Short Story
TALES OF CRIME AND FICTION.
It all began with three things; a cloudy night with wet streets and cold air swiftly blowing through the city of London, a horribly confused detective and a perplexed case. It had been raining across London since morning, it was somewhere in the middle of January and the weather was very chilly. The busy streets of London were half deserted and extremely wet and it was around 9 o'clock in the night. On these half asleep streets, I had roamed for what seemed like hours and hours, I had lost complete track of time because I was buried deep in confused thoughts. I was frustrated! nothing made sense anymore, I had been stuck on the particular dead end for two days and I still hadn't found a new lead, my head was all dizzy and I was mad at myself. I walked alone, unaccompanied, trying to think through. Now and again I looked at the bunch of papers that I held in my left hand, I read through it again and again but, NO! no single clue could I point out. It was time to face the fact: I was stuck on a unsolvable dead end.
By Shazia Khan2 years ago in Fiction
Rocky and Max - Husky dog brothers fight Zombie monsters. AI-Generated.
On a beautiful morning, the streets of the city were full of life. Tom, a young man who loved adventure, was strolling with his two loyal companions, Rocky and Max. Rocky and Max, two energetic and intelligent Husky dogs, were inseparable and always full of energy. The three of them often spent their days exploring the city, making new friends, and enjoying their time together.
By Follus Amazing2 years ago in Fiction
Asphalt. Top Story - August 2024.
The motorcycle rattled underneath gloved palms. Another patch of gravel. The road that had been perfectly paved asphalt was now closer to the elegance of a towpath than a modern street. Alex’s front wheel jerked to the left as he narrowly drove past a pothole deep enough to swallow the front wheel of the sleek black Yamaha and leave a corpse for dawn to handle. Some poor sap would uncover what was left, he thought. Some poor dumbass who was out for a stroll would stumble across a crushed body full of rocks and branches and mud and he would be the cause of a heart attack.
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Fiction
Devil's in the Details. Content Warning.
"Alright, what have we got?" Determined not to throw up, Detective Dawkins took a breath, immediately regretting it. "Two dead. One male, one female. Martha Williams, and her husband Richard "Dickie" Williams. Owned a lot of local businesses."
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
The Kind Witch of Halloween. AI-Generated.
In a sleepy village lived an old woman named Aurora, a witch. She resided in a humble cottage on the edge of the forest, far from the townsfolk. The villagers feared her, believing her to be evil. They often saw her gathering herbs under the moonlight, muttering strange words.
By Khalid laakiki2 years ago in Fiction
A Halloween Eve Horror Story. Content Warning.
Angel thought of her brain melting in her skull as she stared at the microwave that hummed and spun in a warm yellow radioactive glow. Inside, popcorn danced, and salty butter permeated the air. It was Halloween Eve, quiet and drafty inside the dark but sophisticatedly decorated interior of the Castevets’ cabin.
By Samantha Almeida2 years ago in Fiction
