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The Ghost Train
Chapter 7: The Conductor's Cabin Sarah's phone died shortly after the train departed the luminescent station. She pocketed it with reluctance, then retrieved her notebook and pen—old-fashioned tools for documenting an impossible journey.
By Shane D. Spear10 months ago in Fiction
Tonight For Dinner, We'll Be Serving Revenge . Honorable Mention in 500 Word Shockwave Challenge. Content Warning.
It all started when he asked me what size I was. I was taken back, but he was a friend of my father’s and he was sitting at my dining room table, which to my parents is sacred ground. So, I swallowed my need to ask him why the fuck that was any of his business and told him with a gentle smile, size 6.
By Mikayla Rose10 months ago in Fiction
Wheels of Doubt: Confessions of a Pizza Delivery Man
The night felt thick, layered with humidity and something heavier—a guilt that seeped into every breath Marcus took. The pizzeria lights dimmed behind him as he stepped outside, balancing cardboard boxes that felt heavier tonight than they ever had before. It wasn't the cheese, the crust, or the toppings; it was the weight of memory.
By Rukka Nova10 months ago in Fiction
Avengers: Doomsday 2026
As the Marvel Cinematic Universe (MCU) continues to expand, fans are eagerly speculating about the next chapter in the Avengers saga. While Marvel Studios has officially announced Avengers: The Kang Dynasty (2026) and Avengers: Secret Wars (2027) as the culmination of the Multiverse Saga, rumors and fan theories have swirled around a possible third film titled Avengers: Doomsday. Though unconfirmed, this title sparks imagination about how the MCU could tackle one of its most catastrophic threats yet. Here’s a speculative deep dive into what Avengers: Doomsday might look like if it were to hit theaters in 2026.
By Free Citizen10 months ago in Fiction
Dorm 9
It started with the bang. A crack like splitting wood echoed through the night. My eyes flew open. Pitch black. I sat up, heart thudding. The power was out—no glow from the hallway, no blinking charger light, just an all-consuming, suffocating darkness. I reached out for my phone and flicked on the flashlight. Cold blue light flooded my cramped dorm room.
By Kyle William10 months ago in Fiction
The Righteous and the Wicked.
Dotting her warped vision were tiny lights spackled across a blackened canvas — constellations representing fading memories in a mind held captive by the mind itself.
By Lamar Wiggins10 months ago in Fiction
A Cursed Choice. Content Warning.
We have your daughter. She belongs to the viridin, now. You know what we want. Hands shaking, Belgrim Dultana folded the tear-stained note, and placed it back into his pocket, over his broken heart.
By Tyrel Starnes10 months ago in Fiction
Whispers of the Ananouki
Setting: A ruined landscape beneath a fractured sky, where ancient monsters crawl from the earth and the horizon trembles with the echoes of an unseen war.
By saad ahmed10 months ago in Fiction
Shadows of my past “continued ”. Content Warning.
The night everything changed, I was in the kitchen when I heard it. A struggle, muffled voices. I rushed toward the sound, my heart pounding. By the time I got to the living room, it was too late.
By Shewrites10 months ago in Fiction
No Exit
Chapter 1: The Room He woke up on the floor. Concrete beneath him. A faint hum in the walls. The scent of metal and mildew. No windows. One door. Slightly ajar.
By Alpha Cortex10 months ago in Fiction
The Echoes Beneath Hollow Hill
Chapter 1: The Girl in the Walls The smell hit Lila first—a cloying sweetness, like rotting peaches. She pressed her sleeve to her nose and aimed her flashlight at the jagged hole in the theater’s backstage wall. The beam trembled in her grip.
By Digital Home Library by Masud Rana10 months ago in Fiction
Broken Dreams and Pony Screams. Content Warning.
It was Sunday and raining. It was April, 1822. My father was teaching me how to ride a horse through the mud. He said it was dangerous in New York for a young lady such as myself, being both beautiful and wealthy, not to know how to ride a horse. I might need to escape aggressive, or worse, peasant suitors.
By Alex H Mittelman 10 months ago in Fiction