Short Story
Equines and Airships, 2/2
We start with our girl, A.Z. She works for a secretive, quasi-governmental organization that reverse-engineers extraterrestrial technology. Her real name is Azalea Jetso. She rose up the ranks to become a chief, now operating under supervision of the mysterious boss, known as Mr. R.
By Gabriel B. Shames8 months ago in Fiction
MARVEL/DC COMICS PRESENTS #13
Catwoman Fisk Tower New York City She opened the glass door and paused as it closed behind her. The room was long and somewhat narrow with off-white painted walls and rows of black chairs along the left side wall. A booth with a plump stern looking woman wearing glasses who didn't acknowledge her presence after walking in. The few individuals who sat against the wall all took notice as she stood in the doorway. While they were dressed in business attire, she stood there wearing reflective sunglasses, a black leather jacket with a red blouse underneath with matching black leather pants that showed her curvy figure. She took a momentary glance at them before walking to the booth.
By Derrick Billups 8 months ago in Fiction
MARVEL/DC COMICS PRESENTS #12
Nova/Green Lantern A Cave in an Asteroid Rhomann Dey, Centurion of the Nova Corps, looked at the bald red faced Green Lantern with quiet indifference. The Green Lantern got the drop on him. He was unaware of their ability to phase through solid matter with their Oan Power Rings. He mentally filed the matter for his report when he returned to Xandar. If he gets there.
By Derrick Billups 8 months ago in Fiction
Stories Before a Wedding, or The Frog Prince & The Princess's Challenge
A Marriage Challenge was announced: any person from this or any of the surrounding countries – single or widowed – between the ages of twenty and forty years who could sign their name freely and without aid and could read aloud a passage from the children’s school Book of Law would be allowed to take part in the challenges that would take place in three fortnight’s time. The Princess Risa would meet her challengers and test them in three sets of contests of her own creation and would marry the one who met her challenges to her best satisfaction.
By Dionearia Red8 months ago in Fiction
The Seventh-Floor Pause
The elevator in the Rookery Building was older than the people who rode it. The brass numbers above the door had dulled into the color of old pennies, and the mirror at the back held everyone’s face a second too long, like it was deciding whether to keep them.
By Lawrence Lease8 months ago in Fiction
The Missing Ingredient. Winner in Rituals of Affection Challenge. Top Story - February 2026.
The first time I saw her, she was wearing a velvety, red ribbon in her hair. She carried a small leather backpack everywhere. She searched the forest by turning stones, checking beneath shrubs, listening to the wind as if it might carry an answer.
By Imola Tóth8 months ago in Fiction
The Salt in her Voice. Runner-Up in What the Myth Gets Wrong Challenge. Top Story - February 2026.
The myth says mermaids sing to lure sailors to their death. But why? The ocean is huge. Only 5 percent has been discovered by man. Why would a creature of the sea with that much space to roam ever care about the fate of men on ships? The answer, as it turns out, is not a simple one at all. The truth about the myth is older than the tides. Long ago before the first ship ever cut across the surface, the sea made a pact with the sky. The sky would take the souls of the drowned. Anyone who died in storms or any quiet accidents of the deep would have their soul lifted upward to the Heavens while the bodies would remain below, feeding the oceans endless hunger. The greedy sea however wanted more souls than the sky would claim. So it created mermaids. It gave them beautiful voices woven from currents and moonlight. It commanded them to sing. "Bring forth the ones who float where they should sink." it instructed them. So they did. They never killed out of malice but out of obligation. They sung to summon, not to seduce. A mermaid's voice could loosen the tether between the body and soul, making any man step willingly into the water. The sea would take the body and the sky would take the soul. Balance maintained.
By Sara Wilson8 months ago in Fiction
The impact came from nowhere.. AI-Generated.
One moment, Adam was crossing the campus quad, his textbook tucked under his arm, thinking about the thermodynamics exam he hadn't studied enough for. The next moment, something hard and heavy collided with the side of his face, and the world dissolved into a spray of red and a sound like rushing water.
By mohamed hasan8 months ago in Fiction
Chicken Soup of the Heart
She was finally asleep. He leapt into action. The flame on the oven went on immediately. He started boiling the chicken broth. He opened up the chicken breasts and plopped them into the broth. Three days ago, she had caught a cold and had never let it go. He chopped up the vegetables, starting with the carrots, moving on to the celery, and even an onion or two. They had tried the Nyquil, the Dayquil, all the quils, all to no effect. He minced parsley and added it, with the vegetables, to the soup. She slept a lot, thankfully, but still retained the temperature.
By Jamais Jochim8 months ago in Fiction
Choose Your Own Adventure: St Helena Station Part 2
******* Author’s Note****** This is part two of my ongoing choose your own adventure style story St Helena Station. If you missed the first part, the link is below. Sadly you missed out on part one’s voting period but feel free to read and drop a comment/catch up on the story! Thank you for reading…… good luck.
By Sandor Szabo8 months ago in Fiction
