Latest Stories

Most recently published stories in Fiction.

Treasure Hunt
I opened my eyes. There was an eye right in front of mine. It wasn’t Mommy. I tried to grab her hand. The water took her away. It took a lot of them away. I saw them as I grabbed the arm outstretched beside me. I didn’t even see the arm. I just reached out and it was there. The water was churning. It was scary. The boat made the water wavy. The waves took some of them. It took a lot of them. Mommy was gone. I went under for a sec, and then she was gone. The arm next to me held me. The boat was coming. It was coming towards us.
By Lisa Poeltl5 years ago in Fiction
The Prey
The room wasn't small as such but the low ceiling made it feel somewhat suffocating. There were gaps in the rotten wooden panels but these let in no light from the adjoining rooms, and a chandelier hung still overhead, its once bronze exterior coated in rust and cobwebs.
By Charlotte Birch5 years ago in Fiction
A Walk in the Sun
The sun had not fully awoken the world making it the ideal time for Lachlan to slip out. He had done all his chores early. Despite this being his only official day off, the foreman would likely still be enraged at his absence. It was worth the risk for today he was seeing his siblings.
By James U Repstock5 years ago in Fiction
Electric
Jessica was living in two worlds. The world in her head become the place of utopia-the world around her apocalyptic. As the reality of existence was at a turning point she remained optimistic in the hope of finding her soul. It had been taken from her, in a just small encounter, it was stolen. She had but just a small heart-shaped locket to replace it.
By Sarah Cardilini5 years ago in Fiction
The Crow
Have you ever watched a baby bird learn how to fly? It’s inspiring in a way. The mother watches close by but not too close. The baby raises its wings, getting a feel for the wind, gliding in place as large gusts come and go. With little hops, the anticipation builds until the small bird finally leaps off of the branch. The mother takes off, almost as if she assumes the worst for her child, but at that last second before the point of no return, the baby bird flies. It’s that leap of faith, trusting in yourself enough to know what you’re meant to do even if it looks like you’re falling, that keeps me holding on.
By Bunny5 years ago in Fiction
A REASON TO LIVE
Growing up we had always thought that it would be some global man-made disaster or something from the outer reaches of deep space that would finish off mankind but is wasn’t any of those things. Not a zombie apocalypse or asteroid hit like in the movies. Not a rising of the seas caused by global warming to flood all our cities or a pandemic either that all the scientists warned us off. Although the seas had rose and some cities had slid beneath the waves. There had been pandemics too, but even these were not to be the architect of our demise. Man had adapted to the inevitable, new cities had been built in the skies, floated off the new coasts, Scientists had kept ahead, just, of new viruses that came and stole millions from us every decade or sp. No, it was something much smaller than that, something that man did not expect and that took billions upon billions of us, too quickly for us to stop.
By Michelle 5 years ago in Fiction
KRAKEN
Lowering his rifle, Jonathan stepped hesitantly onto the dimly lit elevator. The cab sagged and groaned with his weight, as the smell of rust filled his nostrils. With a pull of the lever on the back wall, the elevator lurched, and began its long descent into the bowels of the seemingly ancient facility. Never in his life had he seen this much Old World technology in one place, but it felt… familiar. It was just as his father had described to him, in his many stories of the Old World, before bombs fell.
By Joe 5 years ago in Fiction
Angel of the Night
As the wolves’ howl at the sea, by the moonlight, we move quietly from our resting place. She silently shifts her weight from one foot to the next, counting the strides, feeling the space in between. Sensing the midnight air on her face, feeling the depth of the risk that falls in front of her, she begins to crouch, brace and wait. Cowering in the long grass, just for a moment longer, not yet ready to run.
By Nicole Kennedy5 years ago in Fiction
The Stayers
Captain Holland was on the observation deck when the alarm sounded, a bray of static that pierced his eardrums. He swore under his breath. His heart dropped in his chest, settled in his stomach and for the first time in a long time, he prayed. He didn’t turn as O’Hare approached, intent on staring out of the long windows into the gray. O’Hare’s reflection in the glass was a ghost image, pinned next to Holland’s.
By Patricia Thorpe5 years ago in Fiction
MALEVOLENCE
It wasn't a long time ago that he remembered the sunny days and the relaxed feelings he had associated with them. Lazy days in the park, sipping a beer and watching the world unfold around him. He had been content back then, at peace with the world generally. Life had been good, he had his wife Angel and his two children, a boy and a girl. He had his career, sure it was nothing too exciting, an accountant for a local firm but he had pulled in decent money, enough to make their lives comfortable, at least. They had been happy, not wondrously ecstatically happy like in the movies - they had experienced some arguments, some disagreements - the planets hadn't always been perfectly aligned and occasionally he had felt as if he'd wanted to walk off on his own, away from it all.. but he thought any married man might occasionally feel that way - it didn't mean he'd ever seriously considered doing it. He had loved his wife and of course, his children. They had become his world and he had been glad of that. Until he found that book
By d5 years ago in Fiction
Stone Sickness
Start “Can’t you move any faster?” The scraping grinding sound became more pronounced as Peter cursed her under his breath and redoubled his efforts to drag his petrified leg across the ground. Sasha’s frantic breathing only increased her panic; her dreads flying through the air as she whipped her head left and right, desperately trying to see through the smog.
By Katie Reynolds5 years ago in Fiction
The Download
The young woman looked around breathlessly. She didn’t know where she was or how she had gotten here. Only moments ago, things had seemed so dark, but now the sun was out, and the sky was beautiful. A clear blue. She felt like she could see miles of green pastures spotted with tiny red and blue and yellow flowers. It was such a warm and welcoming summer day, so she marveled that she felt so chilly and had a constant itch in the back of her neck that she couldn’t manage to scratch.
By Justin Eichorn5 years ago in Fiction