Short Story
Warped Desires. Top Story - March 2025.
"I just wanted to hold my grandson." Those seven words were uttered by Roberta Bascomb, nicknamed "Bobbie" by her close friends. Those seven words were part of the same story that she told her longtime friend, Paula Dunlop. The story involved the marriage between her son, Nicholas Bascomb, and his wife of three years, Hannah Moon. Roberta said that she loved how happy her "little Nicky" was with Hannah, and she saw Hannah as her own daughter. Hannah wanted so badly to be a mother, but she couldn't, and in the end, Hannah tragically took her own life.
By Clyde E. Dawkins2 years ago in Fiction
THE SHADOW IN THE CURRENT
In the small village of Asthaven, where the morning mist mingles with the scent of wildflowers, there was a secret few dared to mention. Despite the serene landscape and the wooden houses lined up along the main road, an uneasy feeling hung in the air.
By A.short stories2 years ago in Fiction
Salt & Pepper
I have always loved the place: It has great music, cold beer, and plenty of space to sit and relax without being disturbed by others. The only issue I had was that there were a lot of youngsters coming on Saturday night - which was my favourite of all nights - as that was the day when live music was performed. It always made me feel like a Grandpa tasked to take care of his grandkids on a night out.
By Alex Torres2 years ago in Fiction
The Almost Lynching of Toby Hill
The noose was around his neck. A young man from the deep South was about to meet his maker. The year was 1933. Small time singer and songwriter, Maxwell Towns packed up his one and only guitar and hit the road to the big city of Chicago. The sunny day had made for a hot drive. Now the sun was sitting low on the horizon. The heat was giving way to the cool air of the evening.
By Scott A. Gese2 years ago in Fiction
Beneath the Neon Sky
The city of Neo-Noctis never slept. Its skyline was a jagged silhouette of towering megastructures, bathed in the glow of neon signs and holographic advertisements. The air buzzed with the hum of drones, and the streets were alive with the chatter of augmented humans and androids. But for Kael, the city was a canvas.
By Mirhadi Tahsin2 years ago in Fiction
The Song of the Starless Sea
The world had been dark for as long as anyone could remember. The stars had vanished centuries ago, leaving the sky an endless void. The oceans, once teeming with life, had turned to ink—a vast, black expanse that reflected nothing but the emptiness above.
By Mirhadi Tahsin2 years ago in Fiction
10 Million Pounds of Meat and Poultry Sold at Trader Joe’s, Walmart, Aldi, and More Recalled Due to Listeria Risk
10 Million Pounds of Meat and Poultry Sold at Trader Joe’s, Walmart, Aldi, and More Recalled Due to Listeria Risk In one of the largest food recalls in recent history, over 10 million pounds of meat and poultry products sold at major retailers like Trader Joe’s, Walmart, Aldi, and others have been pulled from shelves due to potential contamination with *Listeria monocytogenes*, a dangerous bacteria that can cause severe illness. The recall, which spans multiple states and involves a variety of products, has left consumers concerned about the safety of their food and the steps they should take to protect themselves and their families.
By Khondokar Bakhtear Hossain2 years ago in Fiction
Gerta and the Silly Billies
Gerta and the Silly Billies The troll family of the tribe Jeronaka had lived under one particular wooden bridge for as long as anyone could remember. Their Great-Grandtrolls would still be there if they had not gotten a bit too old in their joints and chose to move out to the old troll’s home that was under the larger bridge nearer the town. This was easier for their relations who were either working or bringing up the next generation of trolls. Honestly, the extra space was handy as even when the oldest ones left there were still three generations snugly fitting in the little house disguised by undergrowth and overgrowth, rocks, mud and anything else that would ensure that they were not in view of humankind.
By Alyson Smith 2 years ago in Fiction
