Series
Endurance
Michael's Logan Square apartment is completely silent, and he is fast asleep, sprawled over his couch. Outside, a tow truck's hydraulic whine sliced through Michael's fitful sleep. He bolted upright on his couch, empty beer bottles clattering to the floor as he stumbled to the window. Through bleary eyes, he watched his car—suspended in mid-air—being hauled away into the gray December morning.
By Endurance Stories5 months ago in Fiction
Endurance
The pounding at his door startled Michael out of a restless sleep. He'd been avoiding everyone for days, letting calls go to voicemail, responding to texts with vague excuses. He knew he couldn't hide forever, but he wasn't ready to face anyone yet—especially not after what happened with Shelly.
By Endurance Stories5 months ago in Fiction
Shadows on the Edge of Tomorrow
The train station was almost empty, except for a few scattered travelers dragging their suitcases across the cold concrete floor. The air smelled faintly of rain, and the giant clock above the platform ticked louder than usual, marking each second like a reminder that time was both a gift and a thief.
By Nadeem Shah 5 months ago in Fiction
The River and The Hills
The rooster crowed before the dawn, its voice ringing over Sindhupalchowk hills. The dawn's early light stretched over the ridges, catching the dripping leaves and transmogrifying them into tiny sparks of gold. Mist clung low in the valley, and for a moment it looked as if the whole area was still half-asleep, holding its breath until the day could really begin.
By ThrivED Solutions5 months ago in Fiction
TUS NUA - ch 24
TUS NUA – ch 24 New Beginnings – Mia and Midnight (*)(*)(*) Within minutes, they were standing outside Claire’s apartment door. “Oh, Mia, I’m so excited. I can hardly wait to have my two children back with Kieran and me.” She hesitated, then asked, “Oh, should I just walk in? Should I knock? Oh, Mia, my excitement won’t allow me to think straight.”
By Margaret Brennan5 months ago in Fiction
Memory and Desire
The steady roar of the whitewater track brings me back to the present. I zoned out while Lila was asking me. . . something. Until very recently, I would have tried to wing it, pretend I heard every word she said, then make an ass out of myself when she sets one of her traps. Always proving to everyone how smart she is. Some people say she has a chip on her shoulder. It’s more like a cinder block.
By Harper Lewis5 months ago in Fiction
Starlight Café – Part 1: Daily Life & Introductions. AI-Generated.
Chapter 1: Morning Haze The neon sign flickered pink and blue: “Starlight Café — Open 25/8.” I wiped the chrome counter again, though it had been cleaned ten times already. The smell of coffee, fried eggs, and synthetic bacon lingered like a warm fog.
By Ai.Pendrake5 months ago in Fiction
The Kindling of Night. AI-Generated.
Prologue: Shadows and Sparks Long before the Ember Realms and the Dominion of Shadows had ever met, the world existed in delicate balance. Fire ruled the south, fierce and untamed, a magic born of passion and impulse, illuminating life but capable of consuming it in moments. Shadow ruled the north, subtle and precise, a magic of patience and restraint, hiding truths and guarding secrets—but at times concealing threats as well.
By Ai.Pendrake5 months ago in Fiction
Guardians And Angels | Chapter Five | Part 19
One Some boys make every love song about them. Every single one of them, all night long, back-to-back. The Friday night before Halloween, after attending my first school dance in seventh grade with my best friend, I found out the hard way that those same boys make every sad song about them too.
By Christopher Dubbs5 months ago in Fiction
