Microfiction

The Great Cheese Caper
Once upon a time in the quaint little village of Cheddarton, there lived a mischievous bunch of mice with an insatiable love for cheese. Led by their fearless leader, Sir Squeaks-a-lot, these furry fiends were always plotting their next cheesy escapade.
By Ibrohim2 years ago in Fiction
Released
The steady rumble of an engine eased her back to consciousness, but the harsh vibrations of her body against an unforgiving surface jolted her back to reality. Anna’s eyes shot open to darkness. Complete darkness. Panic spread through her veins like wildfire. She tried to move, but her arms and legs refused. She struggled against her restraints until her wrists and ankles burned in desperation. A sudden jerk forced her head to hit the floor, knocking a memory loose. The image of a man standing in the dim lighting of the dingy parking garage flashed before her. Anna didn’t recognize him. He was wearing a black ski mask, but his icy blue eyes pierced through her, even now in her mind.
By Alyssa Musso2 years ago in Fiction
Everything Green
Green, green, green. So much green. Of all shades, from pale mint to deep emerald. It’s astonishing how many variations of this color exist and are placed on the vast canvas before me.
By Amethyst Champagne2 years ago in Fiction
Quick and Cold. Top Story - February 2024.
I sat on the edge of the hard couch, the paper towel sticking to my bare bottom. The flimsy gown barely covered my nakedness. I bit my lip and fidgeted. The doctor's voice droned on. I caught words like "outpatient", "very quick", "routine", "after care". She pointed to her clipboard, going through the list of side effects and risks.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
Pretty miss trouble
“You forget where the vacuum is kept?” It was the first thing she said, glancing down pointedly at the little heap of cigarette litter. I stooped to pick up the pieces.
By Raymond G. Taylor2 years ago in Fiction
The Serum
"And you really think this will work?" Mark Denver, as CEO of a floundering pharmaceutical company, needed to hear an emphatic "Yes!" from his researchers in order to be able to sleep well again. If what they had achieved was real, then this would revolutionise obesity management in the health sector forever. And he would reap the rewards: fame, money, success. He could feel the benefits padding his life out already.
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
Lonely Girl Find Friend
Once upon a time, in a quaint little town nestled between rolling hills and lush forests, there lived a young girl named Elara. Elara had always been a bit different from the other children in the town. While they played joyfully in groups, she often found herself wandering alone, lost in her own thoughts.
By Ibrohim2 years ago in Fiction
Mount Olympus
I hear dust devils echoing with antediluvian tales. I feel sandy stings of wispy winds carrying to my wind-blown face caveats left over from distant epochs.
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
Whispers in the Rain
The door knob was turned in my hand, but the door wouldn't move. My heart crashed nervously against my chest. Stevie? What was she doing here? I called out her name, but silence only responded.
By Kageno Hoshino2 years ago in Fiction
Feathers
The other day, I plucked another feather out of the back of my hand. The first time I flew, I was five. My older brothers were supposed to walk with me when we all got off the school bus, but they ran ahead, like always. Laughing, punching each other.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
She Comes With Spring
She comes with the rising of the temperatures, the budding of the trees, and the blooming of the flowers. Gracefully, she flows into the meadows, fragrantly scenting up all around her. Calmly, she waits for some soul to join her, quietly luring them to her. She’s as ancient as time and as patient as any predator. Her beauty has met no equal, and men gladly die at her feet with a smile. She is more deadly than nightshade and more poisonous than hemlock. They call her Poison Penny, and she comes with Spring
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Fiction
They Come from Below. Top Story - March 2024. Content Warning.
“Shhh, you can’t say anything, or the monsters will get you,” his sister Emily whispered in the pitch-black room. Joseph nodded, scared if he moved his head too much, it would hear his hair rustling, but he would be quiet. He always was.
By Matthew J. Fromm2 years ago in Fiction