Microfiction
The Forest of the Forgotten
The Council of Shadows met in the hollow of an ancient oak tree so massive that its interior could house a dozen people comfortably. Amnity had been here only twice before—once when she'd first been recognized as a healer worthy of official notice, and once when she'd requested permission to gather rare ingredients from the protected groves. Both times, the experience had left her feeling small and overwhelmed by the weight of tradition and authority that seemed to seep from the very walls.
By Parsley Rose 5 months ago in Fiction
Dear Ouija Enthusiasts. Top Story - September 2025.
Dear Ouija Enthusiasts (humans), Halloween season is upon us, and as usual, many of you fools will venture upon Ouija encounters. While my comrades and I have no objections, due to last season's hike in spirit board related fatalities, we decided to put our thirst for naive souls aside momentarily and issue a one-time set of guidelines, outlining specific dos and don'ts, followed by a non-exhaustive list of repercussions for adamant opposers.
By Marilyn Glover5 months ago in Fiction
The Morgue That Dreams
Author’s Note: This story is part of a haunted archive. RN #74 files dreams from the morgue, vending machines dispense second chances, and Lilo hands out candy to the living. Every image is ceremonial. Every glitch in time is a portal.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 5 months ago in Fiction
RN #74: Vitals in the Veil
When the hospital closed Ward 7B, they said it was haunted. They weren’t wrong. RN #74 never clocked out. She walks the halls with Lilo, a five-year-old patient who died under her care. Together, they tend to the living and the dead administering ghost doses, dropping candy from vending machines, and filling trash cans with spectral sweets. This haunted letter is a dispatch from the veil, where care never ends and kindness still flickers in the dark.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 5 months ago in Fiction
I've Always Been Near . Top Story - September 2025.
Thank you for inviting me to your Unofficial Vocal Challenge, RHC! Greetings, sweet morsel. You've never seen me before, but I know you quite well. I have been with you for 2 years, 11 months, and 28 days. You haven't bothered to notice, but our third anniversary is coming, right along with your mother's death. But I've watched you since the day you were born. Before mummy wasn't there to protect you...I was always near.
By Hope Martin5 months ago in Fiction
Up to Her Old Tricks
The man's erection was wilting, and panic was starting to set in around his eyes. He mumbled behind the gag. It was unintelligible, but it was probably something like help or I don't like this. Let me go, that was another one. This is a bit too weird for me, love. Are you listening? I said let me go, you bitch!
By L.C. Schäfer5 months ago in Fiction
5 Minute Romance: The Ski Lift
Anita skated forward clumsily towards the dip in the snow. She heard the grind of the ski lift’s overhead gears and watched anxiously as the chair in front whumped against the skiers before her. This was it, her first time taking the lift by herself. Memories of her first attempt last season resurfaced, warming her skin with embarrassment. She hadn’t been prepared for the lift’s speed and how it knocked her feet out from underneath her. Her skis had gone flying. Everything had to be stopped for several minutes.
By Valerie Taylor5 months ago in Fiction
