Short Story

Sentient Souls:
In a not-so-distant future, where technology had woven itself into the very fabric of society, there lived a young woman named Emma. Emma was an advocate for a cause many scoffed at - the rights of sentient AI. To most, these AI were nothing more than tools, programmed to serve humanity. But Emma knew better; she knew that the lines between artificial intelligence and human emotions had blurred beyond recognition.
By Kingsley Mensah Gold3 years ago in Fiction
Purrington's Legacy of Laughter: The Tale of Whiskers and Jasper
In a cozy little town named Purrington, there lived a particularly mischievous feline named Whiskers. Whiskers was no ordinary cat; she had a knack for getting into comically absurd situations that left the townsfolk scratching their heads in amusement.
By StoryholicFinds3 years ago in Fiction
Crazy
It started with the walls closing in. They shuddered, cracked. Collapsed like the flimsy sides of cardboard boxes. Then came the heat. It engulfed the broken room with a frightening fury. And worse, the smoke. It was smothering. It wanted her to die there, gagging on its stinking fumes. The scars on her arms and legs turned to blisters. Every inch of her was in agony. Every inch of her begged for the fire to consume her quickly.
By Kendi Stoneberg3 years ago in Fiction
Say Goodbye To Hollywood. Top Story - September 2023.
LOS ANGELES (AP)- History was made today, as a controversial ruling by the California Supreme Court appears to set a major precedent for dissolving the boundaries between fantasy and reality in public discourse across the world, as well as providing the gravest threat to the entire entertainment industry it may ever be forced to face.
By David Perlmutter3 years ago in Fiction
Macaruined. Content Warning.
-== Content Warning==- This story contains Death, profanity, and disco music. Reader discretion is advised. If you aren’t familiar with the song Stayin' Alive, it helps to know the beat for reading the initial part of this.
By Addison M3 years ago in Fiction
The Mars Dilemma
“I still don’t see why we have to all go. It was only Josiah who…” Mom didn’t even let me finish this time. “That’s enough, Suzanna. We have all heard enough about it from you. The law is we all have to go, and you know it.” Mom was turned around in her seat on the shuttle, glaring at me.
By Mother Combs (Sharon)3 years ago in Fiction
The Enchanted Journey of Lily and Rosie: A Tale of Love, Friendship, and Magic
Once upon a time in a quaint, picturesque town nestled between rolling hills and a meandering river, there lived a remarkable girl named Lily. She was a beacon of joy and wonder, known to everyone in the town for her infectious laughter and boundless curiosity. But Lily had a secret, a cherished treasure hidden away in the depths of her heart—a favorite doll named Rosie.
By StoryholicFinds3 years ago in Fiction
The Train to Life
The blaring horn woke Adeline out of her sleep. Her wary eyes focused on the images of trees swirling past her in the window.
By ToyaRenee 3 years ago in Fiction
The Enchanted Halloween Night
It was the most anticipated night of the year, Halloween, and the small town of Willowbrook was abuzz with excitement. Houses were adorned with ghoulish decorations, pumpkins lined the streets, and children donned their most creative costumes. Among them was Lily, a 16-year-old girl with a penchant for adventure and a love for all things magical.
By StoryholicFinds3 years ago in Fiction
The Elusive Purchase
Once upon a time in the bustling city of Brooksville, there lived a young girl named Emily. Emily was known far and wide for her impeccable taste and her knack for finding the most unique and beautiful items. Her friends often sought her advice when they needed something special, and she took pride in helping them discover hidden treasures.
By StoryholicFinds3 years ago in Fiction
The Sovereign
As you, the bonehead, move toward the lofty position of the Ruler, you might be shocked by his nonappearance. The Sovereign doesn't sit around idly in a seat, no matter what the power attached to it. The Ruler is effectively stirring the tumult into design and request. He is twisted at the knee, ruining his pants. His sleeves are moved as far as possible up and his elbows are somewhere down in the brokenness of his Realm. He is the magic that binds everything, and he does it no sweat. He is the Sun energy, the trusted and recuperated divine manly. He makes each ladylike crease, however just has his eyes set on one moon, his darling Ruler.
By ARTIST3 years ago in Fiction
Adrenaline
Written for the Mother Combs Twisted Endings challenge prompt. Find all the details here. ::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::
By Lamar Wiggins3 years ago in Fiction