Top Stories
Stories in Fiction that you'll love, handpicked by our team.
A Flash of Lightning. Top Story - July 2026.
It's hard to understand the importance of connections without having lost them or finding one you never knew you needed because time comes in waves and the moments of our lives are shifted like loose sand; even carefully guarded structures can wash away with enough passes.
By S. A. Crawford4 months ago in Fiction
Anchored in the Fluorescent Hum . Top Story - July 2026.
They talk amongst themselves, and when a touch of mood crosses their faces, their whole bodies wake up like bumblebees, restless, reactive, always shifting. They were all sipping from clear plastic cups, with bags by their feet. The staff who knew each other discussed the new Starbucks menu. The others said oi, which softened the room. But not her, behind her thin‑rimmed glasses. I knew her, but not really; stillness holds her together. She is the kind of person whose warmth stays exactly where it is, steady and unmoving, as distant as the wall and as near as the humming fluorescent lights. I notice her the way I notice the unchanged grain of the carpet, the quiet things that stay where they are. She is the only one anchored in her black formal wear, tapping her index finger, not her thumb, against the screen of her phone.
By Caitlin Charlton4 months ago in Fiction
Free Will. Top Story - July 2026.
The air was as crisp as a dragon fly’s wings and Lancington Lake dutifully reflected all the surrounding lights in the spring air. It gave a yawn of forgiveness for the encroaching darkness, swallowing its memories of so many people who now found it warm enough during the day to swim in its fold. Too cold to swim in now, there were people in all manner of laissez-faire out fittings sitting idly and wistfully at its edges.
By Paul Aaron Domenick4 months ago in Fiction
Emotional dirty talk. Top Story - July 2026.
I have always felt like I was an undiagnosed paraplegic in love. Paralyzed from my waist down. I can’t explain it. It sounds so weird cause at first I thought it was just my feelings being too big. But I realized it was physical in the sense that any type of intimacy made me shake, convulse, maybe cry.
By Melissa Ingoldsby4 months ago in Fiction
Counting Connections. Top Story - June 2026.
The fluorescent bulb above aisle seven had that low-grade hum that made you slowly question your own sanity. It was almost as if Jess could feel the vibration going through the soles of her safety boots. She wondered for the fifth time if she should turn it off, but then the darkness of the warehouse would engulf her on a night shift.
By Sam H Arnold4 months ago in Fiction
Man-Hunt. Top Story - June 2026.
It was the summer of 2010. My sister and I signed up for a summer exchange program to learn French in Quebec. We were both chosen to spend the summer in Jonquière, Quebec. It was one of the most remote towns in Quebec, and not many residents spoke English. If they did, they would pretend they didn't.
By Adrianna M. Braun4 months ago in Fiction
