Holiday

What happens at Sea…
What did I just see? Ethan wonders and peeks around the corner again. But the two cruise ship attendants had already disappeared behind an ‘employees only’ door.
By Heather Zieffle 2 years ago in Fiction
A town called Raymond
The address written on the note said 153 Larkin Street. A street in San Francisco, between the Civic Centre and the Pioneer Monument. Or so I thought. San Francisco. City of earthquakes and Alcatraz, Dirty Harry and Chinatown. Cable Cars, barking sea lions, and the heart-stopping tall towers of the Golden Gate Bridge. I just couldn’t wait. 18 years old and the whole city awaited. A six-month stay before I started Uni. Six months away from Mum and Dad and my horrid sisters and brothers.
By Raymond G. Taylor2 years ago in Fiction
**The Vanishing Legacy**
It had been ten years since the last time the Morrison family had been together. The day they had scattered was etched in their memories like a scar—an argument that left wounds deeper than any of them realized. It was the day their grandparents, Henry and Evelyn Morrison, disappeared without a trace.
By Abbas2 years ago in Fiction
**Night Watch**
Lucas had always considered himself an ordinary man with an unremarkable job. For the past 15 years, he'd worked as a night security guard at the Sterling Museum of Art. He enjoyed the quiet, the solitude, and the way the artworks seemed to change personalities in the stillness of the night.
By Abbas2 years ago in Fiction
**The Year of the Sea**
The salty wind whipped against Elias’s weathered face as he stood on the deck of *The Wandering Star*, the ship that was now both his prison and his sanctuary. The horizon stretched endlessly around him, an unbroken line of blue that mirrored the emptiness inside him. He had been banished to the sea for a year, sentenced by his own crew to atone for the crimes that weighed heavily on his soul.
By Abbas2 years ago in Fiction
**The Stranger in the Rain**
It was one of those dreary afternoons in Islamabad, where the sky was a heavy shade of gray, and the air hung thick with humidity. I had spent the day running errands, and by the time I left the last store, the rain had begun to fall. It wasn’t the gentle drizzle that sometimes cooled the city; this was a torrential downpour that blurred the world into indistinct shapes.
By Abbas2 years ago in Fiction
Abyssopelagic. Top Story - August 2024.
“HELPPPP!! SOMEBODY, PLEASE HELP!! SHE FELL INTO THE WATER!! SHE DOESN’T KNOW HOW TO SWIM!! PLEASE HELPPPP!!!” ~~~~~ “Ugh, there you are! I’ve been looking all over for you!”
By Dharrsheena Raja Segarran2 years ago in Fiction
The Independent Heart
Once upon a time, in a bustling city known for its shimmering skyline and relentless energy, there lived a young woman named Amara. She was the epitome of independence, admired by all who knew her. With her sharp intellect, successful career, and undeniable charisma, Amara had it all—except for one thing: love.
By JustLily2 years ago in Fiction
A Love Beyond Time . AI-Generated.
In a quaint village shrouded in eternal twilight, there lived a man named Victor Malgrave. His life, like the flickering light of a lantern, cast long shadows upon his heart, shadows filled with longing for a love he believed was lost to the winds of time.
By harish2 years ago in Fiction
The Summer We Found Ourselves
It was the summer before senior year, the last real summer of freedom before life would start pulling us in a million different directions. My best friend, Jenny, and I had spent every break together since we were kids, but this one felt different. It wasn’t just about the countdown to graduation or the looming decisions about college and careers. There was a restlessness in the air, like something big was about to happen, and neither of us could shake the feeling that this summer would change everything.
By RK2 years ago in Fiction
The Secret Beneath the Lighthouse
The town of Cliffside had always been known for its picturesque harbor and the iconic lighthouse that stood sentinel over the rocky shore. But to those who knew the town’s history, the lighthouse was more than just a beacon—it was a vessel of hidden secrets.
By Aamina tariq2 years ago in Fiction
OUIJA games on the high seas 👻
The six friends had not seen each other for two years after graduating college. Jobs, relationships and responsibilities had kept them all extremely occupied, leaving barely any time for socializing with one another. Only a few phone calls had kept them all in touch and even those had been cryptic at best.
By Novel Allen2 years ago in Fiction