Microfiction

Walls
Hank makes waves across his canvas in cobalt blue. He dapples them in white, blending them in sections to mimic the clash of sea and sky. He adds more colors. Red for sacrifice. Green for hope. And black for the terrible ache that threatens self destruction.
By Leslie Writesabout a year ago in Fiction
294 The Road Less Traveled
The proverbial fork in the road—a signpost pointing out two directions. One sign: "THE ROAD LESS TRAVELED"; the other, standard issue from the Department of Public Works: "KEEP RIGHT."
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Fiction
nanny
Hua Sao is a laid-off worker who has been looking for a job, but jobs seem to avoid her like the plague. Just when she was about to lose hope, a friend named Huang Xiaoyun came running over and said, "Hua Sao, this time you've hit the jackpot. A big shot wants to hire you as a nanny."
By John Bruceabout a year ago in Fiction
What comes from the sea
There is a saying on the forgotten island on the edge of the maps: When the fog comes in from the sea, when the darkness of the night crosses the island off the map, never open the doors.
By Dark Constellationsabout a year ago in Fiction
The Shattered Promises
Introduction: The Weight of a Broken Vow Every promise I made felt like an unbreakable bond, a sacred vow that would guide my choices. But life has a way of testing our resolve, and when I broke one of those promises, I found myself spiraling into a world of guilt and regret. This story is about my journey of facing the consequences and seeking redemption.
By Ƒนʀƙเ ฬʀเτєรabout a year ago in Fiction
Bethan's Plan
Bethan I tried to call Dave again but I knew that he wouldn't answer. I'm going to have to set an ambush. At least, I know where he lives, so I can access him, follow him. I let my anger against him and my concern for Katie fuel this craziness. It just feels like another chapter in an already torturous, twisted story.
By Rachel Deemingabout a year ago in Fiction
The Strange Case Of John Gates
I have been working in the New York police department for now almost a decade, I have never ever seen or heard about a case as bizarre as the case of John Gates, or the case of the vacuum-man as I prefer to call it. This case was no doubt the weirdest and most stirring case I ever got.
By Aadit about a year ago in Fiction
From Dusk Till Dawn: Open For Business
There was only one rule: “don’t open the door.” That’s what travelers told everyone who passed by the club known as the Titty Twister when they drove through Mexico. They say there’s a dark energy that surrounds this club and if you open the entrance door and enter then there’s a good chance that you won’t make it back out. Greg didn’t care as he parked in the lot of the Titty Twister.
By Joe Pattersonabout a year ago in Fiction
Cut! That’s a wrap!
There was only one rule: don’t open the door. It was written on poster board just above it. If you could last 24 hours and not open the door, you would win something major.
By Josey Pickeringabout a year ago in Fiction
The Forgotten City of Eldora:
Introduction: The Mysterious City Hidden for Centuries In a remote part of the world, beyond towering mountains and thick forests, lies the forgotten city of Eldora. Long buried under the sands of time, Eldora was a place of wonder, brimming with ancient magic and forgotten knowledge. Legends say it vanished without a trace, leaving behind only whispers of its existence. For centuries, scholars searched for clues to its whereabouts, but none were successful—until a brave young explorer named Aria stumbled upon an ancient map that would change everything.
By Ƒนʀƙเ ฬʀเτєรabout a year ago in Fiction
Friday's Child
Even the sweetest tempered dog will bite if you back her into a corner. Poke, nip and tease long enough. Fail to show any respect. Take advantage of her good nature, and take her loyalty for granted... and she'll show her teeth. When that happens, don't blame the dog.
By L.C. Schäferabout a year ago in Fiction
Truth - Out. Content Warning.
Luke searches Matt's face. "He pushed her," Luke states, blankly. Matt can't hold Luke's steady gaze. He just nods, his mind presenting him with a flashed moment of Mark's angry face as he lunged at Laney, and as if in slow motion, Laney's surprise as she tipped off balance, not prepared for the force of Mark's contact, and her subsequent fall.
By Rachel Deemingabout a year ago in Fiction