Short Story

The Samhain Dance
Introduction This is the second time I have used this picture as inspiration for a story, and if you want to read the first one it is linked after this story.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Fiction
The Enchanted Harmony
Amongst rolling hills and ancient woods, there stood a charming village where an innocent lass named Kiara once had her home. Her existence was simple: full of wonder and so full of joy. Indeed, within the village walls, many of them knew an enchantress whose voice took on magic: the very aura of those woods.
By Nazim Hussain2 years ago in Fiction
How To Get All You Want In German. Content Warning.
What is this book and why is it been following me for the past 20 or so years? How To Get All You Want In German That's the name of it and it's a very small little booklet, and I have no idea when it was printed. There is no date or author. From what I’ve seen so far.
By Kelly Ridgway2 years ago in Fiction
Getting Ready for the Wedding
Finding a caring spouse to share life's highs and lows with, starting a family, and forging a future together are all reasons why marriage is frequently a milestone that many people look forward to. I had dreamed about it for as long as I could remember, just like a lot of other people. I dreamed about my ideal life from an early age: a supportive life partner, times spent laughing and struggling together, and eventually becoming a parent and even a grandma. The moment has finally arrived for my dreams to begin to come true.
By Abdul Qayyum2 years ago in Fiction
What Lies Between. Content Warning.
“Go AWAY, GO AWAY.. go away, go away, go away…” the man said terrified. He laid on the cold stone filthy and hungry. He doesn’t know how long it’s been since the horror started. The growls of the dead are deafening. Their arms reach through the iron bars in attempt to grab at him. Getting locked in a cell seemed like luck at first, but as time passed, it proved itself to be a curse. His body could not stop shivering. He peed his pants, not once but twice. He doesn’t understand what’s wrong with these people but they’re not alive. They must not be. They look soulless, squeezing themselves through the bars, breaking their bones and bleeding out, but they don’t care.
By I66OGWaldo2 years ago in Fiction
Because of the Biscuits . Top Story - October 2024.
I grew up on a farm. My daddy was a farmer. My four older brothers followed in his footsteps, helping on the farm. Naturally, as a girl at the time, I was expected to cook and feed everyone in the family with my mother usually at my left elbow. Don’t get me wrong, I liked cooking and I loved my family but there were days when I was just tired of, what seemed like, bottomless stomachs. Every morning, I would wake up to milk the cow and bring the milk in to make buttermilk biscuits.
By Rowan Finley 2 years ago in Fiction
Queen. Top Story - October 2024.
This is what it's like. To be a real actor! My blood fizzes. My eyes must be shining. I imagine how every component would look under all those lights; my outfit, my legs. Already planning how I'll angle my body, where I'll plant my gaze.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
YOU'RE ALL MINE - ch 4
YOU’RE ALL MINE - ch 4 (the magic of Midnight) ^ ^ Mia’s parents had gotten used to hearing her one-way conversation with Midnight. They fully understood that their daughter, in reality, heard spoken words from the feline, not just the meowing sounds they heard.
By Margaret Brennan2 years ago in Fiction
Crash
Darkness faded as the sounds of the crash rang sharply through her ears. A thick fog seemed to be clearing and for the first time in what felt like forever, the girl was starting to see again. As she lifted her head she felt a sharp pain radiate down from her temple to her neck. She could feel the ground, cold and stiff, beneath her fingers, and, for no real reason, dug them weakly into the earth. Someone was calling her name, shaking her.
By Taylor Rigsby2 years ago in Fiction
Ash. Content Warning.
(Image is AI Generated.) No sound, and even though Jack’s eyes are closed, he knows wherever he is, it’s very bright. Forcing his eyelids open with more energy than he had ever used before to do such a task, he brings up an arm to shield himself from a light that most surely wasn’t artificial but was at the same time—as if the light was coming from all around him but nowhere at the same time.
By Michael Catalfumo2 years ago in Fiction
Honor
A light rain spattered down to the earth from the black clouds that hung over the hill the two men sat upon, an old rotting bench bearing their weight for one last time. Puddles formed in the streets while a cold dampness sank into the wooden homes of the small village. There was no wood left to burn in the fireplaces to stave off the cold of the night, nor the bone chill the rain brought.
By Brier2 years ago in Fiction
Is This Heaven?
One day you wake up and you don't have a care in the world. You are not sure how it came to this. You look outside the sun is shining, it has rained during the night so that means everything that needs watering has been watered.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Fiction