Fiction
Chapter 4 Pt2: Pizza Girl
Chapter 4 continued: Part 2… After a quick and necessarily cold shower in the gym, I hop on the tube and travel underground through the stuffy tunnels of London. I stand on a slightly less crowded train, having missed the Friday rush hour, and try to shake the images that crowd my head. Not the girls, but the guys. What is it with older guys in the gym locker room? It’s like the only time they get to be naked. One guy dropped his towel and bent over less than a foot from my face while I knelt down to tie my shoes. I’ve never been mooned and black-holed at the same time before. The other stood with his foot on the bench and let it all hang out like a rejected marble statue, smooth like one too. It must have been as cold as marble, too, based on the size of it. Not that he cared. Oh, to have that much confidence. I can’t begin to imagine all the rejections I wouldn’t remember. My life could have been so different had I had just thirty per cent more confidence. I’m thirty, and my longest relationship was only a month long. To be honest, I don’t know whether that’s long enough to count in months or if ‘dates’ would be the correct measurement. Technically, we only went on six dates. Six. I roll my head back and let out a groan. I freeze when I remember where I’m standing. I can’t believe I’m thirty and I’ve never had a relationship.
By Simon George7 months ago in Chapters
🌫 Dream Logic and Sonic Fog: How Dark Ambient Disorients the Mind Into Meaning . AI-Generated.
Dreams don’t make sense—but somehow they matter. A forest becomes a stairwell. A face becomes your childhood home. You wake up not remembering what happened, but knowing something happened.
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Businesswoman Chapter 196
Loreen made the effort to keep going down the road. She felt relaxed as she switched gears and allowed the horses m of the engine roar. She looked in the mirror and noticed that no one tailed her. The black of night on the highway actually comforted her. Her arms relaxed and her mind sharpened.
By Skyler Saunders7 months ago in Chapters
Mah-e-Muhabat -part=3
Episode=3 Hanam silently followed Rashida to the room, unaware of the reason for her punishment. Her innocent heart was filled with fear, and she felt pain on her cheeks where marks had appeared. Would fate teach her the meaning of "Vani" or would she create a new history?
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Boxed In: Trapped in the Dark
I was drifting through a dream of peaceful nothingness. The kind of comfortable sleep reserved for vacations and lazy Sunday mornings. A cool breeze ruffled over my shoulders and beckoned to me. I rolled over to snuggle in closer to Ryan to soak in his body heat but he no longer was there. I sat up to look for him, but my eyes wouldn't open. As though sewn shut, the lids refused to budge. I tried to call for him, but my mouth wouldn't open, my lips stuck together. I have had this nightmare before, in the in-between moments when sleep refuses to loosen its grip on me. That's all this is….
By A. J. Schoenfeld7 months ago in Chapters
The Reflection Room
The Reflection Room by haris khan The first time Noah saw the mirror, it didn’t reflect him at all. He had been dared by two classmates to sneak into the abandoned south wing of Carter High, a part of the building sealed off since a fire years ago. The hallways smelled of mold and old paint. Locker doors hung crooked on their hinges, and crumpled pages of forgotten yearbooks littered the floors. But the room at the end of the corridor—the one behind the warped double doors—was untouched.
By Muhammad Haris khan afridi7 months ago in Chapters
Mambang ~ Animistic Spirit
In Malay animistic traditions, before the rise of religions, the world was teeming with spirits known as Mambang. These were not demons, nor were they mere ghosts. They were elemental, celestial, and deeply revered—guardians of places, thresholds, and emotions.
By Black Vanilla7 months ago in Chapters
Businesswoman Chapter 193
In the middle of the summer, Loreen listened about Santa Claus. “These tariffs are going to upset Christmas,” Ferdinand Sanchez yelped. He owned Go Start Toy Co. He looked put together for his fifty-three years. Across his desk, Loreen sat in a plum business suit with a golden broach. She felt like her tongue was clued to her mouth. She wanted to hear him speak.
By Skyler Saunders7 months ago in Chapters
