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The Lure
I heaved the last trunk over the lip of the top step, staggering back with it before dropping it to the ground. I sank onto a loose cushion nearby, gasping for breath as I surveyed the damage: crates and trunks scattered across the suite, loose items draped over every bit of furniture, which was just about all askew.
By Phoenixica24about a month ago in Fiction
Guardian Angels
Akarisa stared up at the night sky, her arms tucked behind her head as she listened to the soft music drifting from the band’s practice room. She took in a deep breath, letting it out in a slow exhale, savoring the taste of the fall air on her tongue. Her eyes drifted closed as she tried to remember what fall in the sunlight had been like, before the Betrayal. Before her people, the Ayniel, guardian “angels” of humanity, had been forced into hiding.
By Phoenixica24about a month ago in Fiction
The Night the Streetlights Went Out on Willow Lane
No one on Willow Lane noticed the exact moment the streetlights went out. One minute the neighborhood was washed in its usual soft amber glow, and the next, the entire street slipped quietly into darkness — not dramatic, not sudden, just… gone. Like someone had dimmed the world with a remote.
By Thomas McCorryabout a month ago in Fiction
Affection and Healing for Yourself. Top Story - January 2026.
During the night of the last quarter moon, I gathered my ritual supplies. I carefully handled the chunk of black tourmaline that would protect me from your overall negative and narcissistic energy. I carefully walked the house with my stick of selenite in hand, asking the universe to cleanse our working space.
By Alisha Wilkins ✒️🦋🖋️about a month ago in Fiction
Beat 'Em Then Join 'Em, Friday, September 21st, 2012
“Boy! Front and center,” Anton shouted like a drill sergeant. Toby sat in the warm living room watching The Backyardigans for what must have been the 100th time when he heard his father calling him. With no cable and only three VHS tapes, what other options did he really have? His play station was broken by his mom’s new neighbor friend when they were arguing.
By Anton Mathias Heft about a month ago in Fiction



