Short Story

Chapter 3: The Medical Mirage
“Maybe I don’t know how to love anymore, Zaki entered my life in a whirlwind of messages and calls, a 23-year-old Indian medical student who seemed full of promise and charm. We first connected through Instagram back in March, his profile picture capturing a youthful energy that felt contagious. He was different from the others—bold, confident, and unafraid to express his intentions. “I want to know you, marry you,” he declared, almost out of the blue, like a man on a mission. His proposal was sudden, and while it startled me, it also intrigued me. I decided to see where this unexpected connection could lead.
By Aia2 years ago in Fiction
Chapter 2: The Traveler's Proposal
“I’m not made for love,” It was early January when Kiran first entered my life, sliding into my LinkedIn messages with an ease that felt surprisingly natural. Unlike the other men I had encountered online, Kiran’s approach was smoother, his words carrying a certain warmth and sincerity that drew me in. I learned that he was a fellow traveler, deeply rooted in his spiritual beliefs as a Bhaktipath follower, devoted to Krishna and Radha. We were colleagues of sorts, working in the same company, yet it was as if we were on different sides of a mirror, reflecting two distinct paths that somehow converged in that digital space.
By Aia2 years ago in Fiction
When Green Turns Red: A Prologue
I never imagined my journey would lead me here—caught in the tangled web of digital connections, where hearts meet through screens, and reality blends with virtual fantasies. As a single mom in my early 30s, newly relocated and adjusting to a different life, I set out with no intention of finding love online, much less playing a game of digital flirtation. Yet, somehow, in the vast sea of social media, seven men crossed my path, each with a different promise, a different story, and a different lesson to teach.
By Aia2 years ago in Fiction
Everyone Needs a Space
The city was alive, its heart pumping through iron and steel arteries and veins where a million people wove their lives into the fabric of the urban experience. Street lights came on while the sun set casting the shadows over the crowded city streets. Among the swirling families, there was a small flat on the tenth floor of an old house, where its own plot was being unwritten.
By Moon Ghosh 2 years ago in Fiction
Wet Feet 2
Day One My phone has no signal out in the middle of the Caribbean Oceans. When I jumped overboard I didn’t anticipate it would take this long for my beautiful siren to find me. It’s been roughly 18 hours now and I finally decided to press record on the voice recorder of my phone. At least if my body is discovered dead of starvation they will know it wasn’t fowl play.
By Kenneth cruz2 years ago in Fiction
Embracing Silence: Find Peace in a Noisy World
Embracing Silence: Find Peace in a Noisy World In today's fast-paced world, where constant notifications and city sounds dominate, silence has become a rare find. Yet, it is this very silence that our souls yearn for. It allows us to tune into our inner selves, reconnect with our essence, and find deep peace.
By Hamari Duniya Pak2 years ago in Fiction
3 A.M.
It always started the same. The first time I woke up with a facial made of dirt, a raven called out an ominous message from the safety of a tree stump ten feet away.
By Shana Taube2 years ago in Fiction
Tea Break
“I never take sugar with my tea, Mary…” She had been saying the same thing for ages, but the tea set came with the sugar bowl and creamer, and she was always going to make sure that her friends knew this. The table in the backyard had all of the necessities Andrea would use as a guest (napkins, multiple spoons and forks, saucers).She knew that her friends would be there with one making a specific request, and Mary had the tray ready for them, and nothing that Andrea could say would prevent her from her little routine.
By Kendall Defoe 2 years ago in Fiction
The Sweet Solution
Elara slumped back onto the torn leather chair and swiped to the left. The Systems screen appeared. Error code 25642 was no longer alone; next to it, flashing bright red, was error code 999. Her stomach tightened as she began to sweat. This was disastrous. She didn’t have enough fuel to make it back.
By Jodie McMahon-Joseph2 years ago in Fiction
The Hunt. Top Story - September 2024.
The dragon drops his head with a rumbling snort. His breath scalds my face. His eyes narrow, his head drawing closer. Run.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
SHE FOLLOWED ME HOME - ch 5
SHE FOLLOWED ME HOME – ch 5 Mo deas ^ ^ Brian laughed as he stood to grab his daughter from flying around the room and into a huge hug. “Where’s my ‘welcome home, daddy’ kiss? With everything that’s been going on, I didn’t get one before.”
By Margaret Brennan2 years ago in Fiction
A body on the bridge . Top Story - September 2024. Content Warning.
Lexi chose to come to the bridge where the body parts were found. Her coming was not connected to that poor soul, neither was she concerned about who did it and why. She was tired of her life and all the expectations that hung over her head.
By Caitlin Charlton2 years ago in Fiction