Short Story
Maggie's World
The house was small and unimposing. Livable, but in need of some long overdue repairs. It sat on a bone dry patch of worthless dirt in the middle of nowhere. The only spot of real color came from a rather dismal looking vegetable garden at the back of the house. The high desert altitude combined with the hot, dry summer air made it difficult for most living things to thrive, and that included Maggie, the lady of the house.
By Scott A. Gese2 years ago in Fiction
The Prosthetic Promise . AI-Generated.
Time, once a steady, predictable current in Alexei's life, now felt like a raging torrent. The years after university had flowed smoothly graduation, careers blossoming, a wedding bathed in the warm glow of summer sunlight, surrounded by the laughter of friends and family.
By Tales by J.J.2 years ago in Fiction
The Little Pine Tree. Top Story - December 2024.
The little pine tree sat on the edge of the Christmas tree field. It looked down on rows and rows of perfect trees of many types: blue spruce, with pointy, stabby needles; balsam fir with their citrusy scent; white spruce, tall and perfectly shaped; even some pines, not that different from itself. Many of the other trees were much bigger than the little pine tree, but it didn’t mind. Not every house could hold a twenty foot tree. It knew that somewhere there was a perfect little house where it would be just the right size. A perfect little house just waiting for a perfect little pine tree for Christmas.
By Laura DePace2 years ago in Fiction
Rudolph's Retribution. Content Warning.
It was the year Christmas didn’t happen. Everything began normal for the North Pole residents, who woke up Christmas Eve morning oblivious that by nightfall, Christmas would be canceled for countless boys and girls worldwide. They went about their business never suspecting that evil was in their midst.
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Fiction
Love in Bloom
LOVE IN BLOOM The village of Everdale was famous for its annual Bloom Festival, a celebration of spring when every garden, field, and windowsill burst with flowers of every imaginable color. It was during this festival, beneath an archway of cascading wisteria, that Lila first met Daniel.
By Himansu Kumar Routray2 years ago in Fiction
