Short Story

Back in the Game
Huh?” was all Leo could muster after a long silence. He sat on the lumpy mattress. His right elbow pressed into his thigh and his left fist pressed into the other thigh. His right fist was holding up his forehead. Dead weight. His silver cross swayed about his neck.
By Clay Robbins2 years ago in Fiction
The Khan Who Chose the Grain
The Scroll in the Dust They say the sky chose him. Before the legends, before the fear, he was only Temujin, a boy born beneath a cracked moon, his mother’s cry louder than the wolves outside the firelight.
By Tai Song2 years ago in Fiction
A Night Under the Stars
A Night Under the Stars In the quiet moments before sleep, when the world feels peaceful and still, love has a way of finding its way into your heart. For Ava and Liam, that quiet night was filled with the warmth of their shared dreams, the kind that could only be whispered in the darkness of a quiet room, where the stars above seemed to echo the promises they had made to each other.
By Arshad Ali2 years ago in Fiction
Chives and Nervous Breakdowns. Top Story - April 2025.
"I hate it here, Ro," Dewey said softly, pulling at a loose thread on the grey blanket covering his lap. "The city?" "The country." Silence slipped between them. "The world too, I guess."
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Fiction
In the Shadow of The Monolith
We all remember the day. The day "it" first appeared. It appeared on the horizon, on the edge of town, with no rhyme or reason for why it was there or even what it was.
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Fiction
My Roommate is a Secret Prince (And Now I’m His Royal Mistake
The first clue should’ve been the crown-shaped birthmark on his left butt cheek. But no—I was too busy screaming at Liam for using my favorite mug (again) to notice the way he stiffened when the news played footage of "missing Prince Alexander of Eldoria."
By Wiki Rjm2 years ago in Fiction
Nouvelles Vagues 4
Lots of people were queuing outside the nightclub. Which is odd, because nobody's used the word nightclub since the '80s or so. But never mind.
By Gregory Pierre2 years ago in Fiction
Shattered Glass
Jade had always believed in fairytales—the kind where love conquers all and best friends are forever. She was the type of girl who gave her heart with no hesitation, who saw the best in people even when they didn’t deserve it. When she met Chris, it felt like the universe had finally smiled at her. He was charming, funny, gentle with her heart in a way that made her believe she was safe. He wasn’t just her boyfriend—he was her home.
By Jennifer Chinoye 2 years ago in Fiction
Mountain Top
A supple breeze caressed my face and I finally awoke. For how long I’d been asleep I did not know and my sense of place was confused.
By L.Clabrough2 years ago in Fiction
WE MET IN AN ELEVATOR DURING A BLACKOUT. THE LIGHTS CAME ON TOO SOON. SHOCKING FINALE
The silver ring burned in my palm as we raced toward Ethan’s dorm, rain slicing through the city like shards of glass. Daniel’s confession replayed in my mind—staged meetings, fake blackouts, a family empire built on testing loyalties.
By Wiki Rjm2 years ago in Fiction
A VERY SPECIAL KIND
. A VERY SPECIAL KIND... ... OF STUPID! By Ross E F Lombardi. . To the slightly irritating investigator She said.... In a soft melodic tone.
By Ross E Fortune Lombardi2 years ago in Fiction
The weight of what was given
Nikolai was coming back from school through the same dark alley he passed through every day, the only sound in the alley was his footsteps. He had no friends, so he walked alone from school to home. It was a very cold day; he was wearing an overcoat, which his mother had bought for him just yesterday. he had put both his hands in the pockets of the coat, yet his fingers had become numb, his lips were trembling slightly, and steam was coming out with every breath he was taken. He was walking slowly, with his neck bent, listening to the sound of his footsteps, which made him feel his presence in that silence. When he went a little further in the alley, he saw two women sitting in a corner, one was probably a girl of 10-12 years, and the other was an adult woman, her age must have been more than 35. Both of them were sitting huddled up in a corner and were shivering due to the cold. Nikolai was very surprised to see them there; he had never seen anyone in that alley to date, sometimes someone would pass by there, apart from that, the street was always deserted. He went to them, and after looking at them both for a while, he started taking one hand out of his coat, then the girl said softly... We are not beggars... We are not beggars. We are not..." Nikolai stood silent for some time, he kept looking at both of them. His eyes went straight to that woman; her face had turned pale and withered, her eyes were sunken, there were cracks on her dry and lifeless lips, and her breathing was so slow that it seemed as if life was stuck in her like a thread. Her body had shrunk in half due to the cold, and the woman's thin, trembling fingers were holding the girl's arms, but the woman was still completely calm. The woman was wearing an old coat, but it was not enough to protect her sick body from the cold. The girl was also wearing an old and dirty coat, which had holes in many places. She was clinging to the woman, who was probably her mother. Nikolai took out both his hands from the coat took off his overcoat, and put it in the woman's lap. There was also some money in the coat, which his mother had given him as pocket money, which he never spent. He left that money in his coat too. Nikolai did not wait for both of them to speak, and he walked forward carrying his same silence with him. His steps again started echoing in the silence of the alley.
By Karan w. 2 years ago in Fiction