Microfiction
Strange Meeting
"Can I join you?" Melanie looked at the stranger and was unable to discern his features fully due to the sun's position. He had a gruff voice and a sunhat on, maybe? It was difficult to tell. She didn't want him to sit next to her but she found herself acquiescing nonetheless.
By Rachel Deeming3 years ago in Fiction
The Smiling Deer
I drove up on it in the dead of a cold winter's night. My, what a ghastly sight it was! At first, it seemed a normal deer; maybe just a little thin. But when it lifted its head to look at me, I could tell there was something off.
By Megan Baker (Left Vocal in 2023)3 years ago in Fiction
The Forgotten Key
Chapter 1: The Mysterious Chest In a small village nestled at the foot of a misty mountain range, a young girl named Lily lived a simple and quiet life. One day, while exploring the attic of her ancestral home, she stumbled upon an old wooden chest covered in dust and cobwebs. Intrigued by its mysterious appearance, Lily carefully opened the chest and discovered a small, tarnished key nestled among forgotten treasures.
By Kenneth Argüello3 years ago in Fiction
Rainbow Run: The Tale of Truffle the Squirrel
Under the emerald canopy, a tiny squirrel named Truffle discovered a glowing acorn. This wasn’t a normal acorn; it shimmered with otherworldly light. When Truffle touched it, his tiny paws sparkled. Amazed, he nibbled it, and his bushy tail exploded in colors! Everywhere Truffle scampered, a trail of vibrant rainbows followed. The forest was filled with joyous laughter and magical hues. The glowing acorn hadn’t just changed Truffle; it had brought magic and delight to his home.
By HellowellGeekNews3 years ago in Fiction
The Librarian
Morgan was a bad man. Everyday he came to the library at exactly 4pm. He always visited the horror section, reading for a few hours each day. Vianna, the Librarian, had long been curious about Morgan and his taste in books. She never hovered, just investigated what he read quite so thoroughly.
By Novel Allen3 years ago in Fiction
FADING ECHOES; BROKEN HEARTS
And I walked and walked and walked until I could no longer walk. The things that love makes you do. The sea with its rising and falling waves and the sun setting down with the gusts of wind that brushed my face every now and then—all of it mimicked a healthy conversation, a lively conversation, a joyful conversation. But alas, many things in life are not what they seem to be. My late mother used to say “Live life like you are living it the first time, Live life the way you would live it if you had another chance” To the normal brain, such a sentence would not be very comprehensible, and so it was not to me; I’m only human after all. But after all the sorrows and sufferings of this life and now the state I find myself in—dejection—do I think that one understands the philosophies of life and the profound essence of living life properly and to its fullest—or may one dare to argue, and if they do, then no wonder suicidal notes have become more common in this world all of a sudden.
By Muhammed Ahmed Imran3 years ago in Fiction
The Secrets of New York City's Underground:
New York's Hidden Underground New York City is known for its iconic skyline, but what lies beneath the surface? The answer is a vast and complex network of tunnels, pipes, and other infrastructure that keeps the city running.
By Plantera Digital Media 3 years ago in Fiction
The Enchanted Locket
Chapter 1: The Discovery Once upon a time in the quaint town of Willowbrook, there lived a young woman named Amelia. Amelia was an adventurous soul with an insatiable curiosity. She spent her days exploring the forest surrounding her village, always seeking new adventures. One day, as she ventured deeper into the woods, she stumbled upon a hidden clearing, bathed in the soft glow of the afternoon sun.
By Kenneth Argüello3 years ago in Fiction
Unravelling the Arcane Tome
In the hallowed halls of academia, where erudition reigned supreme, Dr Nathaniel Pemberton stood as a paragon of intellectual prowess. His astute mind delved into the realm of theoretical physics, striving to unravel the enigmas that perplexed lesser mortals. Perched in his lofty study, amidst a cacophony of dusty tomes and intricate equations, he yearned for a eureka moment that would thrust his name into the annals of scientific immortality.
By Mogomotsi Moremi3 years ago in Fiction
The Cat
As I lay down, drifting to sleep, my cat jumped onto the bed. Hey stinky! I yelled, then I hugged him and pet him. Suddenly, my cat bit me. This time, he wouldn’t let go. “Let go of me!” I shouted, as he still wouldn’t let go. After what seemed like an eternity, he stopped. Unbeknownst to me, that wasn’t even my cat, or at least I don’t think he was. Every so often I think as if my cat is a skin walker, especially at night when he comes on my bed and I can’t see his face, everything is a blur of darkness and I guess to myself “this is not you Panther” but skin walker or not I love my cat, and he will always be my best buddy.
By Michelle Thomas 3 years ago in Fiction



