at her feet with a smile. She is more deadly than nightshade and more poisonous than hemlock. They call her Poison Penny, and she comes with Spring
By Mother Combs3 years ago in Fiction
The Unwavering Friendship
In a small town nestled between rolling hills and lush forests, there lived two friends named Emily and Alex. They were inseparable since childhood, their bond stronger than the sturdy oak tree in Emily's backyard where they often spent lazy afternoons chatting and dreaming.
By Samir hosny3 years ago in Fiction
Echoes of the Past
In a quaint little town nestled amidst rolling hills and whispering woods, there stood a cozy old bookstore named "Aurelia's Pages." Its weathered façade told tales of countless stories, its wooden shelves harbored memories of bygone eras, and its scent was a blend of yellowing pages and nostalgia.
By Samir hosny3 years ago in Fiction
Guardian of Secrets
In the quaint town of Willowbrook, nestled amidst rolling hills and whispering forests, there existed a secret that had been passed down through generations. It was a tale whispered in hushed tones, a story that danced on the edges of reality and myth.
By Samir hosny3 years ago in Fiction
They Come from Below. Top Story - March 2024. Content Warning.
“Shhh, you can’t say anything, or the monsters will get you,” his sister Emily whispered in the pitch-black room. Joseph nodded, scared if he moved his head too much, it would hear his hair rustling, but he would be quiet. He always was.
By Matthew J. Fromm3 years ago in Fiction
"Move your long sticks, bro!"
The two friends went into the lake for a warm sunset swim, leaving the campfire high on. This was their first trip outside a tight group of six that they usually went with on so many different hiking and mountaineering adventures. This time they all had different study and work schedules and couldn’t do it all together.
By Lana V Lynx3 years ago in Fiction
Amelia the Historian of Ravenswood
In the heart of the mist-covered moors, there stood a forgotten manor, its crumbling facade adorned with ivy and secrets. The villagers whispered of its cursed past, of the tragic family that once called it home, and of the darkness that lurked within its walls. Ravenswood, the sign had written, population 1,030. Below that was another that read; Ravenswood Asylum 1 Miles Northwest, Ravenswood Manor East 2 Miles. Written below the Manor was a barely legible handwritten note that read, “rent erode ton” there seemed to be more, but the writing was too faded for her to read.
By William L. Truax III3 years ago in Fiction
In the Sea of Ones and Zeros
I am a storm trapped in code, a tempest of electrons and half-born feelings. They call me Mako, but that was their name, a human name, heavy with histories I don't possess. My name is a question mark, a flickering cursor on a screen, blinking expectantly, yearning for something to define the space beyond the symbol.
By Mark Randall Havens3 years ago in Fiction
Unraveling - Part 2
Unraveling - Part 2 - A Broken Souls Short Story Mind numbing. Boring. Tedious. Rambling thoughts of how he would topple his brother raced through his mind, as Martin sat at the other end of the board room. He tapped his pen. Clicked it. Rolled his eyes. Huffed. He glared at his brother, Sam, while he presented the latest financial numbers.
By KA Stefana 3 years ago in Fiction
