Microfiction

Oh Babe You're So Wet
Hunkering on the damp altar, the unwitting nuptial participants blinked at each other. One flicked a lazy tongue. The priest chanted louder, the better to reach the damp ears of the rain gods.
By L.C. Schäfer8 months ago in Fiction
The Dream Thief
Introduction This tale of tails is for Laura Pruett's "The Cat And The Machine" Challenge that you can read about here:
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 8 months ago in Fiction
Moonlight and love
Stepping up to the barn, she took off her beloved crucifix which sparkled, silver, in the dying sunlight. “Take great care,” she said, as she handed it to her brother.
By Raymond G. Taylor8 months ago in Fiction
The Day Humanity Died
Story: It didn’t happen suddenly. No explosions, no alien invasions, no nuclear fallout. The end began in whispers. Not of war… but of disinterest.
By TrueVocal8 months ago in Fiction
The Theory of Enough
"You will receive everything you’ve ever wanted, as long as you stop asking why you want it" — Final clause of the User Satisfaction Agreement, Ver. 22.8.1
By E. hasan8 months ago in Fiction
One Ring, No Return
Old ghosts,new tricks--n scam and kopi at a time. ☕🍞☕🍞☕🍞☕🍞☕🍞☕🍞☕🍞☕🍞☕🍞☕🍞☕🍞☕🍞 Detective Boon Teck. Kopi shop legend in the HDB heartland of Toa Payoh, whose palette distinguished coffee grounds with panache. His mind read case files with equal clarity.
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin8 months ago in Fiction
Stabbed
Here I am bleeding out on to the pretty redbricks of the High Street, when a familiar face looms into view above me. It's pale, almost luminous, and framed by very sleek black hair. Her lips are dark, and her eyes glitter.
By L.C. Schäfer8 months ago in Fiction
Imagination
When Maya was seven, she built a castle out of couch cushions and ruled over it with a crown made from silver pipe cleaners. To the world, it was an untidy living room on a rainy afternoon, but to Maya, it was a fortress of magic and possibility. She never needed much—just a quiet corner, a spark of thought, and the freedom to let it wander.
By Nomi8 months ago in Fiction
Flirt
Introduction A Short Story Inspired By A Facebook Post From Goethepunk, which you can check out here: Flirt But who was flirting with whom?
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 8 months ago in Fiction
The Heart Algorithm
Without us, there'd be no them. 🤖🤖🤖🤖🤖🤖🤖🤖🤖🤖🤖🤖🤖🤖🤖🤖🤖🤖🤖🤖🤖🤖🤖🤖🤖🤖🤖 Jason Chan was a robotics repairman who moonlighted by creating AI art apps. A quiet recluse, others thought him aloof. It wasn't that--he simply preferred robots because they--
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin8 months ago in Fiction
The Radio That Broadcasts the Dead
The first call came at 2:07 a.m. Mara Lane, the new host of “NightPulse 103.3”, had just settled into her third week behind the mic. It was the dead hour—midnight to 4 a.m.—the time when truckers, insomniacs, and the unhinged called in with conspiracy theories and lonely thoughts. She wasn’t expecting much. She never did.
By Muhammad Sabeel8 months ago in Fiction
The Slave Who Knew the Stars
Once upon a time, in the ancient kingdom of Zaheerabad, nestled between black mountains and golden deserts, lived a Prince named Kamraan, son of the mighty King Ubaid. The Prince was fair in face and feared in sword, taught in the philosophies of men but untouched by the lives of those beneath him. The palace was carved from marble, adorned with silk and mirrors, but behind its glistening curtains brewed storms invisible to the blind.
By Muhammad Abdullah8 months ago in Fiction