Short Story

The Moment. Content Warning.
The media calls it the Watershed. The fandom calls it the Precipice. It's the moment when your life changes forever, and it has to be brutal, it has to be formative. At that moment when a person's choices will define the rest of their lives, some unexplained force surges through them and they become a Super; a post-human, super-powered freak with a seemingly random and impossible ability.
By Zoe Locke2 years ago in Fiction
Mr. Tangerine Man
“Hey, Mister Tangerine Man, tell your lies to me.” “Security,” bellowed the lord of moldy orangeness. He was not in the mood for hecklers. He was sleepy, and this was the last place he wanted to be.
By Cathy holmes2 years ago in Fiction
The Language Of Blood
The epiphanies that arise during a meal are, in essence, the final testament of the consumed. Today’s bread was a bit overcooked. As took a bite, he could almost hear it complaining about how unbearably hot the oven was. The tomatoes whispered weakly about the pain of being sliced. Noah was long used to this.
By Colin Gao2 years ago in Fiction
Small town fever dream. Top Story - August 2024.
Tank stood over the bodies. There were three, and he knew them all. Were they still people? A difficult question for him to answer, and not the first question he expected his brain to fish out of the questions he had swimming around in his head.
By Liam Storm2 years ago in Fiction
Skull Conqueror
"The darkest kind of darkness is that which lurks in the depths of the soul, where no light can reveal it." Edmund Blake. How can darkness reveal the depths of my soul? I, Oskar, discovered the answer through every moment of my suffering. Abandoned by my parents due to their extreme poverty, I was sold to a secret organization that conducted brutal experiments on children, sending covert letters to starving families. In those dark laboratories, I became the embodiment of absolute evil—a human monster capable of controlling and reading minds, devoid of mercy.
By Karima SH.2 years ago in Fiction
I WAS NOT AT FAULT
I keep in mind the days strikingly when I was a seven-year-old young lady, going to school with my cousin, Fiaz. We were near back at that point, sharing classes and childhood privileged insights. In any case, life took us to totally different headings when Fiaz's family moved to the city. We saw each other amid summer get-aways at my fatherly grandmother's house.
By Abdul Qayyum2 years ago in Fiction
The Shadows of Maplewood
secrets simmered beneath the surface like a pot about to boil over. To outsiders, Maplewood was the perfect picture of tranquility—a charming town with tree-lined streets, cozy homes, and friendly faces. But beneath its idyllic veneer, something sinister lurked.
By Bellian Arix Arifin2 years ago in Fiction
Whispers in the Dark
There was a story whispered among the locals. It wasn’t something you'd read in the newspaper or hear on the radio; it was passed from ear to ear, growing darker each time. The legend was known as The Watcher of Rivermoor.
By Bellian Arix Arifin2 years ago in Fiction
Why YASHA'S Salon Doesn't Allow Mirrors: The Shocking Truth Revealed!
What if you encountered a salon that doesn't allow mirrors? This is the story of Yasha, a hairdresser in Umuzi famous for being super fast when it came to braiding hair. Yasha could accommodate as many as 10 clients every day and finish each hairstyle within an hour. Her clients admired her for being efficient and really good at what she did, so her salon was always full of clients.
By JOHN NHYIRA2 years ago in Fiction
Penelope Parker The Queen Of Purgatory
When a soul is too tainted for heaven and too pure for hell it goes to a void in between called Purgatory. Penelope Parker was a soul on the brink of damnation. After discovering her husband had left her and her newborn child to start a family with his ex she turned to alcohol and drugs as escape. The up and coming district attorney had lit candles and had offered herself sexually for Xanax while her baby slept in a playpen in the living room. After the deed she popped Xanax and drank herself into a deep coma like sleep. Unknowingly a candle fell starting a fire that would take her babies life. She woke to the screams and cries of her charred baby girl and held the burnt remains as the baby died in her arms. Consumed by grief and guilt she then grabbed her pistol and took her own life
By Kenneth cruz2 years ago in Fiction
Embers of Hope . AI-Generated.
Amidst the bustling streets of Lagos, a young man named Tunde was born into a poor family. Despite the odds, Tunde was determined to break free from the shackles of poverty. With an unrelenting spirit, he pursued his dreams, trying his hands at various ventures. He sold goods on the streets, worked as a laborer, and even attempted to start his own business. Tunde's hope and resilience were unwavering, but success seemed to elude him. Each failure chipped away at his confidence, leaving him broken and disillusioned. His once vibrant spirit was now a flicker of its former self. Just when Tunde thought things couldn't get worse, disaster struck. A fire ravaged his family's home, leaving them with nothing. The misfortune was the final blow, and Tunde felt like he'd hit rock bottom. As he wandered through the charred remains of his home, Tunde stumbled upon a small, unscathed Bible. A verse caught his eye: "For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." (Jeremiah 29:11) In that moment, Tunde realized that his worth wasn't defined by his failures. He began to rebuild, not just his life, but his faith. And slowly, he discovered that sometimes, it's in the darkest moments that we find the strength to rise again.
By Paul Ralph 2 years ago in Fiction
other people
Never let them see you waver, my mother once told me, my shirt clenched tight in her fist. The world will eat you right up. You hear me, Liam? Weakness is for other people. Be strong, or you’ll be dead by the time you’re twenty.
By angela hepworth2 years ago in Fiction