Sci Fi
Farewell Olivia
Approximately 1500 miles to the northwest in a Montana town known as Whitefish, there was a woman named Charity that was married to some mechanic twice her age. Why she married that guy wasn’t a mystery to me; he did have money. However, I knew exactly why she had invited me over that day. She knew that I was leaving for 7 months and wanted to see me one last time before my trip. I honestly didn’t know whether or not her husband knew about our rendezvous, and I was always afraid to ask because if she said “no”, I might feel guilty about making love to her while he was away. I image that they simply have an open relationship and she likes to have sex with someone her own age sometimes. I open the door to Olivia’s house and give her a peck on the lips. Her short red hair was very shiny today; more so than usual. She smelled like peppermint. A new scented lotion maybe? I have to admit that there was always something more enjoyable about a married woman being attracted to me. I wouldn’t have been as turned-on if she were single.
By Steven Allen5 years ago in Fiction
Paywall
The metal of the pendant is cool in the palm of his hand. Jamal runs his thumb across its surface absently, helping to dull the faded edges of engraved work even further. A simple golden locket with a rose engraved on its surface; tiny lines, meant to resemble vines, he supposes, emanating from the flower are etched into the heart-shaped trinket in a somewhat intricate pattern. He knows that it had once belonged to his mother, although he was not sure where she had gotten it herself, before giving it to him once he was old enough that he was no longer allowed to live at home.
By Averie Clifton5 years ago in Fiction
Cryptid-Apocalypse
Tessa was huddled up to a coffee table in the cool basement of an old farmhouse, drawing in her journal by soft lantern light. She held her silver heart shaped locket in her fisted left hand, while concentrating on every detail she could remember of what she saw earlier that day. The locket was etched with intricately shaped flowers with two small amethyst chips embedded into the metal. The amethysts were from a summer trip where her and her family had stopped to pan for the beautiful purple stones. Her mom had them set into the locket and she gave it to her for Christmas during her senior year in high school. It was the only personal item she had and it held the only pictures of her parents, so it was her prized possession. She had found a nice replacement chain in the upstairs bedroom and gave the previous owner her heartfelt thanks. Her original one had broken a while back. Biting her lip, she flipped the page and wrote down some more details of what she had seen the day before.
By Amie Green5 years ago in Fiction
Destiny
"I love you so much. I'm going to miss you." Anya's emerald eyes fill with tears. "I'm going to miss you, too. But we both know this needs to happen this way. We'll be back together soon." Joseph wipes Anya's tears away. "I got you something." He pulls a small red box out of his coat and hands it to her.
By Casey Gibbs 5 years ago in Fiction
Reclaiming the Power
I didn’t sign up for this shit. Do you know what happens when you kill a virus that reanimates the dead and use it to make a vaccine? That’s right, it reanimates. We should have known better. Someone should have known better. But just off the heels of a third pandemic, the anti-vaxxers had learned their lesson and seemingly everyone rushed off for the untested vaccination again.
By Jay Villin5 years ago in Fiction
The Two Worlds War
“The date is December 20th 2285, this is Doctor Jane McCoy with Tech specialist Eric Petters, Tech specialist Jeffery Michaels and Tech officer Ronda Chen, we’re in an old underground military bunker in Navada. We got the old terminals up and running and found some personal logs that were encrypted on the server, the encryption was easy enough to brake, one folder is labeled Earth, the second is labeled Moon and a third which is the newest log from January 1th, 2171, the day of the accident. This is strange because no one was left alive, the colony was destroyed.
By Robert Kegel5 years ago in Fiction
Betty's Locket
Near dusk, Reverie Miles kneeled before her father’s tombstone and relived her people’s history… The Last War decimated ninety percent of the world population and left most of the planets topsoil stewing in a layer of radioactive contamination that would render the surface uninhabitable for a century. Fortunately for a few G8 countries—particularly the U.S.A.—Deep Under Ground Military Bases provided safe-haven for a percentage of the American population.
By Theo S. Klinkenberg5 years ago in Fiction





