Short Story

The Timekeeper's Regret
In a quiet corner of the bustling city of Trenthold, where ancient cobblestone streets wound their way through quaint shops and centuries-old buildings, there stood an unassuming clockmaker's shop. The Timekeeper's Emporium, as it was known to the locals, was a place of wonder and mystery, for it held more than just clocks and timepieces; it held the power to bend time itself.
By Gokulnath3 years ago in Fiction
The Enchanted Melody
Once upon a time, in a quaint little village nestled deep within the rolling hills of France, there lived a woman named Isabelle. She was an enigma to the villagers, for she was known to possess a unique gift—one that had the power to change the world, yet she kept it hidden away, locked in the recesses of her heart.
By Gokulnath3 years ago in Fiction
Two Doors
Hannah was hiking her favorite trail when she came across a cave. She didn’t remember it being there before and could not resist going inside.
By Lynn Jordan3 years ago in Fiction
Poseidon's Wrath
Chapter 1: The Storm's Arrival The island of Atlantis, an architectural marvel, stood as the shining gem of the Aegean Sea. Its ivory towers seemed to touch the very heavens, while its gardens bloomed with flora that defied imagination. Atlantis had thrived for generations under the benevolent gaze of Poseidon, god of the sea. But on this fateful day, the tranquil skies transformed into a tempestuous battleground, and the waves, once protectors, rose as furious titans against the city.
By Neriah Aremu3 years ago in Fiction
Alfredo il Sanguinario. Content Warning.
Terra Bellissima was vibrantly colourful and full of beautiful countryside. It was famed for its meadows of yellow and green, tall trees with the bluest of leaves and clementine-scented rainfall. The land may have been in a state of violent flux, but its beauty was still awe-inspiring. Even to an old, battle-weary warrior like Alfredo.
By Paul Stewart3 years ago in Fiction
The Dog Days of Summer are Not Over
Author's preface: If you think you know where this story is going, I promise you do not. I urge you to give it a chance and stick with it all the way to the end. It is a bit of a long slog and may test your patience, but I think you will find it worth the effort. No matter how you feel about the ending I guarantee you will feel something.
By Everyday Junglist3 years ago in Fiction
A man and his many lives
“To have and to hold. In sickness and in health. For richer and for poorer. Till death do us part.” These were the words that kept ringing in Eniola’s head as she sat there, watching her husband lying almost lifeless on the hospital bed. How could he do this to her and their unborn child?
By Princess Jekey-Green3 years ago in Fiction
Dragon Cast
"The new forges were lit today in the valley..." Reading the teleprompter, Baashur Dreadnaught suddenly stopped. Just hearing himself reminded him of the other dragons he’d left years ago when he took this job.
By Veronica Coldiron3 years ago in Fiction
The Enchanted Symphony
In the heart of a bustling city lay a hidden treasure: the Melody Emporium. Nestled between ordinary shops, it was an old, dusty store adorned with a sign that read, "Find the Sound of Your Soul." It was a place of wonder, where music wasn't just heard, but felt.
By Ibinabo Brown 3 years ago in Fiction
The Alien In The Cafe
It was raining outside and there wasn't much to do. I felt down and fed up. Instead of sitting there looking like the wet weekend, it was outside, I picked up my umbrella and headed to Carly's, my favorite cafe.
By Carol Ann Townend3 years ago in Fiction
The Valley
Shifting between tall grass, a cool ominous breeze runs through the “hollow”, deep in the blue wood forest of “Lay Loo Yuh”. A land rich in vegetation, the trees almost mammoth in size as well in strength but weightless. The breeze sings of dark prognostication coming to light… These “hollows” provide the villagers with fruit, medison, and material. Unfortunately where there is good bad always follows. The breeze creeps and the wind carries a deep subtle roar over the village and after some time the deafening silence sets the tone of adrenaline and fear that encompasses the people of Lay Loo Yuh. Their hearts beating out of their chest while preparations are being made since one can assume that their warrior has fallen to the shadow… and is nowhere to be found…
By Christian3 years ago in Fiction
Make Me Human. Top Story - September 2023.
We had not even a scrap of shared language, being from different galaxies and all, but after a lifetime of miscommunications I more or less knew what to do. It took a while, but we eventually established a sort of rudimentary sign language. I realized pretty quick that my two community college classes in ASL were not going to be much use here.
By Channah Shifrin3 years ago in Fiction