Top Stories
Stories in Fiction that you’ll love, handpicked by our team.
The Suitcase
I began to move closer to the double sided mirror, drawn to the distance behind her eyes. I wondered if she could see me studying her, searching for any ounce of dishonesty that would reveal the answers we longed for. Her deep blue eyes posses a compelling emptiness. Sandy’s monochromatic teal suit is stained and yet, she begins to smooth her untidy curls into a neat bun.
By Taaj Bowers 4 years ago in Fiction
The House My Social Anxiety Built
This was always her favorite part of the day. The moment just before sunrise. Ava sat on the sofa on the back porch, looking out over the beach with her coffee in hand, and watched as the stars faded from view. She loved watching how the blackness of the night sky folded back, revealing a clear, bright, blue sky in its place. She listened as the world came to life around her. The cars began to bustle— children being driven to school and people hurrying off to work— and families began flocking to the beach.
By Bree Alexander (she/her)4 years ago in Fiction
The Winchester
My boot hit the dock with an echo as I climbed down from The Winchester. This boat had been in my family for decades. My Grandfather inherited it from his Uncle who was somewhat of a family legend. Gramps would always make a whole event of telling us kids all about the great sea adventures Uncle Henry went on, and all the mysterious creatures he encountered. Gramps was a little eccentric, so we all knew to take the stories with a large grain of salt. Sea monsters were a staple of mythical folk tales around our town, so we weren't strangers to the lore, but we also knew better than to believe everything we heard.
By Ashleigh Riley4 years ago in Fiction
An Impossible Waterfall
Claire was six when the end began. She was watching a cartoon in which the humanoid animals in the cast learned valuable lessons about things like sharing and obeying your parents when the cartoon cut out and the newsman came on. She didn’t understand much of what the man was saying. He said the video they were showing was of the skies over New York city. Even at six she knew things weren’t as they were supposed to be. The video showed a crackling mass of purple and green lights. The general shape reminded her of the scab she had gotten on her knee after she fell chasing Shane from down the street, except her scab hadn’t had the strange looking tendrils coming off of it. She called for her mother, more out of annoyance with the interruption than out of concern. Her mother was immediately enraptured with the videos on the screen.
By SirCrispix4 years ago in Fiction
Into The Loch's Depths
Frigid water lapped the shore of the Loch as icy beads of rain slid down my neck, seeping through the many layers I wore to ward off the cold. An otherwise peaceful outlook; seeing the waters stretching to the horizon, the rolling green hills blending into the shoreline, the proud silhouette of Urquhart Castle standing guard over the black expanse, or at least, it would have been peaceful, except for the keen wailing being carried on the wind.
By Rachael Williams4 years ago in Fiction
He and She
****** She It was beginning to turn into an obsession. A deep, dark, six foot seven, muscular obsession. He was all I could think about. He was all I wanted. He was who I thought of before going to sleep and he was the first thing I thought of in the morning. I dreamed of him. I desired him.
By Vicky DiMichele4 years ago in Fiction
As the Macaw Flies
I perch confidently, talons gripping the bark. I wonder...why I've never seen another like me, but is that really important? What is important, I sense, is that I have achieved self-actualization. After all, I was brought here from a place called Brazil (so I've overheard) to protect, direct, and in all ways construct the lives of those to whom I've been entrusted.
By Gerard DiLeo4 years ago in Fiction
The Witch, The Curse, and Time Traveler
“We’re going to watch her burn, right?” Brennan knew the man in the green suit was fidgety, eager to watch the trial proceed, but he kept his voice low and calm as he spoke to the huddled tourists. “In a moment, they will bring the accused woman out. While no one from this time can hear or see you, please accord your fellow travelers some respect and speak only when necessary.”
By Sandi Parsons4 years ago in Fiction
Castle Ornithollow
Donna stood among the leaves, counting the gargoyles that lined the castellated walls of the ancient building. When her Uncle Jeremy had begun to describe the castle, with all its oddly-angled turrets and its ancient iron border and its hillock of colonial gravestones and the lake behind it, Donna had become intrigued.
By Eric Dovigi4 years ago in Fiction
Left for Dead
My head popped out of the frigid waters, immediately gasping for air the second my face hit the surface. Before thinking about doing anything else, I just know I had to get the hell out of these waters. My hand reached up and grabbed the closest patch of dried grass that I could reach before pulling my entire body over the small cliff, wincing at the pain caused by the scraping of the sharp rocks lining up the side of the cliff.
By 'Lissa Stufflestreet4 years ago in Fiction
