Short Story
The Malfunctioning Time Machine Part One. Content Warning.
PART ONE The Malfunctioning Time Machine Opening Prose: When the Marble Remembered the Century The revolving doors exhaled her into the lobby like a secret the building had been holding too long.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 6 months ago in Fiction
Dasher Diligence
Murphy is awakened by his “Bad to the Bone” alarm clock on his phone so he can start his day. “Oh wow I got a major headache. I probably shouldn’t have ate all that junk food last night, but what can I say? It was Friday night and I wanted something cheap and greasy. It ain’t my fault that Chinese food hits so good after a long Friday’s work. Needless to say, my arms and legs feel heavy like weights have been tied to my limbs so every time I move I feel a jolt of pain.”
By Joe Patterson6 months ago in Fiction
‘Drew’ his Breath away
Tremors ran through his hands, shaking the envelope along with them. Drew Hollister stood in front of his life-long friend, known as Miss Azalea, both holding their college application response letters. The tension was palpable. It all came down to this….
By Gabriel B. Shames6 months ago in Fiction
The Word Burger is Confusing
"The end," I said. I cleared the game board off the coffee table and began to pack my bags. "I hate when people say 'the end'. It's so final and overdramatic," said Cynthia. "You know 'thee' is another way of saying 'you' in Middle English, right?" she asked. I bristled at the smug look on her face. "Are you trying to end me? Seems kinda hateful..." she said.
By A. S. Lawrence6 months ago in Fiction
Broken and Driven . Content Warning.
It’s done. I have saved our species…. I have saved our planet…. And in so doing I have embraced my own damnation. I know, on a cognitive level, I am the greatest hero humanity has ever known. But in my soul that I am also our greatest villain....
By Sam Spinelli6 months ago in Fiction
Her Royal Highness. Honorable Mention in The Rule Everyone Knows Challenge.
“Is there anything else that you require, Your Highness?” The lady-in-waiting, still too new to bother remembering her name, curtsied slightly, eyes down, hands buried in the folds of her full, green skirt.
By M. A. Mehan 6 months ago in Fiction
Like Black Mercury. Runner-Up in Something Is Beginning, I Think Challenge.
My eyes opened. I can't say that I opened my eyes because once my eyes were open, I tried to move and discovered I couldn't move any part of my body, except my eyes. I couldn't even blink.
By John R. Godwin6 months ago in Fiction
