Short Story
Beyond Time and Space
It was 2235, and humanity had long since expanded beyond the reaches of our solar system. The galaxy was their playground, and the mysteries of the universe were their playthings. But even with all their knowledge and technology, they had yet to unravel the greatest mystery of all: the mystery of love.
By Khudair Ahmed Shaikhabout a year ago in Fiction
A Man or a God
As an alchemist and philosopher, I have often wondered what makes the human spirit so hard to replicate. Homunculi can go so far as to the human body, but they do not possess the same spirit as a human does. I believe I can replicate the human spirit without the so-called Philosopher Stone and can create my own homunculi with that indomitable human spirit. But I fear that they will become too free-willed and will not see me as a god after so long but as a man. And as a man, I am no god.
By Businessman Fish Headabout a year ago in Fiction
Electrician
My names Dave, and I’m an electrician. Every day, I get up, shave, and go to work fixing things. I also like to watch. I set up cameras in all the houses I fix. Then I go home and watch. The power went out in my house one night. I was fixing the fuse box in the basement and I noticed cameras everywhere. Someone had been watching me. The basement door closed and I heard it lock. “Now all your clients get to watch you, instead,” a voice said. “No, please. I value my privacy,” I shouted. They all laughed.
By Alex H Mittelman about a year ago in Fiction
The Fairy King
I was sitting on my throne, laughing at my jesters antics. My son Nebulous busted in, riding on a magical cloud. “What now,” I demanded. “I need more gold,” he snapped. “What for?” I asked. “Because I spent it all,” he said. “You’re a spoiled brat. You must learn to be selfless if you are to rule,” I said. “Why? When I’m king I’ll do whatever I want,” he said. “You’re grounded until you learn. Guards, escort him to his room,” I said. Before he was caught, he disappeared into the clouds. The jester laughed because he poisoned my drink.
By Alex H Mittelman about a year ago in Fiction
My Insane Super Hero Adventure
I dreamt that I was flying. When I woke, there he was, standing next to me. It was vitality dude. “I have your poster on my wall,” I said. “I see that,” he said. “Why are you here,” I asked. “I need help saving the world,” he said. “I don’t have any super powers,” I said. “You do now,” he said and zapped me. He flew me to the lair of Mega Doom. “I’ll destroy the world,” he said and fired. I blocked all the bullets. Vitality man flew him to jail. I was now his sidekick, The Human Shield.
By Alex H Mittelman about a year ago in Fiction
The Maze
This has been the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do since the Matrix had been on. I don’t want to see whats below me. I called him. My best friend John! I need to get the heck outta here! I’ve always been a very heavenly person. I said a quick prayer and waited for Gods answer. It’s probably turn around. You have no more steps left. So like any other faithful man would do I have to confess. I must stay faithful to get us to the end. My friend hung up, God leaded me here to decide next.
By Rachael Frazierabout a year ago in Fiction
The Sad Widow
I was crying at my husbands funeral. He was my seventh. It was hard to believe he was gone. It took months for the posion to kick in. At the rate he was going, I thought he would live forever. It was easy enough faking a tear or two, I learned to cry from my actress step mother, before I poisoned her so my father wouldn’t change his will. I enjoyed being rich, and always inheriting my husbands fortunes ensured it would stay that way. I was the best kind of widow, a black widow.
By Alex H Mittelman about a year ago in Fiction
Chance Meeting
It’s been a long time. I stare at the man before me, trying to think of what to say—what I could say, what I want to say, what I should say. But the only thing that escapes my mouth is a whisper of breath. He seems to be at a loss too, but he raises his hand in a tentative greeting.
By Alana S. Leonardabout a year ago in Fiction
The Lost Explorer
Title: The Lost Explorer : A Journey of Survival in the Amazon Rainforest John had always been fascinated by adventure and exploration. He had read countless books about brave explorers who ventured into uncharted territories and discovered new lands. As a child, he dreamed of following in their footsteps and discovering something truly remarkable.
By Joal Juster Greciaabout a year ago in Fiction
Racing, Pacing and Revenge
I was racing my car around the track. I was a close second. I was slowly catching up to Jeff in first. I was on his tail, then got clipped from behind. I lost, and every day I relive that race. I could have won. I lost my sponsors, my wife left with my dog and I’m broke, to poor to go to the bar. I ask people for money on the street, and try to smile when they give me spare change. I had nightmares about the race until I won the lottery. Now I own the track.
By Alex H Mittelman about a year ago in Fiction