Short Story

Twist Endings
It started as an ordinary morning. Ethan stretched, groggily rubbed his eyes, and shuffled to the bathroom. He flicked on the light, yawning as he leaned over the sink. But when he looked into the mirror, his reflection didn’t yawn back.
By Ahmad Rumi2 years ago in Fiction
The Drip. Top Story - February 2025.
The Drip D. A. Ratliff As the new experimental medicine flowed into me, I wondered if it would be enough or too much. My doctors were optimistic, but I had gotten to know them better than I ever wanted to and learned they were kind, compassionate, and prone to optimism. I suppose they had to be positive in the face of failure, or they couldn’t go on, and their patients wouldn’t either. So, I lay here in this stark room, the love of my life sitting next to me, dressed in sterile clothing, because if I got an infection, I would surely die. So, I lie here, listening to the drip, drip, drip of chemicals flowing into my body. Those drips became a metronome, and music flowed through my soul.
By D. A. Ratliff2 years ago in Fiction
Pulled Pork Surprise
A restaurant patron learns to trust his first impressions the hard way. Ralph Stark worked for a small tech. company in San Francisco. It was an awesome place to work. The job came with great pay and good perks. One of them being a free catered lunch five days a week. The food was delicious and Ralph ate in the cafeteria most days.
By Scott A. Gese2 years ago in Fiction
The Boy Who Sees More:
It always starts at bedtime. Because of course it does. Nothing existential ever happens at two in the afternoon when I am upright and logical, fully caffeinated, shielded by daylight.
By Asia-Adean Elliot 2 years ago in Fiction
Hunters. Runner-Up in Legends Rewritten Challenge. Top Story - February 2025.
I stand up next to a mountain George slammed his longsword into the contoured scabbard clinging to the back of his jumpsuit. The music blasted throughout the C-130. He checked the seals of the gray jumpsuit before doing a final weapons check, feeling his excitement rising. George loved what he did, a fact that bought his shrink a new yacht.
By Matthew J. Fromm2 years ago in Fiction
A forbidden love
The story opens with Tadek, an 18-year-old boy, running from a ticket collector on a train. He is traveling to visit his older half-sister, Anka, but doesn’t have a ticket. To avoid getting caught, he jumps off the moving train and rolls safely to the side of the tracks.
By Alma ✨🥇2 years ago in Fiction
The Day I got stuck in an Elevator with a Pregnant Woman
Have you ever been stuck in an elevator with a heavily pregnant woman? Hmmm… you can’t imagine it. Come closer, let me gist you.
By Andrew Elabor2 years ago in Fiction
Over the River and through the Woods
Granny was sitting on the porch of her bungalow in her dice-covered mumu and ever-present hairnet, smoking her Juul. Living off her first husband’s pension and her grandaughter’s good graces. Toothpick hanging from snarling lips, B.B. Wolfe pulled up in his rusty Charger. He fondled the gun resting deep in the pocket of the houndstooth jacket he’d taken off a deadbeat pimp, who owed him fifty grand. Took his over-dressed pinky, too. B.B. ensured all debts were paid somehow, and he’d found a way for Granny to finally pay hers.
By Sean A.2 years ago in Fiction
The three little Pinks
Once upon a time… the Pink family lived a blissful life! Brian and Pamela Pink had just one son, Albert... Bert, to his friends and family.
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶2 years ago in Fiction
Hell’s Horsemen. Content Warning.
Not many people knew the true fate of the legendary Magnificent Seven. **** We rode into the town of West Graves, California.
By Alex H Mittelman 2 years ago in Fiction
The Flight to Heaven’s Waterfall
The Waterfall Flight to Heaven Leo has viewed the world through an adventurous lens ever since he could remember. His backyard was an unexplored jungle full of mysteries, not just a piece of grass and dirt. A balloon was more than just a plaything; it was a spacecraft that could fly across unexplored galaxies. Crossing a break in the pavement was like navigating a vast valley, and stepping over a rock was like scaling a tall mountain. The wooden home in the yard was more than simply a building; it was a ferocious pig, a crafty wolf, and a powerful horse, all of which he had imagined it to be. He had an unbounded imagination.
By Abdul Qayyum2 years ago in Fiction
Unraveled - Part 6
The next day Patricia woke up to honking outside her front yarn. There was a very weathered looking man, driving a rusty truck. The truck looked like it was about to break apart any second. In the back of the truck bed there were three cages packed full of squirrels.
By Rowan Finley 2 years ago in Fiction