Latest Stories
Most recently published stories in Fiction.
The Selected
“Dusk in nearly upon us,” slices my father’s commanding voice, through the balmy, mid-summer air. I perceive a quickening in the movements surrounding me and a tangible escalation of anticipation. Is it excitement they feel? We were getting closer, and tonight would have been the night. Our first significant contact. Deep within my belly, I feel nothing but dread, as time drags toward the moment he will realize. I have sabotaged it all.
By Cara Sharp5 years ago in Fiction
The Intern
He wore my face in a clumsy expression, with eyes that lingered on the floor and an intern’s meager voice that echoed off the walls built on tradition and nepotism. Their wings clipped by the room’s noise of fashion degrees and wealthy parents, his words stumbled, then fell from his tongue in my familiar way and landed squarely on the meeting table. The table’s selection of tailor’s shears and fine fabrics became macabre instruments of a post-mortem examination on those words that died the moment they left his throat. They might have buried them on the spot, another intern’s corpse beneath the corporate floorboards, had the central London, Savile Row address not been too rich for his blood.
By Nathan Hutchins5 years ago in Fiction
Just Let Me Die Here (A Serialized Novel) 20
The morning sun hits the mountains outside my window. What I thought was beautiful just a day ago is now a harsh reminder of the time that has passed since I last saw Millie. I don’t go downstairs for breakfast. I’m not hungry. I try to imagine wanting food again and my stomach churns in revolt. I feel the sick burn the back of my throat. I don’t need food. I need my daughter.
By Megan Clancy5 years ago in Fiction
Survival
The war was inevitable. Everyone saw it coming, yet nobody was able to figure out how to stop the missiles from screaming through the skies. Nobody could create peace to stop death. The only ones that still slept were the nuclear missiles. It seemed the only thing anyone could agree on was the fact that the planet needed to be livable for when the war was over.
By Patrick O'Connor5 years ago in Fiction
Ella's Heart
Ella awoke cold, hungry, and afraid like always. The eight-year-old pushed her dirty blonde hair away from her face. She sat up and rubbed the sleep from her eyes hoping for a better world than the one she fell asleep in. It was not. She stood up in her mud-soaked dress gripping her dilapidated teddy bear determined to soldier on. Ella knew that she must keep walking, as she had been, for what seemed like days on end. Searching, praying, wishing she could find them.
By Sean Valinoti5 years ago in Fiction
Last Night In Sicily
The Spring sun was just peaking over the mountain bringing its warm light to the small village. A sweet breeze gently rocks the treetops. The earthy smell of fresh brewing coffee wafts from the small café that is on the piazza. The proprietor is just putting the chairs down at the outside tables.
By William King5 years ago in Fiction
Her
I had never seen such fire before. It was splattered all over her body; her fierce eyes and the way that they looked right through me. Her crooked smile that somehow compliments her straight teeth. Her restless hands and her tapping feet. The passion of her voice was infectious, and it always made me smile. I didn't care how loud she was, all I could think about was what her face would feel like in my hands. She could never know how much she truly meant to me.
By Grace Olson5 years ago in Fiction
Going home.
The moon shone brightly on the lake. She had always loved this lake, and even though, it was truly beautiful, there was something different about it. But regardless of what was different, it had always calmed the storms that brewed inside her. A flash of silver caught her eye. It must’ve been a fish, she told herself. She sat there a few more minutes when something touched her foot. It almost looked like something was swimming up to her. The moonlight must’ve been playing tricks on her eyes. No, there was definitely something in the water. It reached up and grabbed her foot. It was a split second before it pulled her in. She expected the water to be cold, but in fact it was perfect temperature. It took her a few minutes to realize she wasn’t having difficulty breathing even though the creature was still pulling her down. She tried swimming upwards back towards the shore but the creature was incredibly strong, and she was caught in a current. It felt more like a hurricane. They were headed towards a pearl castle.
By K. E. Thomas5 years ago in Fiction
