Satire
Yippie-kay-yay, Mother Crustacean
It all started one fateful day when I was searching the Great Coral for interesting trinkets to show my mother and father. I happened across something so intriguing that I had to fight a literal frogfish. You don't know what a frogfish looks like? Well, brother, you're in for a shock. They don't actually look like frogs at all—and they're nasty omnivores.
By Paul Stewart5 months ago in Fiction
Chalupa Gangsta . Content Warning.
It was a large barrel. That was he thought has he stared down the gun. He wasn't sure, how longit would be, but not this big. The pimply kid behind the counter looked less than 16 years old. The kid was stoned faced, as if this wasn’t his first rodeo but Matt doubted that. This kid had almost a marine level of control under his belt.
By Kasey Renee6 months ago in Fiction
The Room Number
The Room Number – Part 1 I didn’t come to the coast looking for trouble. I came to forget. The hotel was everything the brochure promised — marble lobby, sweeping ocean views, and the kind of staff who smiled without actually looking at you. I’d booked a junior suite for the weekend, just me, my camera, and the sound of the sea.
By Shakespeare Jr6 months ago in Fiction
Whispers Between Frost and Bloom
By [Masih ullah] They say the forest speaks, but only between seasons. At the edge of Elowen Wood, where snow still clings to the roots and buds tremble in the hush of late winter, the villagers dare not tread. Not in the gap days—those few, quiet hours where winter still breathes, and spring has just begun to stir. The old folk call it the Whispering. The children call it nonsense. And every year, one wanderer listens.
By Masih Ullah6 months ago in Fiction
