literature

Whether written centuries ago or just last year, literary couples show that love is timeless.

Rachelle's Friend
Walking through the door, she heard her phone ring for the fiftieth time. "Hello?" " I was just calling to tell you that I got a reservation for you at Renaldo's for 7:30, you can thank me later."
By Bronzie Troy5 years ago in Humans
Our First Awkward Date
Please note i am submitting this story for Dream Date challenge but for some reason option not available here. ‘I do not know if I call it a date or an Seminar’
By Deepshikha5 years ago in Humans
HOW TO AVOID RATS AND MICE
This story occurs in the summer. The family Agbi lives in the state of New York in the city of New York City. They lived in a comfortable apartment.
By Sandra Bongjoh5 years ago in Humans
Right or Wrong
I am going to publish pages from my book over the next couple of months. This is a fictional story and at any point you can go to the link at the bottom click and by the book. I hope you enjoy reading it this was my first try at writing.
By David F Anderson5 years ago in Humans
Winter
Winter was the only season we could be together. During the spring and summers, Shaila trained and crewed on the Waving Wanda. Skippered by Janelle Rochelle, who had hopes of winning America’s Cup with an all-female crew for only the second time ever.
By Shawn Ingram5 years ago in Humans
Going Back
Going Back Jess looked at her in disbelief, “Mum, please tell me you’re not serious, do you know how dangerous this can be, especially at your age, please, I beg you, think about your family, what about your Grandchildren?”.
By Eric Harvey5 years ago in Humans
Heather on the Moors
The moors of Dartmoor called to her both in her waking hours and her dreams. Each night they beckoned her as she slept in the comfortable bed that had belonged to her parents. And each morning as she awoke, the smell of heather and a fine mist seemed to permeate her room, although she knew well enough that it was merely the remnants of dreams that lingered so.
By Cindy Calder5 years ago in Humans
Just Till I Finish the Chapter
First memories. Soft, coloured cloth books with jagged cut edges. Mum seated beside my bed, spelling letters, shapes on a page traced with my finger, sounded out loud, eventually make sense.
By Becky5 years ago in Humans
Merlot, if you're lonely. Whiskey, if you're game.
I took a long sip and closed my eyes. Admittedly, it was a decent Merlot. But the glass could have been filled with Ambrosia and I would’ve been struggling to muster up a spark.
By Jessie Waddell5 years ago in Humans
MARY IS IN DANGER TO BE CONTINUED
Here is the rest of the story Mary is in danger that I submitted before in 2020. I am going to talk about Mary second meal with Jane
By Sandra Bongjoh5 years ago in Humans
Save this for me
“Is it just yourself, sir?” “No, I’ll be meeting someone.” The sir replied with a smile. “Oh! for two then!” “Yes, please.”
By Martin Lee5 years ago in Humans
The likeable Pig
I was lost lets face it stuck in a remote area of Australia and not a sole around not the situation you want to find yourself in.
By Happydazegt5 years ago in Humans