Short Story

Tuor and Idril
A Love That Overcame Darkness and War Some love stories transcend time, leaving an indelible mark on the hearts of those who hear them. Tuor and Idril is one such tale—an epic romance of courage, destiny, and hope that unfolds in the rich mythology of J.R.R. Tolkien.
By Facundo Carabajal2 years ago in Fiction
The House of Havoc
Charlie was enjoying his warm breakfast on an extremely cold January morning when suddenly, there was a knock at the door—no, more like a loud, persistent banging. Thud-thud-thud! The door shook with each impact, making Charlie uneasy. He hesitated for a moment but managed to gather enough courage to open the door. Standing before him were a magician, a fairy, a ghost, and a kangaroo. Before Charlie could process what he was seeing, the magician spoke, "We received your invitation. Today, we are your guests." Charlie, still feeling uneasy, replied, "No! I don’t even know you. I never sent any invitation. Who are you all?" Before he could get an answer, the kangaroo shoved him aside, barged in, and declared, "Well, now we’ve been introduced! We are your guests, and guests should be welcomed, you foolish boy." He then plopped himself onto the sofa as if he owned the place.
By Karan w. 2 years ago in Fiction
The Man Who Woke Up in Another Life
James Bennett had never been special. His life was a routine of waking up, going to his dull office job, coming home to his tiny apartment, and doing it all over again. Every morning, he stared at himself in the mirror—unshaven, exhausted, and uninspired. He often wondered if this was all life had to offer.
By Billovue Stories2 years ago in Fiction
The Rise of Zora Phoenix
Part One: The Ashes of Yesterday The bus stop bench was cold, the kind of cold that sank into Zora’s bones. She sat stiffly, her military jacket wrapped around her two-year-old daughter, Amara, shielding her from the night air. The hum of traffic, the flicker of the streetlight above them—it was all white noise.
By T. E. Door2 years ago in Fiction
Snow & Ink. Honorable Mention in Legends Rewritten Challenge.
A trio of needles pulses through E’s skin, and a river of ink floods her cheekbones. I wipe the loose pigment away, then examine my artwork. Everything’s looking exactly as planned. My lines are crisp. My placement's perfection. My gradients are blended with expert technique. Soon, my design will bloom across E’s face, setting her free of the queen’s cruelty.
By Gina C.2 years ago in Fiction
An Odyssey. Honorable Mention in Legends Rewritten Challenge. Top Story - February 2025.
Ulysses was tired, and it was only 3pm, local time. He was very far from home and he was jet-lagged. It was already the third day of his business trip but his body and mind still hadn't caught up to him. Despite that, with the powers of coffee and confidence combined, work was going well. He'd already given his presentation twice, and by his count he'd only made a handful of minor mistakes.
By Rebekah Conard2 years ago in Fiction
Knights and Dragons. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
When I was young, my mama told me the story of St. George and the dragon. What she didn’t tell me was that dragons are real. They aren’t the winged beasts covered in green scales from the stories of old but ordinary-looking people dressed in designer suits and ties. They walk among us hidden in plain sight, taking, ravaging, leaving behind only the ashes of ruined lives. I lived with one.
By Morgan Rhianna Bland2 years ago in Fiction
The Demotion
I hate this job ... Things would be better if I were in charge. Lucian huffed as he entered the office of the General Operations Director for what felt like the millionth time in the last week. The Boss was half sitting, half leaning on his desk looking through a manilla folder. Without glancing up, he waved to the seat in front of him. With another unsubtle sigh, Lucian sat down in a slump.
By Savannah K. Wilson2 years ago in Fiction
Stiffed
"Come on," he coaxes, with nimble fingers that dance across the keyboard. "That can't be your real name." "It is!" Her response flashes in his periphery. He's already taken her latest image - her mouth around a lollipop, petite body dressed in all white - and run it through the deep-fake program. He could pay to unlock the explicit stuff, but he doesn't spend money on his Onlyfans girls.
By Rachel M.J2 years ago in Fiction
Snow White Hat
In the heart of Silicon Valley, where innovation and ambition thrived like caffeine-fuelled startups, there was a young woman named Snow White Hat. She was the daughter of a renowned tech entrepreneur who had built a successful company from the ground up, using nothing but a garage, a dream, and an endless supply of ramen noodles.
By Ian Vince2 years ago in Fiction
The Many Errands of Hercules
Bill “Hercules” Thompson was no longer the same man who earned the nickname, but no one would let him forget it. He had once been a violent man, determined to have his way at work, on the road to work, at hockey games where he tried to forget about work or at any other event where he had to deal with the public. Unfortunately, he was not allowed to forget who he once was. A court case involving an elderly driver, his walking cane, and serious damage to a Honda Civic were enough to have the name stick. And so, he lived his life with as much peace and quiet as he could sustain and stomach.
By Kendall Defoe 2 years ago in Fiction
Little Red Running Shoes. Runner-Up in Legends Rewritten Challenge.
“Yes, I’m on my way, Nana…No, I’m going to jog over…Well no, I haven’t left yet, but I’m about to…I know I said I was on my way, it’s just an expression…Yes, I can still pick up the ingredients at the corner market by your house…Okay, Nana, see you soon.”
By D.K. Shepard2 years ago in Fiction