Short Story

My Name Is Unimportant
My name is Unimportant, I know it's a weird name, but it's how my parents registered me. When they were asked by the registrar, "what is their name?", they said, "their name is unimportant". The registrar took that to mean that that was my actual name. My parents didn't say anything else about it, hence my name.
By Naomi Lucas26 days ago in Fiction
Fading
This short story is about the origins of The Memory Scrambler - a powerful being that was once a young bride named Sofayna that has been used for centuries by Sithmora under the orders of Demise.
By Mel E. Furnish26 days ago in Fiction
MaBo
“Welcome to the clone distribution centre. My name is MaBo. I’ll be your assistant today. Please confirm your name and assigned region.”
By Paul Stewart26 days ago in Fiction
Documenting Dinner: Observations in the Wild
“Pass the rolls.” “In their natural habitat, the Midwestern Dinner Table, the rolls migrate clockwise, guided by instinct and mild obligation.”
By Jesse Lee27 days ago in Fiction
The Cantrell Protocol.
The first instruction asks you to confirm that you exist. Not emotionally. Administratively. You are told to gather proof. Government identification. A recent photograph. A signed affidavit from someone willing to state that you are real without hesitation. The document advises choosing a witness who does not ask questions. Doubt, it explains, delays verification.
By Test27 days ago in Fiction
When the Unseen Learns Your Name
Alex wasn’t in a hurry. After work he could take the metro, catch a bus, or walk home the mostly-straight forty-minute way.
By Erian Lin Grant27 days ago in Fiction
Aisle Seven Economics
“Tell me why this dishwasher costs eight hundred more than last year?” “Because of tariffs, Mary, and don’t let anyone pretend otherwise!”
By Anthony Chan27 days ago in Fiction
The Line Doesn’t End Where We Think It Does
“Did you mean to call, or was this just another accident?” “I don’t believe in accidents anymore.” “That’s new.” “So is hearing your voice without bracing myself.”
By Lori A. A.27 days ago in Fiction
Evac. Top Story - December 2025.
“Your attention please. May we have your attention, please. We are currently under mandatory evacuation. Please gather all your belongings and make sure that your children are with you. The last bus to the mainland will be leaving in five minutes. If you are not on the bus at that time, there will be no further transportation out. Anybody still on the island will be required to leave on foot. It is highly recommended that you leave now. The approaching storm will not be survivable.”
By David E. Perry27 days ago in Fiction
The last candle burning
The village of Elnor had always been a place of light. Nestled in a quiet valley, the townsfolk celebrated life with festivals, lanterns, and laughter that echoed from the stone-paved streets. But one winter night, the skies turned gray, the winds howled with bitterness, and a heavy darkness fell upon the land. It was not the ordinary darkness of night, but a strange, living shadow that swallowed the stars, dimmed the moon, and smothered every lamp it touched.
By Ihtisham Ulhaq27 days ago in Fiction
Pitching A Fit
“Thanks for holding the door, Sheryl.” No worries, Rachie. It’s wonderful to have you back with us again. “It’s been a while, but I’m finally back on track.”
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶27 days ago in Fiction
Message From Your Driver
“Uber for Matthew?” “Yessir, thanks. I hope you're wrapping up. This blizzard is supposed to start soon and it looks like it's already screwing with flights.”
By Matthew J. Fromm27 days ago in Fiction