Short Story
The Psychic's Warning: A Haunting Premonition
I had always been curious about psychics, but I never had the courage to visit one. Until one day, when I was feeling lonely and frustrated with my marriage. My husband, Mark, had been distant and cold lately, spending more time at work than at home. He barely talked to me, let alone touched me. I wondered if he was having an affair, or if he had fallen out of love with me.
By Peter Idowu3 years ago in Fiction
A New Beginning. Top Story - January 2024.
Bright white nothing. Blinking against the glare, I willed my churning guts to still. Chewed my lip, wiped my sweaty palms on my trousers. I'd never been on a spaceship before. I tried not to stare around me (not that there was anything to look at) but this left nowhere for my gaze to rest but on his(?) huge black eyes.
By L.C. Schäfer3 years ago in Fiction
New Beginnings
This story has been written in response to L.C. Schäfer's proposal to spend 2024 losing my mind...sorry, I mean, choosing to write a microfiction story every day, making 366 stories for every day of this lovely leap year. You can check her original story out here:
By Rachel Deeming3 years ago in Fiction
Freedom?
Every morning I wake and it's the same old thing. Every morning I wake and I want to be there. Not here. Not here. Every morning life takes a crap on me again. All my dreams are of that place. The place where she is and where they are. Where it all went right and wrong at such a quick pace, but it's the only place I want to be, trying to fix what I broke.
By Paul Stewart3 years ago in Fiction
Get to know the most beautiful types of roses that will beautify your home
One rose is definitely one of the most popular and beautiful flowers in the world, and you are probably a fan of all kinds of roses. Giving or receiving a rose as a gift creates a lasting memory in the mind that remains happy with the passage of time. Flowers are full of energy and happiness, perhaps the times when flowers have spoken more clearly and familiarly about our inner feelings.
By Blooms land3 years ago in Fiction
Shadows of Deceit
Detective Alex Harper leaned against the worn-out brick wall of the abandoned warehouse, watching as the rain poured relentlessly from the ashen sky. The neon glow of the city reflected in puddles that mirrored the darkness concealed within the crevices of the city. The night held secrets, and Alex had spent years unveiling them. Yet, the case of the missing heiress was like no other.
By Yogeshwar Yadav3 years ago in Fiction
Rose's Garden
Rose stood at her kitchen window watching the wind travel through her dormant garden. Winter was leaving. There would be no more stillness, no more waiting. The breeze of the new season stirred around the awaiting plants whispering a song of new beginnings. It began at the iron gates of the garden and flew down the stone paths, branching off down each new path of the garden. Rose watched it dance over the water fountain in the center of the garden that was currently iced over before heading towards the orchard. It ruffled each of the leaves of the fruit trees that stood ready to bear fruit once again. It left the trees and found the rows and rows of flowers that were eager to bloom even though they were still closed up tight. Rose lost the wind’s trail at the myriad of rose bushes before she spotted it again rustling through the vegetable beds. It climbed up and over the trellises before ending its journey at the wind chimes that were hanging outside the window where Rose was watching from.
By Grace Gettys 3 years ago in Fiction
New Year's Nuptials
Today was Neddie’s wedding day, the first day of the year. Pa had arranged for a marriage for her with the Hanson boy, whose family had offered a cow with two calves as part of the small dowry they were able to pay. The Hanson boy was good-looking, about three years younger than she was, and half her height.
By Mother Combs3 years ago in Fiction
The Day of Return. Top Story - January 2024. Content Warning.
The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room. His name had been Oleg, a man from a different time and a different place with his name preserved on a gilded scrap of paper calling him a Bachelor of Arts, evidently something to be vaunted in the old world. He had lived in this place once upon a time, though that time was long past.
By Alexander McEvoy3 years ago in Fiction
Joe's fairy tale!
Joe, an Indian teenage girl who is studying in school. She was a kind and determine girl who love and respect her parents so much. For them, she is the whole world. They make every possible wishes of her to come true. But one vity thing is that they don't accept love marriage, like a typical Indian family. Stil our Joe's wish to have a love marriage, with their parents acceptance but she knows that will never happened. She will always stand by their parents decision and never wanted to oppose them.
By Keerthana Rajaram3 years ago in Fiction
