Steph Marie

Joined February 2021

42 stories

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I write web content professionally but I'd rather live off my fiction, somehow. I love all things spooky, thrilling, and mysterious. Gaming and my horses fill my non-writing free time <3

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Error Unknown
“AURA, lights on,” Cal said, reaching to silence his alarm. “Error: patch update in progress.” Cal opened the app to check the status: Estimated time: error.
By Steph Marie9 months ago in Fiction
One Day to Remember
Lunet watched the old man smile as electrodes flashed. His breath slowed, his eyes closed, and his face softened like he’d just remembered something sweet.
By Steph Marie9 months ago in Fiction
Reforged. Runner-Up in The Life-Extending Conundrum Challenge.
“Oh, come on, people, we can all make it.” Emma huffed anxiously as the cars before her moved at a snail’s pace through the green light.
By Steph Marie9 months ago in Longevity
You Weren't Supposed to Read This
Jenna found the book wedged between two cracked hardcovers in the dusty corner of the shop. No title on the spine, no author on the cover—just a plain black book. Curious, she flipped to the first page.
By Steph Marie10 months ago in Fiction
Death by Moonlight . Top Story - March 2025.
I put down my sandwich, the salty pickles and melty cheese not hitting like usual; each swallow felt hollow. I sighed. Comfort food had lost its comfort. I reluctantly switched on the TV, wishing I could stay in denial. I slid the curtains closed to block the glare.
By Steph Marie10 months ago in Fiction
Accidentally Summoning an All-Knowing Crust Lord. First Place in Absurdist Awakening Challenge.
Kevin sat in the dark, lamenting his decision to stay up late. He sighed; another game, another loss. Hunger gnawed at his gut as he stared at the loading screen.
By Steph Marie10 months ago in Humor
The Great Receipt Rebellion. Top Story - March 2025.
Linda Grapefruit had set aside 20 minutes to return the scratchy, ill-fitting impulse buy she regretted from yesterday. “Ahem,” Linda cleared her throat as the bored worker scrolled on her phone.
By Steph Marie10 months ago in Humor
The Resistance of Socktopia
“Oh well, I’ve got a hundred others,” Liam shrugged as he tossed the colourful sock into the laundry bin. The single sock hit the bin just as its missing pair landed in the throes of Socktopia’s resistance.
By Steph Marie11 months ago in Humor
A Room For The Guilty - Part One
The wind howled, alive and relentless. Nathaniel pulled his coat tighter around his shoulders. The road had been empty for hours, a stretch of gray earth that seemed to dissolve into the storm. The rain and snow pummeled him from all sides, drenching his clothes and chilling him to the bone. He’d been walking for almost an hour, trying to find help to revive his car. He’d seen no sideroads, lights, or even a sign.
By Steph Marie11 months ago in Horror
Departed Garments. Runner-Up in Legends Rewritten Challenge. Content Warning.
Trapped within the confines of the bedraggled dry cleaners on Mourner’s Alley, Molly peered through the perpetually fogged window at the blurry sun. She worked diligently on the pale green dress before her, needing it clean and pristine before its recipient arrived.
By Steph Marie11 months ago in Fiction
Cracked. Runner-Up in The Moment That Changed Everything Challenge.
“Good morning, Reya. Have a great day!” Carl’s familiar greeting broke through the quiet morning air. “Thanks, Carl, you too!” Reya waved back, offering the same smile she had worn for weeks. Her voice sounded more automatic than she intended, the words slipping from her lips without much thought, mechanical, like they were on autopilot. The joy those daily exchanges once brought her had faded, losing their charm after her friend Lila disappeared last year.
By Steph Marie12 months ago in The Swamp
A Digital Kuchisake-onna . Content Warning.
In the bright light of their large estate, Asumi adjusted her reflection in the mirror. She traced her finger along the faint lines beneath her eyes, dabbing them with a powder to conceal the years. Picking up a glass spray bottle, she spritzed her hair and fluffed it with a wide-tooth comb, admiring its shine. To conclude, she patted rouge onto her cheeks and slid some gloss over her lips.
By Steph Marie12 months ago in Fiction