Short Story

Collision of Kings. AI-Generated.
Seijuro Akashi was a man of precision, discipline, and unshakable control. On the basketball court, his presence alone commanded respect, his Emperor Eye seeing through every opponent’s next move. Off the court, he was equally composed, always the smartest person in the room, always a step ahead. But when Michael Kaiser arrived on the scene, that sense of control began to falter.
By The Kind Quill2 years ago in Fiction
The Newbie
Well, welcome on board… You here for the summer? Cool… I’ve been on for three years now and it ain’t so bad on the night shifts. You get people who are chilled out and there’s less to clean up. Actually the best time to be here; just don’t say anything to anyone about it. Keep that a secret. We don't want to let too many people know about it.
By Kendall Defoe 2 years ago in Fiction
Artifical Emotion
**CONTENT WARNING AT THE END IF YOU NEED IT** I hear them. One says, Can’t somebody shut it up? # The atmosphere was palpable, as if the lengthening shadows had substance, or the mould above the cooker had overwhelmed the cramped kitchen.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
On The Edge. Content Warning.
This is somewhere I never wanted to be. This is the place where all the discarded thoughts and ideas gather. All the unwanted things that come here and start to crumble into dust, to be forever forgotten.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Fiction
Liar. Top Story - September 2024. Content Warning.
Glasses clink. Laughter rises and falls, following the ebb and flow of conversation as the tides do the rising and setting of the moon. Overheard, light slowly fades, the blazing glow of the sun pulling darkness behind it like a blanket draped across a world soon to sleep.
By Alexander McEvoy2 years ago in Fiction
Addressing the "Halo Effect": Organic Foods and Products
Such an ‘organic’ label on food tends to make the consumers feel that they are consuming healthy products. This tendency is known as the ‘halo effect’ which comes about when one aspect of a product influences other aspects, such as being labeled as organic. A question that consumers should ask themselves is ‘organic is healthier?’
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing2 years ago in Fiction
The Bad Pen. Content Warning.
He was computer literate, but due to downsizing, he was now out of a job. He did not have a home computer so all job applications were done by hand, pen to paper.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Fiction
I Am Getting So Damn Tired of All These Ninjas in My House . Content Warning.
I am getting so damn tired of all these ninjas in my house. Stupid jerks. Look, I am not xenophonic. I'm not a bigot. I have three friends with Jewish names, my neighbor is a black guy, very friendly, and as for Japan, I even like sushi, okay? I am not racist. I'm just so tired of all these ninjas in my damn house!
By Jason Edwards2 years ago in Fiction
I Saw You Again Today
I have fallen completely in love with you; with your smile, with your voice, with your laugh, with the way you walk and the way you bring the sun into each room. Each morning my mind traces through every dream you walked through. Each night I lay in my chilled bed and think of how whole I would feel should you find slumber beside me. Every fiber of my body yearns to learn what your soft hands would feel like when those fingers finally brush against my flesh, and how your lips must feel like an angel’s wing.
By Connie2 years ago in Fiction
That's Why I'm Late
Let me start off by saying that it’s not my fault. I mean, I know it looks bad but let me explain. At some point in the middle of the night the storm knocked out the lights. This was a huge storm. Normally, I can sleep through a storm. This one woke me up. The explosion when lightening struck the house was massive. The house was lit up like it was daytime, although it was midnight. I got out of the bed to make sure everything was ok. You know, sometimes when it rains very hard, the roof leaks in the corner of the dining room. I didn’t see any water there, but I placed a bucket under it anyway. I don’t even remember going back to bed.
By David E. Perry2 years ago in Fiction
Hello, Doggie. Nice Doggie.
I breathed hard, the dead man at my feet. It took a moment, and the feel of the cool night air on my skin, to remember I was naked. How odd: I hadn't felt remorse when I bashed his head in, but my conscience pecked at me now, as I tugged his joggers off him and put them on, hopping about on the dewy grass.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
The House of Usher
Kasey shivered with the cold, her slippered feet softly marching a path across the tile floor as she paced in front of the propane heater. The puppy she held nestled in tightly against her chest, taking tiny gasping breaths. The puppy was just two weeks old and had been fighting an upper respiratory condition for almost a third of its short life.
By Kimberly J Egan2 years ago in Fiction