Short Story
Abomination
The feeling of being alone and lost, searching for the one that would light the way in the darkness… it is a small feeling of terror… but I digress, I am getting ahead of myself. Please, allow me once more to start again. My name is Quintis Allure, I am a “Wizard” of sorts, served under the great masters of my time and learned from the works of Socrates, Aristotle, Virgal. They say that I am a learned man, whatever that means now is nothing compared to the horror that I faced that night and with all the knowledge of the heavens and of hell, it was nothing. I still stood there lost and alone in front of that great beast.
By William L. Truax III3 years ago in Fiction
Now Will Ya Leave Me Alone?
MAX! Now will ya leave me alone? >< >< >< >< “Hi. What’s his name?” he heard her ask, as he bent to pick up a stick in their neighborhood park. Deliberately ignoring her, he gave the stick a strong overhead heave and hurled it high and far. Bending slightly, he placed his hands on his knees and watched his dog pounce on the stick as it hit the ground.
By Margaret Brennan3 years ago in Fiction
Unforgiven
Journal Entry One: We fought for the King again today. Another loss. More brother’s and friend’s lost because of a brotherly feud. We are to charge the gates again tomorrow. Captain said to “show our force” but there is no force anymore. We are pulling weak bodied men and boys from the villages and fields where the only weapon they ever held was an axe to cut wood.
By Alex Masciulli3 years ago in Fiction
The Twilight Saga
Jim left the office and walked toward the door under the sunset glow. Along the way, he passed a familiar cafe and caught a glimpse of a familiar figure at the window. For a moment, his heart raced, he hesitated, then changed direction and headed for the cafe.
By taylor jane3 years ago in Fiction
"She's jolly" he said
Once upon a time, in the bustling halls of Crestwood High School, there was a jolly and vivacious girl named Elizabeth. Her laughter echoed through the corridors, and her vibrant personality lit up every room she entered. Elizabeth was the heart of the graduating class, always spreading joy and cheer to everyone around her.
By ABC Stories3 years ago in Fiction
Mark in the Sand. Content Warning.
The beach had always been Mark's favourite place to unwind and relax. Even when not travelling to a far-flung part of our green planet, he would take time out to drive to the coast and feel the sand between his toes. That soft, but grainy sensation gave him the most delightful dopamine hit and as he stepped closer to the water, and felt the soft, dry sand become moist, he enjoyed the feeling of his feet becoming encased in it, only for the water to splash some of it away.
By Paul Stewart3 years ago in Fiction
The Agent. Content Warning.
Introduction This is inspired by the image and the character in this villanelle that I created. It will sit in the Vocal Fiction/Horror Community and has threads from current and medieval times. It is set in an imaginary time and place.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 3 years ago in Fiction
The Boy Who Cried King. Top Story - November 2023.
"You have so much talent," the voice replayed in his ears. His eyes scanning the dark curtains in front of him. His hands wrapped gently around his bold colored guitar. His nerves taking control of his mind and his movements. He was only 13 years old, but fame had already made up his world.
By Madison B. 3 years ago in Fiction
