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Stories in Fiction that you’ll love, handpicked by our team.
Broom and Zoom
Eyes prying eyes, shut your lids, screw them tight. Eyes prying eyes, burn to a crisp before the forbidden sight. Eyes prying eyes, our sister never again shall you plight.
Claire GuérinPublished 6 months ago in FictionThe Reluctant Reporter
"You can't send me!" "There is no-one else. It's you or no-one, and that is not an option." Ameera looked at the fat paunch and florid face of her boss, a man who lived for the story and the kudos it brought him but who rarely gave consideration to the people behind the drama. When had he become so hard? She reckoned that by the end of the year, he'd be dead, collapsed from a heart attack and she struggled to conjure any sympathy in that moment and instantly felt ashamed at displaying the same lack of compassion that he had.
Rachel DeemingPublished 8 days ago in FictionFirst Love
They came, like pilgrims, in their tens of thousands. But no religious faith drew them to the sarsen stones. They came just as they had for a thousand years and would again, year after year, for another thousand.
Blackrot: a Twisted Fairytale
As the young man warmed his bones by the cottage’s stove, the elderly woodsman ladled two bowlfuls of porridge for them. Both their stomachs groaned in eager protest, but this unusually lean winter demanded that they ration what little they had.
Red
She hung her hooded red cloak on the hook next to the bed, then lifted the heavy comforter, crawled under the covers, and snuggled into his soft, warm fur.
Sara FrederickPublished 11 days ago in FictionTo Con a Pig
Mo, Larry, and Curly were simple country pigs. They lived in a small town called Sty, where nothing much changed from day to day. Their homes were humble abodes constructed of straw and sticks, much like their neighbors. Every day was like the day before until it wasn’t.
Mark GagnonPublished 10 days ago in FictionA Work of Fiction
“You are being driven incessantly out of your mind and caught in the trap of shadows built with coarse skill by egoism and self-esteem.”
C. Rommial ButlerPublished 10 days ago in FictionThe Dreich
Dreich is borrowed from Scots dreich (“hard to bear, dreary, tedious, wearisome; interminable, long-winded; dull, uninteresting; slow, tardy; doleful, gloomy; baffling, difficult; difficult to reach, inaccessible”), from Middle English dregh, dri, drie (“burdensome; depressing, dismal; large, tall; lasting, long; long-suffering, patient; tedious; of blows: hard, heavy; of the face: unchanging, unmoved; of a person: strong, valorous”)
Mike Singleton - MikeydredPublished 10 days ago in FictionFlex
My Word: Weightlifter The Challenge: “To lift is a gift,” he thought. Life only goes around once and you cannot wilt while the wheel turns and you just flit from… He had to focus on the weight that he added to the tree of iron surrounding him.
Kendall DefoePublished 10 days ago in FictionGentle Parenting
It’s insignificant for a thirteen year old to walk to the bus stop alone. When Sarah asked, she was all of nine, and mama said no. What if she was kidnapped?
Mackenzie DavisPublished 20 days ago in FictionFinding Contentment
Peace. The view from their coastal villa brought them peace. From their first visit, that sleepy seaside town had become important to them. It was intertwined into their lives and served as a tranquil bookmark, a serene highlighter for the many difficulties they have experienced throughout their life together.
Paul StewartPublished 10 days ago in FictionChildren of Flora
My grandmother, the earth’s first forest, bore many children. Today, every living organism that buds leaf or spore, from the wise, whispering willows of hidden marshlands to the giggling, dancing fuchsia blossoms that adorn the doorsteps of man, is the spud of her womb.