Short Story

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
The Masseuse
"Good afternoon. My name is Tyler. You must be Aisha," said a tall, chocolate-covered man with a bright, welcoming smile. His carefully groomed goatee accentuated his strong jawline softened by deep dimples.
By Zakiyah Bradford27 days ago in Fiction
Ashes, Ashes. Content Warning.
”I see you’ve been emailing Lila.” “What?” “Give me your goddamn phone.” “There’s nothing on there.” “I know. I read Lila’s instructions for covering your tracks in case ‘that army of bitches puts their heads together.’ The army of bitches put our heads together. When you finish explaining exactly how long you and Lila have been fucking, you can pack your shit and get out.”
By Harper Lewis27 days ago in Fiction
Through the Fog of You. AI-Generated.
Obscured lights flicker through the rain-slick streets. The sound of footsteps echo faintly, splashing through puddles. Everything feels suspended, as if the city itself hesitates between breath and exhale. I feel his presence before I see him, a shadow dancing along the periphery of memory, brushing against my shoulder in the quiet hum of nostalgia.
By luna hart27 days ago in Fiction
Every Clock Stopped at 4:17 — And No One Knew Why
Every clock in the shop stopped at exactly 4:17. Not one second before. Not one second after. No one noticed at first.
By Mudasir Hakeemi 28 days ago in Fiction
Moving South.
The British Heart Foundation van arrived just after nine, its engine low and steady on the quiet street. She had left the sofa, the chair she never liked, the fridge, the kettle, and the television on the driveway. The workers lifted each item carefully into the back of the van. She watched them in silence, each familiar object disappearing into a white cube of a van. By the time it drove away, the flat felt empty, almost unreal, but lighter.
By Test28 days ago in Fiction
Stay
Felicity almost didn’t unlock the door. She stood on the porch with her suitcase tipped awkwardly on one wheel, rain dripping down her face, the key warm and faintly damp in her palm.
By Emilie Turner28 days ago in Fiction
Reflected in Infinity
Today is observed in Christian Tradition as the Feast of the Holy Innocents - we observe the beauty of innocence this Yuletide.
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin28 days ago in Fiction
Vertigo at the Corporate Summit
Jenny was standing on a swivel chair trying to pin the new Financial Projection Chart banner on the conference wall when David called up to her. “So you think we’ll get this presentation chart finished in time before the Board of Directors get back from their golf trip?”
By Fathi Jalil28 days ago in Fiction
Introduction
Life isn’t always a straight line. Sometimes, we sprint ahead only to realize we need a moment to catch our breath, reassess, and rethink. That pause, often seen as a setback, can actually be the most powerful catalyst for growth. Stepping back doesn’t mean you’re failing—it means you’re preparing to leap further than before.
By olxia10 28 days ago in Fiction
I’ll Explain This Later
I’ll explain this later—why I kept my coat on inside the house, why the room felt colder after you left than it ever did in winter. There was a reason, I tell myself, something orderly and sensible, but all I can remember now is the sound of the door closing and how the air seemed to rearrange itself afterward.
By Jhon smith28 days ago in Fiction