Short Story
Unseen Strength
Aisha's life was a canvas of dreams, painted with the vibrant colors of ambition and the fresh hues of youth. At twenty-two, she was a stunning vision of beauty, with a petite yet curvaceous figure that turned heads wherever she went. Her long, raven-black hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall of night, framing her heart-shaped face and accentuating her high cheekbones. Her eyes, a deep shade of brown that sparkled like dark chocolate, shone bright with a fire that seemed to burn from within. Her full lips, painted a deep crimson, curved into a perpetual smile that hinted at a quick wit and a sharp intelligence.
By Tales by J.J.2 years ago in Fiction
When Life Takes a Detour
Rohan's eyes sparkled with excitement as he stepped onto the film set. His heart racing with anticipation, he couldn't believe his luck. Two films in the bag, and his acting career was finally taking off. He took a deep breath, savoring the moment. This was just the beginning.
By Tales by J.J.2 years ago in Fiction
The Engine Revs. Top Story - December 2024.
I'm tired. Kin, the great city soldier of chaos, is tired. Not enough for the effort of lighting a cigar and pouring bourbon to be exhausting, but enough for the process of thinking to have become taxing. My thoughts, my soul, they rev higher and higher, bouncing first off the red line and then promising to smash through it while I become a machine consuming gallons upon gallons of fuel to keep up with the demand.
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Fiction
El Matón. Top Story - December 2024. Content Warning.
How long have I been sitting here? Rayan wonders, rubbing a sweaty palm against the leg of his Levi’s. It must be over an hour, and still no sign of the detectives who'd led him in here. The cold, steel-backed chair he's sitting in has become almost painful. It takes a conscious effort to stop himself from squirming.
By Kenny Penn2 years ago in Fiction
Amerigone
This was the day she had been waiting for all her life. This was the day she would find out her permanent service placement for the rest of her life. Charlie spent much of her youth service assisting members of Congress in Washington D.C. from the years 2192-2194 after the Amerigonian Revolution of 2176. She hoped to be selected as a member of Congress by the Chancellor, but was not sure what would happen on the notification day.
By Terri Kalloch2 years ago in Fiction
The Unbreakable Spirit of Maria
I grew up in the quaint rural village of Viñales, Cuba, nestled in the heart of the island's tobacco country. The year was 1992, and the village was a tapestry of rustic charm and rugged beauty. The thatched roofs of our wooden homes blended seamlessly into the lush green landscape, as if nature itself had crafted the village. The air was alive with the sweet scent of freshly harvested tobacco, and the sound of rustling leaves carried on the gentle breeze like a soothing melody.
By Tales by J.J.2 years ago in Fiction
The Tale of the Sky Weaver
Story story. Long ago, in a village at the edge of a vast desert, the people lived under a sky that was always dull and gray. The villagers believed it was a curse from the gods, for the sky had no stars, no moon, and no sun. Crops withered in the dim light, and people often grew sick from despair.
By Born Story Teller2 years ago in Fiction
The Recognition of True and False Origins
In a small, peaceful village, there lived a wise and generous man named Farhan. His reputation as a kind-hearted soul had spread far and wide. He was always the first to offer help, whether someone needed food, shelter, or advice. Farhan believed deeply in the goodness of people and often spoke about second chances, hoping to inspire others to show mercy and compassion.
By Usman Zafar2 years ago in Fiction









