Young Adult

The Lights Delay
The office uses motion-sensor lights. They’re supposed to save money. They’re supposed to make late shifts feel less lonely—rows of cubicles blooming with white light as you walk past, proof that the building sees you.
By V-Ink Stories22 days ago in Fiction
The Overnight Janitor Who Doesn’t Exist
I work the late shift because it’s quiet. That’s the lie I tell people, anyway. The truth is I like knowing where everyone is. During the day, the office is unpredictable—meetings popping up, people hovering, footsteps that don’t belong to anyone you can see.
By V-Ink Stories22 days ago in Fiction
The Conference Room Reflection
The glass walls are supposed to make the office feel open. During the day, they reflect light, movement, people passing by with coffee cups and half-finished conversations. At night, they turn the building into a maze of mirrors.
By V-Ink Stories22 days ago in Fiction
Day 12: Something Is Writing Back
Day 1 I woke up on a carpet that smelled like old paper and damp electricity. Yellow walls. Buzzing lights. No windows. No doors that led anywhere meaningful.
By V-Ink Stories22 days ago in Fiction
Light Starvation
FIELD NOTES — UNDATED I don’t know when I got here. Time doesn’t behave normally. My watch stopped on entry. My phone battery died before I thought to conserve it. The lights, though—those I can measure.
By V-Ink Stories22 days ago in Fiction
Someone Else’s Footsteps
RECOVERY LOG — AUTHOR UNKNOWN I don’t know who will read this. I don’t know if anyone will. I’m writing because writing fixes things in place. It gives the room's edges.
By V-Ink Stories22 days ago in Fiction
Berganashio - Chapter 26
The fangs of the sea-wolfs snapped at the totters. "The tree! Over there!" Papa yelled, as they dodged the aggressive attackers.
By Rowan Finley 23 days ago in Fiction
Love Beyond the Office Walls: A Story Based on Real Life. AI-Generated.
Story (Based on a Real Story) Some love stories are born in poetry. Others begin in offices, meeting rooms, and quiet moments between deadlines. This is one of those stories — not perfect, not dramatic, but deeply real.
By shakir hamid23 days ago in Fiction
Two Hearts, One Promise: A True Love Story That Survived Time. AI-Generated.
True love does not always arrive with fireworks, dramatic music, or perfect timing. Sometimes, it enters quietly, disguised as a simple conversation, a shared silence, or a moment you don’t recognize as life-changing until years later. This is one such story — real, imperfect, and deeply human.
By shakir hamid23 days ago in Fiction
A Little Girl-Talk
“I know what will cheer you up, Abbie... a story about the palace!” “What!?” “Oh, yeah, Frannie showed up at Temple this morning in a royal carriage. Eee he he he.”
By K.B. Silver 24 days ago in Fiction
Traditions (Chapter 4). Content Warning.
Chapter Four It was after eleven when we left the mountain, just after my mother had tried to call while Charlie and I had still been deep in discussion. I had sent a text to say we would meet them at the church, and so, after heading back down the mountain and returning to Charlie’s place, where we quickly changed, we then took a short walk to the small country church. It was only a block away from Charlie’s house and we arrived with just minutes to spare, finding my mother and Toby waiting impatiently by the front gate as other parishioners filed inside.
By Mark 'Ponyboy' Peters26 days ago in Fiction
Traditions (Chapter 3)
Chapter Three There is something comforting about having traditions in our lives, I have to admit. Something about them that gives structure to our lives. Stability. Especially when we find ourselves facing the most challenging of times.
By Mark 'Ponyboy' Peters26 days ago in Fiction