literature

Whether written centuries ago or just last year, literary couples show that love is timeless.

Heather on the Moors
The moors of Dartmoor called to her both in her waking hours and her dreams. Each night they beckoned her as she slept in the comfortable bed that had belonged to her parents. And each morning as she awoke, the smell of heather and a fine mist seemed to permeate her room, although she knew well enough that it was merely the remnants of dreams that lingered so.
By Cindy Calder5 years ago in Humans
Just Till I Finish the Chapter
First memories. Soft, coloured cloth books with jagged cut edges. Mum seated beside my bed, spelling letters, shapes on a page traced with my finger, sounded out loud, eventually make sense.
By Becky5 years ago in Humans
Merlot, if you're lonely. Whiskey, if you're game.
I took a long sip and closed my eyes. Admittedly, it was a decent Merlot. But the glass could have been filled with Ambrosia and I would’ve been struggling to muster up a spark.
By Jessie Waddell5 years ago in Humans
MARY IS IN DANGER TO BE CONTINUED
Here is the rest of the story Mary is in danger that I submitted before in 2020. I am going to talk about Mary second meal with Jane
By Sandra Bongjoh5 years ago in Humans
Save this for me
“Is it just yourself, sir?” “No, I’ll be meeting someone.” The sir replied with a smile. “Oh! for two then!” “Yes, please.”
By Martin Lee5 years ago in Humans
The likeable Pig
I was lost lets face it stuck in a remote area of Australia and not a sole around not the situation you want to find yourself in.
By Happydazegt5 years ago in Humans
A Likely Story
There seemed a moment at which it became more clear: there was a distinct difference between objectively good-looking and astonishingly good-looking. This too was apparent: Maurice was the latter. I had fritted away at dates, some decent, some not, and the only ones worthwhile ended up with me being dropped suddenly for another woman like me, neither objectively good-looking nor astonishingly good-looking. I paid it little mind. Two years out of a serious relationship and a seriously complicated one at that and I wasn’t worried about the time flying by solo flying. It was what it was, but what this was was peculiar. What did he see in me?
By Sam Caton5 years ago in Humans
Merlot
I'll never forget that night. Teagan was the one who helped me dress for it, insisting that I wear a bit of eye shadow with my mascara. I think she was hoping I'd make an impression of some sort, as if looking nice would make Jimmy change his mind. I knew his mind was set, and frankly, so was mine. It was for closure, that night. Our first and last. Crazy, how it was our first with so much history behind us.
By Sara Jolene5 years ago in Humans
The Guide
I stood along a flowing river. I felt calm as the sun warmed my pale skin. I looked around at the canopy of trees that surrounded the clearing. I watched confused as the trees moved in the eerily still wind. I studied the large oaks, trying to see what filled the leaves.
By Em Short5 years ago in Humans
Open Your Eyes
“Open your eyes”. The voice beckons Tessa to come back but she kept running, running towards the darkness that ostensibly promised safety.
By Amber Garrett5 years ago in Humans
As First Dates Go.... Top Story - April 2021.
The colors on the wall seemed to take on a life of their own, enveloping the couple in rays of pinks and blues. It seemed to represent them perfectly: their love was a baby blue, new and unsure, and their circumstance was a deep dark red, brooding and uncertain.
By NatahYah5 years ago in Humans
Family Saga
The first door Melissa came to had signs all over it; Keep Out, Turn Around, No Mothers, and many more. She opened the door to a room that should have been a bedroom but it was not one by any means. The room had no bed in it.
By Nicholas Gilbert5 years ago in Humans