Young Adult

The Last Call
There is a certain kind of small town where everyone knows your name before they know you. Where the cashier at the grocery store knows your mother, your mother knows her daughter, and somehow everyone knows you were at the basketball tournament out of town Saturday night before you have even made it home Sunday morning.
By Kam23 days ago in Fiction
Don't think about a pink elephant Chp.1 . Content Warning.
Prologue The world, spinning like a wheel, crushes everything with the need to escape this hellish mace of needs. Some people tried to get on top,
By Just a guyabout a month ago in Fiction
This Is How It Ends...
The summer sun glinted off her mocha-brown skin and highlighted the streaks of red and gold in her hair. Her smile was wild and infectious. I lay out on the towel, feeling the flecks of water evaporate off me in the heat, and watch her playing endlessly with her golden retriever in the water.
By Leah Suzanne Dewey2 months ago in Fiction
The Lunchbox
Connor Every day, Conner looked forward to lunch. He sat alone in the cafeteria, as always. Making lunches with his mother used to be one of favorite things to do with her. Every evening, before bed, they would go through cookbooks and recipe blogs. Elaborate lunches. Sometimes elaborate, sometimes simple.
By Sama Habib2 months ago in Fiction
The Mole She Never Had . Content Warning.
David’s thumb stopped just below my collarbone, pressing into the little hollow there, and then he said something strange. We were still naked. It was four in the morning, the rain had just stopped, and our bodies were still wrapped in a thin film of sweat, his and mine. His fingers traced down my ribs slowly, like he was reading Braille. When he reached the third rib on the left, he paused and pressed down hard. It wasn’t a caress—it was pressure, the way you press a button to check if it still works. Then he said, “You have a mole here. You didn’t have it before.”
By Jin3 months ago in Fiction
Jackjot
Long time ago there lived an old man named Highsti. Highsti was quite an aged guy who always wanted a companion which he never had. He had no companion because in his neighborhood only young folks and kids lived who were least bothered about him. As he was very old, he stayed at home and continued his life as it is and in it. One night he was very upset and saw a shooting star. After seeing the star, he wished if it could give him a companion which may be in any shape, size or form.
By Air Herk3 months ago in Fiction
His Blood Ran Cold
Todd Graves had a feeling someone knew his secret when he saw Mary’s shawl on his porch swing one night. He had buried her in it.
By Crystal Nicole3 months ago in Fiction
Through Heaven and Hell
Cedric Christensen knew something was wrong the moment he saw the note. No one in Heaven would leave notes. He also knew someone had been in his chambers the moment he approached the hallway. The note rested on a table just inside the chambers. Black wax held it shut.
By Crystal Nicole3 months ago in Fiction
Waiting For Forever
Looking out the window of the plane, Irving Ashcroft was excited to see that they were finally about to land back home. It had been weeks since he had seen or even heard from his girlfriend, Envy. The work trip he was returning from didn’t allow him to communicate outside of people directly associated with the project he was working on. The moment he got off the plane, he would be running through the airport to find Envy. She always showed up to pick him up.
By Crystal Nicole3 months ago in Fiction
Reaper Reincarnation
I roam these white halls unseen. Blending among the sick and the well, seamlessly. No one has ever turned a head in my direction among the living; only the dead and dying can see one like me, until her.
By Mother Combs3 months ago in Fiction
I Was Dating Eight Boyfriends at Once—Then They Found Out About Each Other
I was dating eight boyfriends at once. They all treated me as a stand‑in. I didn’t care. As long as the money kept coming, every last one of them was my darling.
By Jin3 months ago in Fiction
When Souls Remember
The little town was quiet. Everything, and everyone, seemed perfect. Families went to church every Sunday, and faith was woven into the town's identity. That was exactly why Raven Hollow stood out. She may not have been religious, but she was deeply spiritual, and somehow that always seemed to bring her good fortune.
By Crystal Nicole3 months ago in Fiction