Series

Who's the real Monsters?
Back in the vents I made a straight shot for Aunt Patty's office. She'd have a contingency plan for everyone here, including the Colonel himself. Sifting through the files I saw two with the name of Armstrong. Checking on Henry Armstrong III first to see if I can use him against the Colonel.
By Lucy Torralba5 months ago in Fiction
The River: Part 3
Peeling my eyes open seemed like the hardest thing to do in life right now. I knew I had to wake up. I remembered strong, warm hands holding me, the inhuman blue sparkling eyes, and now I felt the warmth of someone that I did not know, but also did. I could feel the soft touch of a hand on my head, slowly moving my soaking wet hair from my face.
By Alicia Lenea5 months ago in Fiction
The Golden Diary
The attic had always been a forbidden place in the house. Dusty, dim, and filled with relics that no one cared about anymore, it seemed like a graveyard of forgotten objects. Yet, one late afternoon, curiosity pulled Zara toward it. The wooden stairs creaked beneath her feet, as though warning her to turn back. But she didn’t. Something in her heart told her that there was a story hidden there, waiting for her.
By Vocal Member 5 months ago in Fiction
Hurricane - Part 1
The sky was radiant as the summer sun glistened high in the sky. With the impending storm, the bright hues of blue would soon give way to gray clouds. Then the rain would fall, and the winds would bear down on the village.
By KA Stefana 5 months ago in Fiction
The Borrowed Face. Top Story - August 2025.
Elisabetta was woken by shivers that ran up and down her spine. She found herself lying on the dew covered, lush grass. Her head was pulsing with pain. She must have hit it — why else would she hear music shimmering like bells? She was still in the forest.
By Imola Tóth5 months ago in Fiction
The Last Light
You ever notice how the worst nights don’t announce themselves? There’s no storm rolling in, no strange phone call, no flicker of the lights. Sometimes it starts with something so ordinary, you don’t even give it a second thought.
By Zidane5 months ago in Fiction
The Perfume That Changed the World: Dior Sauvage and the Psychology of Scent
The Perfume That Changed the World: Dior Sauvage and the Psychology of Scent How fragrance became an invisible weapon of luxury and desire.
By waseem khan5 months ago in Fiction
The Jackal's Shadow
The scent of rain on Parisian asphalt was the same. It was the first thing Yevgeny noticed, a sensory ghost that dragged him back to a summer of blood and terror. He stood on the Pont Neuf, hands shoved deep into the pockets of a coat that felt too thin for the autumn chill. The city of lights glittered, indifferent, a beautiful mask hiding the scars he knew were there. The memory was a film reel he couldn’t stop: the cold professionalism in the Jackal’s eyes, the feel of Gaby’s hand going limp in his, the deafening crack of the rifle shot that had missed de Gaulle but had irrevocably hit him.
By Danyal Hashmi5 months ago in Fiction
A Calming Sleep Story: The Night Train to Transylvania
The Journey Begins It was a quiet night when the train station, tucked away in the heart of the Carpathian Mountains, began to glow under the silver moonlight. The platform stood almost deserted, except for a few travelers holding their coats tighter against the gentle night breeze. The clock above the station slowly ticked toward midnight, and soon, the sound of steel wheels whispered through the valley.
By Umar Farooq5 months ago in Fiction
TUS NUA - ch 23
TUS NUA – ch 23 New Beginnings – Mia and Midnight (*)(*)(*) Mia agreed but offered the use of her phone. “There’s no use in you paying all those roaming charges for a cross-atlantic call. If you’d like privacy, come with me. You can use Aintin’s office.”
By Margaret Brennan5 months ago in Fiction
Endurance
Outside, the church parking lot has transformed into a battlefield. Splinters of rice and shredded petals dot the pavement, like wedding shrapnel, while clusters of guests loiter in uneasy, gossipy knots. A single limo idles by the curb, its door half open, engine whining in the humid June air, waiting for a bride and groom that will never appear.
By Endurance Stories5 months ago in Fiction
The Mind Of A Child
(A retelling of Alice In Wonderland which is now mine!) The Mind Of A Child Part I *Amanda* We need a good day. It’s not every day that this sweet little girl turns nine, you know. Today needs to be perfect. No bickering, yelling or carrying on allowed. My name is Amanda. I am out at the mall with my mom. She always makes sure every birthday is fun and full of adventure. Technically my birthday isn’t until tomorrow. We’re getting stuff together early. My dad is taking the day off to spend it with me. We just finished our fudge sundaes. Our seat overlooks the main floor of the mall atop a balcony where the food court is. I glance over at the cassette and VHS store next to us. I have my heart and hopes set so much on the new Thriller album. “We don’t have time today, Amanda.” My mother chimes in.
By Meredith McLarty5 months ago in Fiction