Fiction

Everwar
Praythee, hark. You have come for a tale, and we have quaffed a peltful of ale. . . (That rhymes, what joy!) and the lot falls to Us to tell the tale of Palandrus. Of the desperate battle. Of the loss of our planetary system. We must talk of our people. We must remember. For the lost.
By Conor Darrallabout a year ago in Chapters
The Fair Exchange - Finale
When I groggily awakened the next morning in the hotel bed, I opened the business directory to look for somewhere to eat, but instead found an advertisement for Madam Marguerite’s Palm and Tarot Card readings. My skin flushed with surprise, surely the business was Rita’s, a sudden desire to see her again reawakening the feelings revived the night before. When I arrived at her place of business, a teenage girl had me sign the guest register and took the $30 payment in cash. Something in the sparkle of her eyes when she smiled reminded me of someone, but I could not bring her to mind before the girl led me to a darkened room for the reading.
By John Coxabout a year ago in Chapters
The Fair Exchange - Part 5
We drank one more pitcher of beer, the two of them getting a little soppy before the night finally came to its awkward end. Ed gave me a bear hug and asked for my forgiveness with tears running from his eyes. I forgave them both.
By John Coxabout a year ago in Chapters
The Fair Exchange - Part 4
I awoke three days later in the hospital. On the floor above my own Joey was fighting for his life. It was Little Ed who told me about it, taking an opportunity to give me a few minutes of unfriendly attention.
By John Coxabout a year ago in Chapters
Revival. Top Story - August 2024.
Blustery winds buffeted the canvas walls of the little tent causing them to make a cracking sound so loud it woke Aaron and Jane from a deep sleep. While the two were resting the cold weather had coaxed the companions into unconsciously cuddling to stay warm. Now they were awake, both scurried to the opposite sides of the tent, each looking a little embarrassed. Aaron was the first to leave the tent to empty his bladder and start a fire. Jane, still looking a little uncomfortable from her close encounter, left the camp for a short time but returned a little later with some wood for the campfire.
By Mark Gagnonabout a year ago in Chapters
03 Pick Your Arrow
“I’m so nervous for tomorrow!” “You’re nervous? I’m excited! I wasn’t called for the voting so I think I racked up enough points.”
By xhellabout a year ago in Chapters
The Fair Exchange - Part 3
Driving across the bridge into Glenville revived long forgotten emotions. The old general store, Madison Avenue Grill, the Royal Theater, and so many other memorable landmarks had disappeared. In their places I saw knick-knack shops and second-hand clothing stores sitting side by side with shuttered businesses that I remembered from childhood, their dingy facades marred by graffiti and time. I had not expected to feel the loss of the home from which I once left without expectation of return but driving slowly through downtown I began to grieve what I had never grieved before.
By John Coxabout a year ago in Chapters
The Coach's Lie
One late night, a robbery and murder case occurred on the road outside the swimming pool, which happened to be witnessed by the diving coach.
By Kingto LIabout a year ago in Chapters
She Always Loved Natalie Wood
There was no way she was going to Catalina Island. Of all places, it was most certainly the most obscene for her to go. There were policies, rules and constructs that had she had long established about traveling that far anymore, anyway. Flying, within itself, was most certainly not an option, particularly without the use of something like Lorazepam.
By Ash Archerabout a year ago in Chapters
GOD LAUGHS LAST, conclusion
Previously: Karol and her four year old daughter, Beanie, were at an off-site cottage owned by the couple who ran the Honey Pot Campgrounds. Karol had been cleaning for them since her husband ran off and left her to care for their two daughters alone.
By Tina D'Angeloabout a year ago in Chapters
The Alpha's Wayward Mate
Scarlett bunked down in a hollow tree she came across for the night. It would keep her dry and safe from the elements should they decide to turn suddenly.
By Nalana Phillipsabout a year ago in Chapters
The Fair Exchange - Part 2
When I eventually regained consciousness, the air reeked of death and decay, the terrible stench so close at hand that it seemed to emanate from my own flesh, my limbs as stiff as if my muscles and skin had calcified to bone. With tremendous effort I finally managed to open my eyes to the faint light of individual flames moving slowly through the night, a blood moon weakly illuminating the surrounding stones.
By John Coxabout a year ago in Chapters