Short Story
My Little Monster . Top Story - October 2023.
The pills have stopped working. I could feel myself growing stronger. I only took the pills to appease my uptight husband anyway. He had a problem with me looking the way I normally did on a regular basis. Yes, the pills kept me pretty, at least in his eyes, but they had side effects. They made me weaker, smaller, and reduced my senses like smell, sight and hearing. And I hated the way I looked on these pills, it’s not natural.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
Hank's Devotion
Wrists resting on cold metal armrests, his derriere sticking to the gray vinyl seat, Hank snoozes. An air purifier on the bed stand whirs quietly, creating a welcome white noise. Two bouquets of cut flowers, one with only red and pink roses, the other one with freesia in the same hues, exude a light scent. The overhead lights off, Hank has fallen asleep reading his iPad by lamplight.
By Andrea Corwin 3 years ago in Fiction
A Witch's Secret
"Bind my blood within this body of twine, and bring sensation to him oh, so fine. Our lives will be in careful line, but in due time, he will be mine." A small trickle of blood fell from Mistress Evelyn, Mistress of Coven for young witches with no place in the world. She smeared the blood over the doll's head and heart as she took a normal, white candle stick and lit the doll on fire, igniting passion and love that shall be burned into the soul and mind.
By C.E. Mattison3 years ago in Fiction
Witchcraft's Flight
In the annals of history, the year is 1692, and the land of Salem, Massachusetts, is gripped by a feverish paranoia. Accusations of witchcraft hang like a specter over the town, casting shadows on the hearts of its inhabitants. In the midst of this tumultuous era, you, an innocent soul, find yourself ensnared in the sinister web of suspicion, with no voice to proclaim your innocence.
By Sergio Rijo3 years ago in Fiction
Enchanted Moors and Hidden Secrets
Amidst the timeless expanse of the desolate moors in 19th century England, your life unfurled a tale of enigmatic splendor. As a governess entrusted with the care of the reclusive lord's small children, you stepped into a realm where the whispers of history and secrets of the manor danced in ethereal harmony.
By Sergio Rijo3 years ago in Fiction
Shadows of Revelation
For more than a year, your hearts had danced in the intimate steps of love, a symphony of emotions that had led you to a precipice. In the soft glow of candlelight, an opulent feast laid bare your expectations, and the question you had longed to hear hung poised, a thread that was woven into your very soul—a thread of commitment, of a future shared.
By Sergio Rijo3 years ago in Fiction
Nocturnal Vigilance
In the gentle cradle of an early morn's hush, where the world lingered on the threshold of dreams, a chance meeting with destiny unfurled. It was during a solitary jog, amidst the tender murmurs of dawn, that you stumbled upon a child, shivering and concealed within the quietude of a secluded grove. His fragile form exuded an aura of innocence, his eyes whispered tales of hidden fears too profound for his tender years to bear.
By Sergio Rijo3 years ago in Fiction
Threads of Destiny
In the embrace of time's relentless flow, Li Wei, a humble clothier by the light of day, bore the mantle of an ancient lineage, a tapestry woven from the very threads of China's soul. His forefathers had once served as advisors to emperors, bearers of ancient gifts, their counsel a beacon for rulers seeking wisdom from the spirits of the past. It was a lineage etched into the annals of time, a legacy that had shaped the heart of an empire.
By Sergio Rijo3 years ago in Fiction
