Short Story

Alone, But Not
When? The question was passed to me by him. I need to find the place soon. May I come? You can follow me and wait nearby. Keep an eye out for me.
By Andrea Corwin 2 years ago in Fiction
The Brilliance of Light
Her eyes flutter open, her brain strangely foggy. She looks down and sees the darkness of asphalt under her feet. Headlights on the road flash, big ones, far enough away but quickly gaining ground. She lifts her hand to block the brightness.
By Nicole Deviney2 years ago in Fiction
The Quietest Cut
The door groaned. Cold crept in without apology, curling at his boots and trailing behind him like guilt. Snow melted into the wood, soft and slow, as if even it knew not to speak too loud.
By T. E. Door2 years ago in Fiction
Second Look
No. There’s no chance of playing it cool. But in my defense, I’m nervous. Horribly nervous. All sweaty palms and jittery feet. And forget butterflies. It feels like a million eels are swarming and slithering round my stomach.
By Caroline Craven2 years ago in Fiction
Under The Lid. Content Warning.
The kitchen was thick with steam, windows fogged, and every burner alive. Oil crackled. A timer blared and was silenced with the back of her flour-dusted wrist. She rocked the baby on her hip, shifting her weight from foot to foot, trying to hum something—anything—to calm the wailing.
By Andra river2 years ago in Fiction
Prince, King, and Darkness. Content Warning.
Your life has come to an end. "Is that the limit of what you can share? Is there nothing else?" A void of sound swirled in the darkness. Echoed were the words spoken by the one human.
By Euan Brennan2 years ago in Fiction
Into the Center
The wind whirled around the deck of the coaster Dayla as it moves along the coastline. My eyes scanning the stacks of the dim lighted energy cells. "How are we to get past the damned blockade?" We had been stopped several times as the area has now been seized by the Gumba Alliance. An anti-Bluesea energy organization. Our last and only option, go beyond the coast. "Take us to the Center." I charge my crew as I move back up to deck, it's now time to prepare for the Kiras. As the Dayla moves away from the coast not a sound could be heard as anticipation and fear filled the air. "Ready the lasers!" I call as the Dayla approaches the center.
By M. W. Larsen2 years ago in Fiction
Cross-talk Script: "Echoes from the Underworld"
A: Hello everyone. Today, we’re going to tell you a story. You know, humans always love to talk about the afterlife, wondering whether they’ll go to heaven or fall into hell. Do you believe in that? (cold laugh)
By Kingston Zho2 years ago in Fiction
Resistance. Content Warning.
My resistance was low. I moved to a new location, but it didn’t help. I was getting weaker every day. It was the chemicals that were being released.
By Alex H Mittelman 2 years ago in Fiction
Plot Twist. Runner-Up in 500 Word Shockwave Challenge.
Kate sipped from her overfull margarita, trying to keep the liquid from spilling over the edge. The first round of speed dating was about to begin.
By Raistlin Allen2 years ago in Fiction
The Pull of The Glowing Red
From her bedroom window, the night sky, a watercolor painted by nature, dazzled her eyes as Rena drifted off to sleep She awoke, from her point of view, almost immediately in a strange yet familiar place. As a cloud drifted towards her, shrouding her in its cotton-candy, white majesty, she noted the moon was closer than it was before she closed her heavy eyelids.
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Fiction
Interested Telugu Boy And Not Interested Kerala Girl - 3
It's been three weeks since you left... and honestly, a lot has changed—inside me, around me. I thought I’d forget you. I told myself, "It was just a passing moment, an attraction, nothing more." But… I was wrong. I thought about you every single day. At first, I tried not to. I dove into work. Told myself, "It’s okay, she won’t come back, move on." But deep down, I wasn’t ready to forget. Not even close. It wasn’t just attraction—it was you. But we barely spoke. We didn’t even have much of a moment. That’s what surprised me. It wasn't about time or words. It was about how I felt when I saw you, when you smiled, even from far away. I didn’t know it then, but something in me clicked. It’s like… even without a full conversation, you became a part of my thoughts. A gentle presence that I carried every day. 🌸 But you never said anything… I wanted to. So many times. But I was unsure… scared maybe. You seemed too good, too perfect in your little world. And me? I was just a guy trying to figure life out. I thought maybe I’d mess it up, or worse—maybe you’d never look at me that way. So you left? Not exactly. My friends said, "Forget her." Some even said, "Change your job. Start fresh." So I did. I switched jobs, tried to focus. But guess what? Every morning I’d wake up and still think of you. In the middle of meetings, I’d zone out wondering if you were okay, where you were, if you ever thought of me, even once. 💭 That’s sweet… but also sad. It was both. I tried to hide it, act normal. But inside, I was missing something. Someone. You. So what happened next? On March 28th… I saw you. After three weeks. At first, I didn’t even realize it was you. You walked by, and something inside me froze. When I turned and realized it was you, I felt like time stopped. I didn’t know what to do. My heart was racing. 💓 You didn’t say anything… I couldn’t. I just stared, like a fool. Waiting… hoping. But you looked away. And your friend? She whispered something to you. You smiled a little, then walked away. It crushed me. I didn’t even know why it hurt so much. Maybe because I realized how much I actually cared. You cared? More than I understood. That’s what love is, isn’t it? Sometimes we don’t see it coming. Sometimes we try to deny it. But it stays with us… quietly, like a whisper. That’s what you became to me. A beautiful, unforgettable whisper in my life. 💌 And now? Now I’m not afraid to say it. You mean more to me than I can explain in fancy words. I’m not here to pressure you. I’m just being honest. If there’s even a small part of your heart that felt something—anything—when you saw me, I’d love the chance to know you. To really know you. What if I say I’m not sure? Then I’ll wait. Not forever, but for a while. Because good things take time, and you are worth waiting for. And if you ever feel even the slightest bit of what I feel… I hope you’ll let me in. Even just a little. 🕊️ And if I don’t? Then I’ll still be grateful I met you. Because some people walk into your life and make you feel more alive in three seconds than others do in years. That was you. And whether we’re something or nothing… you’ve already left a beautiful mark on me. ❤️ You’re really something, you know that? Only because you made me feel something real. I don’t know what the future holds, but if it has you in it, even just as a friend, that’s more than enough to make it bright. 🌟 So if you’re reading this... just know that someone out there smiles every time he remembers you. And that someone is me.
By PR Sagar2 years ago in Fiction