Young Adult
Romance at the Beach
Ropes of people twisted around the arrivals gate, each person a strand in a human rope. Dolores squinted, standing on tiptoe to scan over the sea of heads.
Arshad MecciPublished 9 days ago in FictionThe Bite
She was different today, and it struck me with an almost palpable force. How is it possible to spend years with someone and yet suddenly see them anew? Perhaps we get so caught up in our routines that we forget to truly see the people we love. Her eyebrows seemed more delicate, her eyes weary, and her neck and hands bore the lines of time that I had somehow missed before. She looked older, yet oddly familiar.
Arshad MecciPublished 9 days ago in FictionThe Crush
Jerry Ray Carpenter was the star pitcher at his high school—charismatic, popular, and seemingly unattainable. Yet, he harbored a secret crush on Sabrina Brown, the quiet, thoughtful girl who led the debate team, loved biology, and was unapologetically passionate about her faith.
Arshad MecciPublished 9 days ago in FictionThe Blind Woman at the Bus Stop
He was a callous bastard. This proved it all the more. I knew it from junior school. He'd take a kid's sandwich, bite into it, spit it out and crush the rest in front of them. His laughter would be maniacal, especially if the kid cried.
Rachel DeemingPublished 9 days ago in FictionSilver Lining
"This has been fun, but let me down now," he said, attempting to infuse some levity into the moment. "No," I snapped. "I'm tired of you dodging this conversation." Exhaustion consumed me—not just from this night, but from our entire relationship. The uncertainty of our status, the blurred lines between commitment and casualness, it all weighed on me. I was caught in this limbo of wanting him to commit and fearing the void if he ever walked away.
Arshad MecciPublished 10 days ago in FictionLife Stands Still
"Think fast!" The whoosh of air sends my hairs standing on end. An axe whizzes past, embedding itself into the target.
Arshad MecciPublished 10 days ago in FictionYoung Romance at the Swings
Their lips lingered for a moment, each particle of breath sharing an intimate dance. When they finally pulled away, a silent question hung between them: had that just happened?
Arshad MecciPublished 10 days ago in FictionA Love Story
The day Bradley and his family left the Biodome was a moment that shook me deeply. I watched as they eased their boat down the ramp, passed through the airlock, and disappeared into the vast water. The small crowd that had gathered to see them off scattered quickly, as if nothing had happened.
Arshad MecciPublished 10 days ago in FictionThe Seventeenth Summer (Ch 21)
Chapter Twenty-One After leaving Jake, Danny rode hard for Nate’s place. There was still a great deal he needed to organise, but he needed to make sure that he had Nate on the same page as him before going much further.
Mark 'Ponyboy' PetersPublished 10 days ago in FictionA Wild Moment
The rangy mare stared at me from the safety of her shelter as I poked the handful of hay between the solid rails of the metal panels forming her corral.
KJ AartilaPublished 10 days ago in FictionThe Importance of Safe Choices
In a world filled with choices, the importance of safe decisions cannot be overstated. Every decision made has the power to shape your well-being and future. By prioritizing safety and mindfulness in your choices, you pave the way for a brighter and more fulfilling journey ahead.
Mamoona RanaPublished 10 days ago in Fiction- Top Story - April 2024
Two Pink Lines
I had never really felt like a child. I'd always had to raise myself. My mother was just a teenager when she'd had me and consequently, we had spent my whole childhood arguing and fighting like a couple of sisters as opposed to mother and daughter. My father was older than my mother but still had some maturing to do himself. He focused his entire life on me, his little girl but never realized the pressure that put on me. I always felt I had to raise him even as he was trying to raise me. We raised each other. Then, I met him. He cares, he shows me a love like I've never known. For once, it's about me and I don't have to focus on other people's needs and what someone needs from me. Someone always wants something from you. That is what my parents have taught me. Love is selfish but it isn't with him. He is perfect, beautiful, funny, and can take me to places I've only dreamed about. Places outside my mind and my own pathetic life and I know that I will always love him. When we first met, I wanted him to have my children, but now? Right now, with us both still in high school? This is all happening so soon. I slipped into the restroom at work. It had been 6 weeks since my last menstrual and this was not normal. I couldn't wait any longer. I put the top on the test and waited. These 60 seconds felt like forever. What would we do? We were both seniors so we didn't have long to go before school was over but this was not the plan. The plan was for him to join the Army and me the National Guard and for me to get my associate's degree and then we marry, then have kids.
Lindsey AltomPublished 11 days ago in Fiction