Microfiction

368 Unfinished Business
It was true that Bailey Batt, my best friend, had ruined my life. He had seduced my fiancée whom I had been with for seven years. In less than three months they were married.
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Fiction
Game on Bitch!
Panicked, I viewed the open spots. What should I do? Where do I go? Nowhere to hide! So much depends on this! Cred with my peers. Bragging rights as a guy. If I lose this my reputation will be trashed!
By Andrew C McDonaldabout a year ago in Fiction
Ho, Ho, Ho. Content Warning.
The family were all tucked up in bed. Sheets freshly washed. Children dutifully scrubbed and wearing new pyjamas. Everyone had long since succumbed to sleep. Wrung out. The children with anticipation, and the grown-ups with ordinary exhaustion.
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Fiction
Businesswoman Chapter 3. Top Story - January 2025.
When one of the hard hats had finally been distributed, Loreen knew she had to affix it right in consideration of her hair. She knew both safety and vanity. Two other women and three men walked behind her at the construction site.
By Skyler Saundersabout a year ago in Fiction
The Secret in the Lock
Master Yao has been running a key stall at the intersection for ten years, witnessing all sorts of people and strange events. However, the person and event he encountered one day were truly unforgettable.
By John Bruceabout a year ago in Fiction
Going Down?. Top Story - January 2025.
They used to call them cages, did you know that? Probably because that's what they looked like, all metal bars. It's still a good name for them. The way you feel inside. Trapped. Isolated.
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Fiction
The Waiting Car
Outside there is a car waiting. It has been there since I can remember, probably longer. There is no driver. It doesn't need one.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred about a year ago in Fiction
God for a Minute
Music filled the air around as bass shook the Earth. She was dressed like an angel, the shape of her body outlined in soft white light. Feathered wings glistened beneath lasers that illuminated the sky.
By Bradley Ramseyabout a year ago in Fiction
American refugee
It started with an earthquake, a sharp jolt that took forever to stop shaking and rolling, and then nothing…but car horn alarms outside the house and in the neighborhood. The mother gathered her two children and went outside in case there were more aftershock quakes. Later news reports indicated that there 100 aftershocks. The immediate neighborhood was in ruins. Houses cracked open, tilted and fallen off their foundations, a nearby overpass broken and collapsed on one side so as to be unusable and blocking the road over which it crossed. People were congregating in small groups, talking and pointing to collapsed houses and overturned cars. Smoke was coming out of several houses, and flames were visible. People could be seen entering a convenience store on the corner, as well as the liquor store, and leaving with arm loads of merchandise and running away. Gunshots could be heard coming from somewhere. Things were beginning to fall apart. “Qick, you two, let’s get inside, off the street” the mother said to her two children. This neighborhood was not good to be in on a good day, let alone at night, and certainly not with the power out, and after a quake with no rescue first responders coming to save you. And that was certain, they were not coming. “ mom, we have to leave. This city is going to be a war zone by morning. We have to get out now” Tommy, the 15 year old son said.” Okay, let’s pack some clothes, warm ones and cold ones, heavy boots, a hat, towels, blankets, things for the road. We don’t know how long we will be on the road. Oh, and bottles of drinking water. And food.Don’t forget your toothbrush.” Evelyn, the mother said.
By Guy lynnabout a year ago in Fiction
The Quantum Paradox
Dr. Alina Graves stood in the middle of the Quantum Nexus, gazing at lines of code that had just broken her understanding of the universe. She had devoted her whole life to quantum physics, building a world where reality was nothing more than data processed by the immense Quantum Grid. Every human thought, action, and emotion existed as mere inputs and outputs in a system too vast for any single mind to comprehend—except hers.
By Usman Zafarabout a year ago in Fiction
The Lost Symbol
It started with an unmarked envelope tucked into my mailbox. At first glance, it seemed harmless—aged parchment, no return address, just my name scrawled in hurried penmanship. Yet, as I opened it, my pulse quickened. Inside was a single sheet of paper bearing a cryptic symbol, one that I had seen before only in my nightmares—a strange, intertwined pattern, part serpent, part flame, with an eye embedded in its core. Beneath it, in trembling ink, was written: "The truth lies in the forgotten."
By Jamesabout a year ago in Fiction
There Ain't No Point in Tellin' 'Em
Some of us ended up here as punishment. Some of us chose to descend to the lowest level of filth and muck to dig others out.
By C. Rommial Butlerabout a year ago in Fiction