literature

Science fiction's most popular literary writers from Isaac Asimov to Stephen King and Frank Herbert, and the rising stars of today.

  • James Crawford
    Published 18 days ago
    Yet another “Talk To Translator” AI-generated short story idea

    Yet another “Talk To Translator” AI-generated short story idea

    It’s been a very hot minute since I last played around with the Talk To Transformer interface demo using the InferKit AI-based text generator. So, I thought I would have fun with this once more.
  • CR Cole
    Published 25 days ago
    The difference between good and evil. Pt 1

    The difference between good and evil. Pt 1

    "If we don't get those samples Identified and singled out, and we can't figure out what's stopping the bond than this whole project is ruined."
  • Adrian Alexander
    Published 28 days ago
    No Argument There

    No Argument There

    No Argument There “Vanessa, get in the car. We’ve got a long drive ahead of us and I don’t want to get caught in traffic.”
  • Aella Ivy Reverie
    Published about a month ago
    The Tales Of Hyssop (chapter 1 part 1)

    The Tales Of Hyssop (chapter 1 part 1)

    Hyssop laid on a mattress in her attic with a lit cigarette - blowing the smoke into the air with a heavy angst and imagining what it might look like if she was talented enough to do those tricks with smoke rings. she sighed and rolled over to her tray of herbs; she had been trying to quit the habit for some time and she had been rolling herself an herbal blend.
  • Jax Altieri
    Published 2 months ago
    The Proposal

    The Proposal

    The Proposal “It’s been three years,” Kristopher said, gazing into Tyler’s deep brown eyes. “I know. It’s like we only met yesterday. Funny, isn’t it, how time flies?” Tyler said.
  • WriteOutLOud
    Published 2 months ago
    Comfort of the Inner Mind

    Comfort of the Inner Mind

    In a light green hospital bedroom, there was a young, injured boy with silky black hair covered in bandages from head to toe lying unconscious on a white cot. He seemed to be all by himself with no one around. A few seconds later, a strong wind burst open the window next to him and smacked him as he laid there asleep. A minute went by and then suddenly...
  • Taylor Mick
    Published 2 months ago
    The Devil's Favor

    The Devil's Favor

    My breath catches in my throat and tears run down my cheeks. I can barely breath with all the smoke surrounding me. Last time I felt like this was when I sold my soul to the devil himself. I can only imagine that he’s calling in on that debt now. I really thought I had a little bit longer to enjoy my spoils. Sure, my soul was no longer my own, but I had a great life right now: a nice cushy job, a fantastic wife, a two kids. I really wanted to see them grow up at the very least, but if it’s time for Satan to claim me then I can’t really argue with him.
  • Lilly Faith
    Published 2 months ago
    The Bus

    The Bus

    Rain fell from above as a small child sits patiently at a bus stop. Sitting besides him is a rather odd creature. Compared to the boy, it was about the size of a doll dressed in a black cloak. It has small beady black eyes but no mouth but was still able hum as it rock back and forth. The child didn't seem bothered by it at all.
  • Bill Shearer
    Published 2 months ago
    Land of Orange Skies

    Land of Orange Skies

    He woke too aware of the hardships of the coming day. They were perhaps lost, if only slightly off course, yet he knew they were in the right vicinity. He had thought on the previous day that things had begun to look familiar. When they made camp, he admitted that the site was in the wrong draw, but he was confident he knew the way ahead.
  • Joseph James Donkin
    Published 2 months ago
    Ven 1: Chapter 2

    Ven 1: Chapter 2

    I bask in the harshly shining sun as I lazily run down the road in great leaping bounds. A carriage comes into view, trundling along slowly. I catch up quickly and slow down. I sneak up behind it and gently hop on the back of the carriage, I hope the bump of my weight settling on the back would be chalked up to the uneven road. There’s a young guy sitting at the front, a huge brown horse pulling the carriage. I watch transfixed as the guy grows wheat from his hand, cuts it off, and throws it in the back of the carriage.
  • ijraset
    Published 2 months ago
    International Journal for Research in Applied Science and Engineering Technology (IJRASET)

    International Journal for Research in Applied Science and Engineering Technology (IJRASET)

    International Journal for Research in Applied Science and Engineering Technology (IJRASET) is an international peer-reviewed, open-access & multidisciplinary online journal published for the enhancement of research in various disciplines of Applied Science & Engineering Technologies.
  • Joseph James Donkin
    Published 2 months ago
    Ven 1: Chapter 1

    Ven 1: Chapter 1

    It’s hot. Painfully hot. So hot my chest hair feels like it’s going to ignite. I look up and see a small house, it looks like a nice house, though the red brick veneer looks out of place amidst the endless fields of grain.