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Most recently published stories in Fiction.

‘Happy’ is a five letter word
The man sat on the sidewalk as the honks of traffic and hustle and bustle of the city passed by him. He had made a home out of a roll of al-foil, a cardboard box, the clothes on his back and a dusty old duffel bag filled with his personal affairs. To the people on the street, his presence reeked of foul eggs and body odour that wretched at the back of their throats as they walked to get their morning lattes and toasted croissants.
By Kyle Dever5 years ago in Fiction
The Vaccinated
Merrion’s Errand Merrion woke up early this morning it was barely 2:30am, and while her girls were sleeping, she wanted to get down to the food distribution center before they ran out again. It would be another few weeks before they would be back. And in these times people were becoming increasingly violent. With rate of deaths from of COVAX increasing then declining and repeating this cycle with each new strain becoming deadlier over the past 4 years. Humanity seemed to be doomed. And between the crashed economy from people being forces to stay home, businesses closing, the rising death toll, failed government assistance, the destruction and looting it was not getting better. Just over 4 years into this nightmare finding running water and electricity was spotty and dangerous. One of the few aids still available were the infrequent food drop offs from Nozama Corp. A few days ago, she heard the announcement on the radio that they would be back in the area. Merrion’s youngest was sick last time, and she was desperate be one of the first in line. She checked her gear, put on her full-face mask and pulled her hoodie over her head. Merrion crept out of the barred, covered back door and secured it behind her. She checked her gun one more time before she placed it in her back above her waistline and headed out into the dark morning.
By Mariea Cobb5 years ago in Fiction
A New Dawn, A New Day
There was nothing Nix enjoyed more than watching the golden sun rise slowly over the fog, the dawn of a new day. For once, her air filter was offline and the chipped helmet was clipped to her harness next to the main and belay lines she’d used to climb to the top of The Eiffel Tower. The toxic radiation that hovered over the city in a thick green cloud lay a mere twenty stories below her dangling feet, completely obscuring what remained of the capital city of France.
By Brooke Farrar5 years ago in Fiction
Ninth strike
Silence. The whirring sound of the heart monitor could be heard clearly in the room. Manuel Thompson, the old janitor who worked in Riverbed hospital in Florida stood at the edge of the door. He watched the young girl who lay asleep on her bed, her face was devoid of any emotion. It had to be since she hadn’t laughed, cried, smiled or sneezed in four years. She was equivalent to a dead vegetable.
By Reen Magazine5 years ago in Fiction
Trapped memories
It was quiet inside the house. The storm outside receded, kept at bay by the thin wooden walls and the shards of glass that remained inside their window frames. But we had to be careful to listen - houses, I’d learned, had voices of their own. They were built to keep the world at bay, but they had their own little worlds inside; filled with creaking wood, sighing draughts, and whispering curtains. There were no people here anymore, that was true, but their lives had a strange way of echoing throughout the dwellings they’d once called home. It was my job to listen for those echoes, find their source - and silence them.
By E R Hall5 years ago in Fiction
The Scout and the Old Parish
Humanity, in constant reach of the constellations, have now grasped its core and ignited their futures. With planet earth now uninhabited; Gaea set forth on rejuvenating her surface. Lush forestry exfoliate the concrete jungle with hyacinths and hibiscus, skyscrapers became the foundation for moss groves to germ and populate.
By Burcad Badeed5 years ago in Fiction
The Torch To Freedom
The Torch to Freedom Day 1
By Zakiya Hakizimana 5 years ago in Fiction
The Draw
It happens every year. You switch, you feel, you change, you make. You never really know what you’re going to get—or who. Last year, I got Gertrude Silverback. She was motherly, soft, and generous. I made seventeen patched blankets that year and sold them for half a silver coin. The year before, it was Mr. William Woodchuck. I became very strict and formal and made my best money doing sales. Thirteen silver coins that year.
By Karilin Berrios5 years ago in Fiction
The Irony of Fate
I’m almost running to the door after seeing the USPS drone passing by my window. My hopes are fulfilled – the package is there. I start tearing frantically the padded envelope while I’m still in the driveway.
By Cristian Carstoiu5 years ago in Fiction
Dumb Luck
Looking back at that day, I never realized my future, wouldn't become my past. That day, the overcast weather, the traffic jam. Maybe it had something to add that caused my predicament.
By Chelsea Sheppard5 years ago in Fiction
Rescue Day
K walked over to the man and looked down. He wasn’t making any noise, wasn’t pleading for his life or even breathing heavy, but K could see his hand, sprawled out in front of him, opening and closing against the dirt covered concrete as if in a useless attempt to drag himself forward.
By Jason Emmitt Caudill5 years ago in Fiction
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“I have love in me the likes of which you can scarcely imagine and rage the likes of which you would not believe. If I cannot satisfy the one, I will indulge the other.”
By J. R. Lowe5 years ago in Fiction