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Most recently published stories in Fiction.
Caught between Realms
What dreams may come… a wonderful movie, inspired by an amazing novel. Within the sequences that unfold on screen or the message sequestered deep inside the book, our minds are children looking for the next adventure. Throughout the past decade, or two, or three, there have been a palethora of novels inspiring screenwriters to help on person’s creative realm, living within their mind, make the jump to screen play. The world fell in love with a shimmering vampire. Millions have become fanatics of a boy with a lightening bolt scar upon his brow.
By Jeremy James5 years ago in Fiction
The New Ones
Drip. Drip. Drip. Mae huddled in the furthest corner of the closet, surrounded by debris, old mouse droppings, and dead insects. There was a hole in the ceiling, and something was dripping on her. It was hitting the back of her head, a little to the left, then running down her neck. Icy, cold drops, like ancient Chinese water torture.
By Kari McLeese5 years ago in Fiction
The Last Act
Nobody knew what the Fire had been or where it had come from. The survivors he had encountered all had their theories. The government, aliens, terrorists. The Fire had terrified and taken indiscriminately. Two men might have been walking down the street and one of them would have disappeared in flames while the other was unscathed. None of it mattered, what did matter was that those that survived kept on living. He had been traveling for eight months now.
By Mike Saska5 years ago in Fiction
Heart Of The Storm
1- Disaster The year is 5400 AD. Earth has suffered tremendously throughout the years. 3380 years ago, Pollution from our past generations caused the atmosphere to become weak. Sulfuric Acid rain began to dump on our lands and melted everything that we created. Buildings, vehicles, and all other creations made by humans.
By Samuel Fure5 years ago in Fiction
The History Hunter
The sinkhole must have formed since I was here yesterday. Slowing my breath to listen, I won’t enter until I’m sure there are no rats. Though Opal insists they’re blind, my experience suggests otherwise. They go crazy at any sort of light, sunlight or fire. It could be the heat or the crackling sound of whatever it burns, either way they’re nasty creatures. Always in hordes of twenty or more and vicious—I’d rather not deal with rats today.
By J. M. Tompkins5 years ago in Fiction
Ashes
“It’s almost over”. That’s what I’ve been trying to tell myself repeatedly day-in and day-out, since my wife and two sons died in my arms well over a year ago from the very start of this pointless conflict. I truly think about them every single day and each time I do, I can’t help but to also remember the faces of the heartless bastards who murdered them in the name of their ‘so-called’ “Divine Savior” of a leader. My country was once considered to be one of the most powerful and feared on Earth, militarily and in terms of widespread political influence, but as I look on, all I see now are the ashes and ruins of once-thriving cities and the dead corpses of the ones I previously cared so much about.
By Timothy Horton5 years ago in Fiction
Zombie
Threegood wears a small, heart-shaped locket instead of a tie with his three piece suit. I’ve never asked him about it, because it’s not my place to ask too many questions. I don’t ask him about his name either, but for a different reason. See, my own name – that’s Prophet – my own name is also strange, and I don’t know how I got it. I’ve just always had it. What if I asked Threegood about his name, and he didn’t know either? I don’t want him to feel stupid like I am.
By Paul Harrison5 years ago in Fiction
From The Journal of General Miles
*Excerpts from a discovered journal in one of humanity’s last ‘stands’ against the Hycon hegemony. After the nuclear bombardments, it was rare for any such documentation to found nearly complete. Particularly of this quality. It is a shame the final outcome of the conflict. With less than five million specimens of the human species surviving, their continued existence remains a curiosity on the intergalactic stage.
By Timothy S Purvis5 years ago in Fiction
