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A Caribbean Bar Meeting A Snippet from - A Love Story
This was deemed to be a romantic meeting. Indeed it was initially. The idea of a meeting of minds with men, one would consider twentieth century tycoons. A bunch of people very close to my dear one, who was about to break the ice on his extra-marital affair. Indeed, a real love affair that had been swimming around London and Caribbean quarters for around twenty years. Inside, a secret ball until the year two thousand and fourteen. Then the ball burst. Even though, I never pulled the trigger. It was my partners choice to get our cat out of the bag.
By Black Dog Productions5 years ago in Fiction
Dear Interface
[System Entry #011819 - Earth_Human_Survey_Day_1/5] Dear Interface, Today I saw them. Not just an image of them, but real, breathing humans. They’re disgusting. Their physical form is not morphologically dissimilar to that of an ape – another species which also inhabits this planet. The humans, however, seem to have a sense of superiority – and much less hair. Of course, this isn’t new information, but to see one of them up close was still astonishing nevertheless.
By J. R. Lowe5 years ago in Fiction
Always Follow Your Heart Shaped Locket
The world Ash woke into was washed out and grey. What color there was had become largely faded from use, and here was no music, and only occasional laughter. It was a world of hard work and survival. The sound of the wind could be heard blowing around the eves of the building. The sun was creeping in through the windows as the morning dawned, but the sun was muted as well. No matter how brightly it burned in the sky, it's light could never fully penetrate the eternal haze that always hung in the sky, and irritated the worker's noses and throats.
By Zakary David Reif5 years ago in Fiction
BRALLON FOREVER
Brendon and Dallon have been going out together for a few months now and they decided to get married Brendon decided to ask Dallon he said babe i need to go get something from the shops do you need anything from the store and Dallon said no babe it is ok and Brendon said ok I will be back soon and with that he left and went to the mall little did Dallon know that Brendon was getting an engagement ring for Dallon and he just thought that Brendon was getting some groceries they needed.
By Nell Dennewad5 years ago in Fiction
Feathered Hope
First quarter, waxing gibbous, full moon. Lady Luna watches from the sky as she always has. The phases are only perceived from the planet, of course. A person standing on the Moon sees the same phases, in reverse order, on the glowing blue planet below.
By Krystal M Thompson5 years ago in Fiction
Fallout
It was her seventeenth birthday. She looked at her phone: 4pm exactly. Her face fell. Her best friend was right; this was a practical joke. She wondered if the cruel video of her standing in a park looking like a dork would be seen by everybody at school.
By Jason Goldtrap5 years ago in Fiction
After the Flood
The world didn’t end with war or viruses or alien invasion. There was no fires and brimstone, or the arrival of four horsemen announcing certain doom, as the world simply ended in water – major earthquakes under the oceans caused the tectonic plates to sink and the oceans to rise. Coastal cities sank in minutes, mainland suck in hours, while those lucky enough to live on the higher regions had days. Still, humanity stood no chance in surviving.
By Jayden Blue5 years ago in Fiction
The Locket Society
The locket clinks to the floor as it falls out of her cold, dead hands. She lay there, motionless, blank stare in her eyes. She brings my body count up to 367,892. I put my gloves on to retrieve the locket and put it back in its case. I don’t want to have to keep killing innocent people like this, but I was chosen, so I must fulfill my duties.
By Isabella Gurley5 years ago in Fiction
The Strength
As the sun started to sink, Garreth De’Zairo and his cousin Lukius De’Zairo rode up to a cluster of standing stones that were covered in ivy. Garreth removed his helmet and ran a hand through his sweaty sliver-white hair. There is no way this is the place, he thought to himself. He dismounted, landing on the ground with a loud thud and the clanking of armour. The feel of his hair standing on end caused a shiver down Garreth’s back. He reached up, working his fingers around his bronze ribbed horns, and flattening his hair back to normal.
By Valarie Graham5 years ago in Fiction
