Psychological

A Shadow's Grip
You hear it, don’t you? The voice outside of reason. The voice emanating from the corner where nothing should be. You decide to check it out. Unsurprisingly, your reasoning is correct. Nothing waits for you in the shadows, but the voice is still there. Taunting you.
By Josh Ripperger10 months ago in Fiction
Plot Twist. Runner-Up in 500 Word Shockwave Challenge.
Kate sipped from her overfull margarita, trying to keep the liquid from spilling over the edge. The first round of speed dating was about to begin.
By Raistlin Allen10 months ago in Fiction
Interested Telugu Boy And Not Interested Kerala Girl - 3
It's been three weeks since you left... and honestly, a lot has changed—inside me, around me. I thought I’d forget you. I told myself, "It was just a passing moment, an attraction, nothing more." But… I was wrong. I thought about you every single day. At first, I tried not to. I dove into work. Told myself, "It’s okay, she won’t come back, move on." But deep down, I wasn’t ready to forget. Not even close. It wasn’t just attraction—it was you. But we barely spoke. We didn’t even have much of a moment. That’s what surprised me. It wasn't about time or words. It was about how I felt when I saw you, when you smiled, even from far away. I didn’t know it then, but something in me clicked. It’s like… even without a full conversation, you became a part of my thoughts. A gentle presence that I carried every day. 🌸 But you never said anything… I wanted to. So many times. But I was unsure… scared maybe. You seemed too good, too perfect in your little world. And me? I was just a guy trying to figure life out. I thought maybe I’d mess it up, or worse—maybe you’d never look at me that way. So you left? Not exactly. My friends said, "Forget her." Some even said, "Change your job. Start fresh." So I did. I switched jobs, tried to focus. But guess what? Every morning I’d wake up and still think of you. In the middle of meetings, I’d zone out wondering if you were okay, where you were, if you ever thought of me, even once. 💭 That’s sweet… but also sad. It was both. I tried to hide it, act normal. But inside, I was missing something. Someone. You. So what happened next? On March 28th… I saw you. After three weeks. At first, I didn’t even realize it was you. You walked by, and something inside me froze. When I turned and realized it was you, I felt like time stopped. I didn’t know what to do. My heart was racing. 💓 You didn’t say anything… I couldn’t. I just stared, like a fool. Waiting… hoping. But you looked away. And your friend? She whispered something to you. You smiled a little, then walked away. It crushed me. I didn’t even know why it hurt so much. Maybe because I realized how much I actually cared. You cared? More than I understood. That’s what love is, isn’t it? Sometimes we don’t see it coming. Sometimes we try to deny it. But it stays with us… quietly, like a whisper. That’s what you became to me. A beautiful, unforgettable whisper in my life. 💌 And now? Now I’m not afraid to say it. You mean more to me than I can explain in fancy words. I’m not here to pressure you. I’m just being honest. If there’s even a small part of your heart that felt something—anything—when you saw me, I’d love the chance to know you. To really know you. What if I say I’m not sure? Then I’ll wait. Not forever, but for a while. Because good things take time, and you are worth waiting for. And if you ever feel even the slightest bit of what I feel… I hope you’ll let me in. Even just a little. 🕊️ And if I don’t? Then I’ll still be grateful I met you. Because some people walk into your life and make you feel more alive in three seconds than others do in years. That was you. And whether we’re something or nothing… you’ve already left a beautiful mark on me. ❤️ You’re really something, you know that? Only because you made me feel something real. I don’t know what the future holds, but if it has you in it, even just as a friend, that’s more than enough to make it bright. 🌟
By PR Sagar10 months ago in Fiction
Lake of Blood: A Warrior’s Final Reckoning
The world above had long since forgotten the deep, uncharted caverns that lay beneath. A place where light dared not tread, and where the echoes of the past whispered like ghosts among the jagged stones. It was a realm where no living soul ventured, for fear of what might emerge from the shadows. Yet, in the darkest reaches of the earth, a figure stirred.
By Abdul Wahab10 months ago in Fiction
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By Sazia Afreen Sumi10 months ago in Fiction
"A Life in Reverse"
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By S.M.Alam Rashid 10 months ago in Fiction
The Hunt. Content Warning.
The dead deer bounced on his shoulder every step down the trail, it's blood dripped on him, his shoulder neck and back had started to ache, he shifted the dead weight and trudged on down the uneven trail.
By Elliot Davison10 months ago in Fiction
In The President's Basement. Content Warning.
"911. What is your emergency?" "Help me! Help me! She's going to...AAAHHHHH!" The sound of a thump and glass breaking cuts off the panicked woman's scream. Then silence.
By Alexandria Stanwyck10 months ago in Fiction
The Dead Man’s Switch - The Last Command
0530 UTC, T -30 minutes to Go/No-Go Check Every morning, Commander Kellan Scott woke up knowing he could end the world. Fingers shaking, he unzipped his sleeping bag, kicked off the wall, and glided to the viewport in his ISS quarters.
By Sandor Szabo10 months ago in Fiction
Kiwi Beyond the Cage 019
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By yu ren Ye10 months ago in Fiction
Dark Roast. Top Story - April 2025.
For Belle's Challenge (Entry No. 2): Who the hell let him in here? I was not planning on having my breakfast interrupted by anyone I knew, much less him. But, here I was, right after my run – fourth for the week (okay, third) – sitting in a local café and seeing his face on the same set of seats I would use to finish up a large black coffee before heading home. It was not busy for a Sunday morning – the best time for a run – and I was happy to feel the caffeine and heat flowing through my chilled body. I also had a sandwich to go, but I would have finished it before I got home. That was the plan.
By Kendall Defoe 10 months ago in Fiction
Looking back on a hazy day
Looking back on a hazy day It was Monday, wait, no, it was Tuesday. But there was a Monday feel about it, getting back to the routine, filling the fridge again and so on. As I walked into the coffee shop all the positive vibe and enthusiasm I had felt in my body seemed to leave me all at once, as I saw his face. In that instant I knew it was over.
By Paula Smith10 months ago in Fiction