Short Story
Piano Man
A saloon, a big breasted woman and a drunk. It was a deadly combination. Seth Freeman was a drifter. He had been most of his adult life. His wanderings were limited to a familiar territory west of the Rockies. It was the Sierra Nevada area that held his highest interest. Specifically, a saloon called the Cactus Flower in the small town of Madera.
By Scott A. Gese2 years ago in Fiction
The Ghost in the Elevator
Late one evening, in the heart of a bustling city, Mallory, a junior architect working late on a deadline, enters the high-rise office building's elevator. The building, one of the oldest in the city, is mostly abandoned after hours, its once-grand marble halls now silent.
By Mira Langston2 years ago in Fiction
Silent Whispers. AI-Generated.
Lena had always known she was different. As a child, she'd often heard whispers—soft, fleeting voices that weren't her own. At first, she thought they were figments of her imagination, an oddity her mind conjured during moments of quiet solitude. But as she grew older, the whispers became louder, clearer, and impossible to ignore. She could hear people's thoughts. It was as if their minds spoke directly to hers, whether they wanted her to hear them or not.
By Karenshy Johnybye2 years ago in Fiction
The Mansion of Fate. AI-Generated.
The group of strangers had no idea how they ended up in that isolated mansion. Each one of them had received an invitation, some more mysterious than others. The only thing they shared was their confusion and the strange, unspoken understanding that their lives would never be the same again.
By Karenshy Johnybye2 years ago in Fiction
Adrift in Oblivion. AI-Generated.
________________________________________ The rhythmic sloshing of water against wood brought him back to consciousness. He opened his eyes, greeted by an endless expanse of blue sky and an equally vast ocean stretching in all directions. The sunlight glinted off the water, too bright and too harsh. Blinking against the glare, the man realized he was lying on a small wooden raft, bobbing gently with the waves.
By Karenshy Johnybye2 years ago in Fiction
Shadows of the Unseen
Sophia Daniels was an avid reader, the kind who believed books held more secrets than life itself. She often spent her Saturdays wandering through the aisles of old bookshops, breathing in the musty scent of pages that had seen countless hands and heard untold whispers. On one such afternoon, while the city outside bustled with activity, Sophia found herself at The Dusty Tome, an antiquarian bookstore tucked into a quiet alleyway.
By Karenshy Johnybye2 years ago in Fiction
City Lights to Steaming Cups: Finding My Cup of Joy in a New Land
Hong Kong was a beautiful melody for the eyes, ears, and other senses. The sound of the mahjong tiles being hit by the window from the neighbor's house was the same as the honking of the taxis on the roads. The smells of the wok-fried noodles and the fish markets together with the city's constant noise permeated through the air creating a special atmosphere. The neon signs illuminated the night sky like a fascinating eruption of dazzling colors, which reflected the frenzied energy that was spreading through the concrete jungle.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing2 years ago in Fiction
Last Minute Shopping With Mother
The bustling city was adorned with twinkling lights and festive decorations, creating an atmosphere of holiday cheer and excitement. Amid the joyous chaos, Molly was dragged from one busy store to another by her haggard mother during a last-minute Christmas shopping spree. Molly’s eyes sparkled with anticipation as they walked the crowded sidewalks, while she took in all the holiday sights. They strolled past shop windows adorned with snowmen, reindeer, and shimmering ornaments. The scent of roasted chestnuts filled the air, carols were played on speakers all over town, and a Santa rang a bell on the corner in front of some stores.
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Fiction
