Short Story

Echoes of the Forgotten Village
Eldenwood was a village where time seemed to stand still. Surrounded by dense forests and far from the hustle and bustle of the modern world, it felt like a place from a fairy tale. The village had cobbled streets, charming cottages, and a giant oak tree that stood proudly in the center, whispering secrets of the past.
By Sheikh2 years ago in Fiction
Exit; Otis Manning
The rain suffocated the city like a heavy wet blanket that someone kept pouring more water on. The air hung with a dampness that seeped into every pore of the city. The sun had long ago given up on plowing through the clouds. It now only made half-hearted attempts at lighting the day.
By Kenneth Lawson2 years ago in Fiction
Heart of the Home: A Mother's Touch
After her son was born, Sarah had an innate understanding that a mother's work is never really done. She sat in that chair beside his bed, sewing his quilt, for the hundredth time, at least. When she bought it at a flea market that day, she had no way of knowing that it would end up being her son's most prized possession.
By wassi 2 years ago in Fiction
A Footnote to a Courtroom Drama. Top Story - July 2024.
Dear Reader, I’m going to suggest that if you are planning on reading this aloud, spend the previous evening shouting until hoarse. According to the fanzines of the time, that’s how Lauren Bacall found her depth, her gravel – and she would make the perfect voice-over for my story.
By Rachel Robbins2 years ago in Fiction
Out of the Depths
Setting Sail The SS Eternity was no ordinary cruise ship; it was a palace of the sea for those elite and privileged. Created to be an escape on the open ocean, it attracted men and women of means and those wanting to shut themselves off from the brutal banality they faced at home. It was a luxury voyage: golden chandeliers, gourmet dining, the promise of an endless horizon. But they also realized that among the passengers were famous actress Lila Monroe and her loyal assistant, Emma McLain - who lived to cater to all of Lila's needs.
By Neli Ivanova2 years ago in Fiction
TALES OF CRIME AND FICTION.
Here's a thing about curiosity; it doesn't let you sleep at night! After meeting that unknown stranger on the street, my mind kept on thinking about him while I walked slowly to my house. I couldn't understand whether he wanted my help or wanted to help me. why was he so keen to help me? I didn't even know him. My mind was already perplexed with the case and then this queer meeting was a whole next level. I drank my Espresso, half busy in thought. Then all of a sudden I remembered, he said something about the case too: "If you want to put an end to your dead end, try visiting the forest once more, you might find something of your purpose". How in the whole wide world did he know about the case? Was he one of the people involved? he was a suspect now. My mind was so busy with these questions that I didn't realize when I was standing on the doorstep of my house.
By Shazia Khan2 years ago in Fiction
Road Trip
It feels like I've been here always, but it's so lovely I cant mind. Sometimes things are confused and disjointed, like in a dream. But a good dream.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
The Best Way to Prosper: Slow Down!
Everyone hopes to thrive and improve their lives. However, not everyone can achieve this, or knows how to go about it. In reality, we only have one life to experience.
By Eliot Dark2 years ago in Fiction
After Retirement, If You Have No Friends, Read These Five Sentences to See Life Clearly
Relationships have their seasons. In spring, you are thriving, and people like you; in summer, you are passionate, and people seek collaboration with you; in autumn, you are fruitful, and people envy you; in winter, you are plain, and people leave you.
By Eliot Dark2 years ago in Fiction
The Mirror's Deception: The Dangers of Vanity
In the quaint village of Eldoria, between emerald hills and a crystal-clear river, lived a young woman named Elara. Renowned for her ethereal beauty, she was the pride of her community and the envy of many. Her raven-black hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall, and her sapphire eyes sparkled like the river under the sun. Every villager who saw her would pause to admire her, often with a mixture of awe and jealousy.
By AKANJI ABDULAFEEZ2 years ago in Fiction
The Power of Kindness: A Beacon in the Darkness
The winter of 2010 in the small town of Brimfield was particularly harsh. The snow fell relentlessly, blanketing the streets in a thick, unyielding white. For the residents, it was a time of huddling close to their hearths, seeking warmth and comfort. But for Jack Turner, winter was an unrelenting foe. Homeless for the past three years, Jack had learned to navigate the icy alleys and frozen sidewalks, but each year it grew harder.
By AKANJI ABDULAFEEZ2 years ago in Fiction
The Silent Strength: The Value of Humility
In the ancient kingdom of Valtoria, where lush green valleys met towering mountains, lived a young prince named Aric. From a young age, Aric was praised for his intellect and skill in various disciplines. He was an excellent swordsman, a brilliant strategist, and an eloquent speaker. The people of Valtoria looked up to him, seeing in him a future king who would lead them to greatness. Yet, despite his many talents, Aric lacked one crucial quality: humility.
By AKANJI ABDULAFEEZ2 years ago in Fiction