Latest Stories

Most recently published stories in Fiction.

Perfume Vial
“collecting memories?” My younger sister Mia said pointing to the perfume vial in my hand. “it’s a perfume vial” “oh harry and Dumbledore stored memories in that”
By Shabnam Yousuf5 years ago in Fiction
Doomsday Diary
Nature’s bliss. The vivid green vines slithered around the dilapidated structures of buildings. Fragmented stone. Inconsequential rubble. Resplendent trees extending gracefully for the sky. The sky. An enthralling canvas, rich blue it was painted. Abstract shaped clouds suspended amongst it. Dew droplets and blossoming flowers scented the air. The appeasing wind stroking her hairs. Alone she walked through nature’s bliss. Not to stray too far from the rebirthing society of humans. Although, their presence extraordinarily unfamiliar. Too unfamiliar after the lonely atmosphere she’d been compelled to live in.
By Lillian 5 years ago in Fiction
A Heavy Price
Just a week ago there were four of us, a small band of survivors in the dissolving mess of this town, Kyle and his girlfriend were the first to fall. Kyle openly carrying a rifle was taken down by two shots to the chest, Katie was killed moments later as she tried to save Kyle from the inevitable. Both held hands as they bled to death together, Josh was captured by the killers, a gang of thugs who had no trouble overpowering Josh. Binding his hands and feet they took him away to their hideout to torture and eventually kill him when they got bored of toying with him. Had I left the safety of the house we had ventured out from then my fate would have been little different but in their delight at finding someone to slowly torture to death they didn’t suspect anyone else was watching. While they took Josh away with them, rage consumed me and I became something very different in this abandoned and hopeless world.
By Peter Harrison5 years ago in Fiction
Gone Days
She stared through the dark hole. Whenever the clouds cleared overhead, she spied the littered sky with tiny... Tiny—what’s the word? She squinted in the dark as she lay on a half charred, spring-barred mattress upon a broken bed; bathed in little moonlight.
By AveA5 years ago in Fiction
Forty
‘Forty.’ Carrie whispered, as the clock hit 12:01. Her utterance echoing in the empty, black living room. Sinking into the cushioning of her weathered leather couch, Carrie cradled her new born against her chest. Willing its little eyes to close, little lungs to quiet and begged for sleep to render it still. As she looked upon the red face of her shrieking baby it was that word, Forty, pounding in her ears like the thundering beats of a heavy metal song.
By Claire R5 years ago in Fiction
The Bone Trees
Marriane woke to the wind whistling through the bone trees. See when trees died, sometimes they left their skeletons behind, branches reaching into the heavens, paused where they had been when the tree finally gave out. The wind rushing through them made eerie noises as if they spoke through the night.
By Jessica Lewis 5 years ago in Fiction
High school daze
there were six of us always together in high school. Good times for all;trouble for all. I was the unofficial leader of the group. My best friend was Dawn. She lived on the road behind me. We were together about every day.
By Margaret pickens5 years ago in Fiction
Mortal Fragments
The year is 2052. The human condition has been ripped from the inhabitants of planet Earth. Wildlife has ceased to exist, and humanity has undergone a huge shift in understanding their own mortality. We knew it was coming, but we could never have predicted the extent to which our lives would be irreparably altered. Forgive me for the scientific babble that comes next, but you need to understand exactly how this happened so you may be able to prevent it happening again.
By Jason Mac Nicol5 years ago in Fiction
Precinct 314
Brilliant rays of light tap dance atop beautiful skyscrapers as they graze the heavenly skies. Millions of people, cars, birds, bugs scurry beneath this magnificent show offered to them by nature. Unassuming. Unaware, expecting the performance to repeat itself every day without any compensation or reciprocation. No one realizing, no one expecting, that this brilliant performance was taking its final bow.
By Shawnda Christiansen5 years ago in Fiction
Bernice Breaks a Wall
Bernice shivered and pulled her bearskin hood tight against her smooth head. Jack appeared in the doorway of the abandoned house they were plundering, “Found anything yet?”
By Ramona Rhae5 years ago in Fiction
Endless Summer
Derek opens the heart-shaped locket and spits into it. His reaction is so forceful, spray hits me in the face. ‘Oh!’ I exclaim, taking a step backward. He closes the locket and saliva oozes out the sides, dripping to the floor. There is no shame on his furious face as he dangles the token of love between us. He yells with an intensity that turns his face red. ‘That is literally what you did to me!’
By Jay Bird5 years ago in Fiction
Hiraeth
Was it possible to grieve for someone you never knew? Farren didn’t know what it was like to grieve, it so rarely happened now, but here in her hands was someone’s whole life. A worn, cracked book and a heart shaped locket. Two plain objects that hummed with life so powerful that she could practically see the words on the page melting into images, far more detailed than the holograms that hovered behind her.
By Imi Rafferty 5 years ago in Fiction