Short Story

Svante
Nestled close to the rocky coastline, there was a small community where Svante lived. Compared to the boundless expanse of Earth, this was only a meagre abode. Although minuscule in scale, this tiny refuge, was where Svante and all his ancestors had survived for generations. Through years of chance and toil, they had calved out a safe niche in this diminutive sanctuary. It was as if their entire world had evolved, trapped behind an invisible dome.
By S. J. Leahyabout a year ago in Fiction
Performance Art Object #72. Content Warning.
ENTRY ONE~ I was still. I wasn’t inert, and certainly not forgotten. But I was kept. In the hush of a drawer where I was held, nothing changed and nothing needed to.
By Fatal Serendipityabout a year ago in Fiction
The Boy Who Changed Life
The Story Amir was not born with anything that the world calls fortune. His family lived in a single-room clay house at the edge of a forgotten village, a place where even maps seemed embarrassed to stretch their ink. The roof leaked in the rain, and the floor was nothing but dirt, but Amir had something rarer than wealth: an unshakable belief that life could change.
By Hikmatabout a year ago in Fiction
I Tried the Tea App to See If Men Could Use It Too
Disclaimer: If you use the links I share to try Social Catfish, I may earn a small commission—at no extra cost to you. Hey everyone, it's Jamie Smith here, a freelance writer from the sunny suburbs of Pine Ridge, USA, where the biggest debates are over who makes the best barbecue ribs. I've spent years digging into online trends, from spotting scam phone numbers to verifying if that too-good-to-be-true Tinder match is a real person or a catfish. As someone who's used tools like Social Catfish to unmask fraudsters—tracking dodgy calls with their reverse phone lookups and checking dating profiles via image searches—I've seen how apps can hide secrets. Lately, I've been getting questions about the Tea App: "Can men use the Tea App?" or "How do I know if I'm on the Tea App?" Especially after that massive data breach in 2025, guys are scrambling to figure out if their girlfriends dropped red flags (like "ghosts after dates") or green flags (like "always respectful") on them. Let's break it down honestly—no fluff, just straight talk from my own dives into this messy world. I'll explain why Tea isn't for men, how to check if you're mentioned, and spotlight a new app that's flipping the script for guys.
By Jamie Smithabout a year ago in Fiction
Until The City Cries. Content Warning.
Chloe climbed the stairs to the roof as the sky leaned into orange. Ten stories lifted her above the crush of the Village, and for a moment the city shaped itself like a promise. Glass towers drank the sun until their edges dripped gold. The river spread its long arm in light. Bridges wrote their names with steel and cables. From this height, nothing looked bruised.
By Fatal Serendipityabout a year ago in Fiction
I Tried Different Ways to Check If I Was on the Tea App — Here’s What I Found
Disclaimer: If you use the links I share to try Social Catfish, I may earn a small commission—at no extra cost to you. Picture this: It's a rainy afternoon in Willow Bend, USA, where the air smells like fresh earth and the local diner serves pie that could make you forget your troubles. I'm Julie Smith, a 29-year-old marketing whiz who juggles ad campaigns for small businesses while trying to keep my personal life from turning into a soap opera. A few months back, when news broke about the Tea App data breach, my world tilted. For those not in the know, Tea is that viral app where women spill the "tea" on dates—sharing red flags like "ghosts after three dates" or green flags like "pays for the first round without a fuss." It's meant to be a safe space for rating exes or crushes anonymously, but the breach exposed everything: user IDs, photos, private messages, and even sensitive details. Suddenly, everyone was buzzing: "How to know if you are on the Tea App?" or "How to know if I'm on Tea App for free?" Folks were frantic, wondering if their boyfriend or girlfriend had slapped a rating on them, or if their own info was floating out there.
By Julie Smithabout a year ago in Fiction
The Lantern Keeper’s Promise
The storm had not yet come, but the air already carried its warning. Thick, salty winds pressed against the coast, rattling shutters and bending the tall grass flat to the sand. To most villagers, it was a reason to hurry home, to lock doors and light hearths. To Elias, it was the beginning of his night’s work.
By Hikmatabout a year ago in Fiction
Spider and Fly
It all started before lunch. Usually, when we had lunch at Cicero’s, our table would be waiting for us, our menus set on the table, and a little peace of mind for an hour and half would be available. From our office, the walk would be about ten minutes, even if I had to walk with her and take into consideration her slower gait.
By Kendall Defoe about a year ago in Fiction
The perfect hike?
As my wife, three kids, and I continue our regularly scheduled Saturday hike through the woods, I try to relax and enjoy the scenery and the company of my family. It is a beautiful, spring day outside and the forest looks amazing. I should be at ease and jovial. But I’m not calm and relaxed like normal. And the strange thing is I can’t figure out exactly why I’m not. Even though everything around me seems perfect, I just can’t shake the feeling that something is off. And I don’t know why.
By Austin Blessing-Nelson (Blessing)about a year ago in Fiction
The Castle On A Hill
The sun shown majestically over the hill where Luminor Castle stood. The defenders of the Castorling Kingdom. The lineage has been around for over one hundred years keeping the peace in their mighty towers of a distant castle. It was the perfect dwelling with riches unheard if only one was royal. The more the sun shone the brighter the royals must have it. The hills barely stood in comparison to the largest castle in the region. Sophie could only glance at the distance at the world of wealth and privilege. Her family, being descent from a fallen royal never gave her hope to rise above the common serfdom. There was struggle at the bottom of the workers, but it was barely attacked. The town was in poverty, but it was part of being the commoner. The small houses seemed like just a room in a castle that stood upon the hill. No grandeur was in such a town as they served the king. Every girl would give anything to be a princess if the opportunity ever presented itself. Still the quiet life was all the townsfolk have known.
By Sarah Danaherabout a year ago in Fiction
Tech’s Tavern. AI-Generated.
Chapter I – The Wanderer Ai Pendrake had never meant to be an adventurer. He was the son of a blacksmith and a healer, raised among the clang of hammers and the scent of herbs. But wanderlust took root in him early, and soon he was walking paths beyond the horizon. Quick-witted and inventive, he earned the nickname “Tech” from fellow travelers, for he always had some trick, gadget, or clever fix to save the day. Years passed, and Tech’s name became known in whispers along the roads. He had crossed deserts, sailed rivers with pirates, and once bested a warlock in a game of riddles. Yet even with gold in his pouch and legends on his lips, he found himself restless. Adventure had become less about glory and more about weariness.
By Ai.Pendrakeabout a year ago in Fiction
Something's Wrong With Anya. Content Warning.
"Wow, would you look at her..." sighed Owen. "She always looks so perfectly beautiful." He sipped his iced tea while his eyes feasted upon Anya's beauty. She was an old-fashioned girl, always opting for a classic 1950's swing dress and high heels over jeans and a t-shirt. Today, her dress was a deep shade of green. It brought out the flecks of Jade in her blue eyes as well as complimenting her auburn hair, which was styled immaculately. She had the top half in a French twist and allowed the rest of her curls to cascade down her back. Her makeup was applied nicely and her waistline was non-existent.
By Sara Wilsonabout a year ago in Fiction