Short Story
Guardians
Dr. An and Liam returned to their small laboratory on the outskirts of Bosanska Krupa, the luminous meteorite samples carefully secured in a reinforced container. They couldn't wait to begin the analysis, the potential for groundbreaking discoveries and technological advancements nearly overwhelming.
By Haris Hadzic3 years ago in Fiction
jillknife. Runner-Up in the Neolomicro Challenge.
"I'm not going to move on this." The senator was adamant. Her aide sighed, knowing how stubborn she could be about these things. He loved working for her as she was a woman of principle, strong and resolute. But he couldn't help but think of her as a tree in a storm - only the ones who bend survive: the ones with the thickest trunks that are unable to respond to the bullying shove of the wind will not live to fight another day. They become splintered and shafted and rot down to a stump.
By Rachel Deeming3 years ago in Fiction
Bloodlines and Blood Debts
“A soul to journey back, A body left hollow. Where you walked, Dorcas Solart, I will follow.” For a moment, Leta could not breathe. She went to claw at her throat, to open her already gasping mouth for air that wasn’t there, but she no longer had any. They had been left behind with her body in the attic, along with any sense of gravity. Her soul was simply falling, like she had been thrown from a plane and was plummeting down, and all she could see was the void above her.
By Kenneth Donovan II3 years ago in Fiction
Spectators of Life
In the heart of the bustling city, where the cacophony of life's hurried pace echoed through the streets, there was a girl named Lily. She had long, flowing blonde hair that caught the sunlight like strands of gold, and her eyes were a brilliant shade of blue that held a world of wonder within. Unlike the rush of the city around her, Lily often found solace in a small park nestled between towering skyscrapers, where she sat on a weathered bench and watched the world go by.
By StoryholicFinds3 years ago in Fiction
Savoring the Simple
In the heart of a tranquil park, where the symphony of nature harmonized with the gentle whispers of the breeze, there was a girl named Isabella. She had long, flowing blonde hair that danced in the wind, and her eyes were a brilliant shade of blue, reflecting the vastness of the sky. For Isabella, the park was not merely a place of recreation; it was her sanctuary, a place where she could sit and watch the world go by, immersing herself in the simple beauty of life.
By StoryholicFinds3 years ago in Fiction
Unveiling the Extraordinary
In the midst of the inky blackness, a girl named Amelia, with long, ebony hair cascading down her back, entered a room. The room, too, was pitch black, devoid of any discernible features. Amelia's heart raced with a mix of curiosity and trepidation as she stood in the darkness, her senses enveloped by the unknown.
By StoryholicFinds3 years ago in Fiction
Me-you are not considering me
The store was jammed, and they only had one register open. Everybody like sheep stood calmly. I on the other hand felt like the store should be doing better. I looked a the flock of sheep (customers) and wondered at their inability to make waves. I also did not make waves, but I did not wait, I left. I was not going to wait in line for thirty minutes. I would come back tomorrow at 7am. The longest the wait would be is ten minutes. These people made me as angry,as the stores lack of concern for our wait.
By Antoinette L Brey3 years ago in Fiction
Savior Complex
Her eyes scanned him up and down once more. Noticing every tiny detail to his every move. The way his bangs swept back into the hair resting upon the back of his head. The slow movement of his chest as he breathed. His eyes sparkling under the moonlight - almost as if the light of the moon was begging for me to notice. His eyes laid upon my own. His gun pointed towards my chest.
By 'Lissa Stufflestreet3 years ago in Fiction
