Part 1
Not That Woman
I was always enamored by Mary Kay ladies and the women at church potlucks. They were always pressed and perfumed, powdered and primped- like Lucy & Desi’s neighbors had walked out of the screen. Even then, they were a bit old-fashioned. But that Doris Day, Barbie aesthetic was powerful. It was reinforced by the Girl Scout Den Mother, who smelled like Aqua Net and Pine-Sol. The tidiest, prettiest ladies were the most listened to. They could walk for days in high heels and A-line skirts, then wash dishes in frilly aprons without breaking stride.
By Danielle Katsouros6 months ago in Chapters
Wulfwyn’s Blōdbōc (Part 1). Content Warning.
I stole this book when I realised I would long outlive my memories. For decades, I had only scraps - parchments, loose papers, even the backs of market receipts - bundled together with string, fading as quickly as the ink itself. At first, it seemed enough. But it soon became clear I would need something more permanent. A true record. A proof that I had once been more than the monster I have become.
By Stace Oddity6 months ago in Chapters
Podunk
I didn’t want to get out of bed this morning. I wanted to lie on my side, knees curled up in the fetal position, and watch made-for-TV movies with the bedroom lit up through the blinds. My body wanted the rest, but my brain fought suffocating thoughts, so I went for a walk.
By Jeremiah Gardner6 months ago in Chapters
MY CRUEL LOVE,CHAPTER 2
My Cruel Love That same night, after Maya agreed to Arman's cruel deal, He kissed her with a brutal hunger, leaving her lips torn. It wasn't passion—it was punishment. A cruel release of the rage he had bottled up inside him. But Maya didn't fight it. She just. took it. Silent. Still. Broken.
By Story writes6 months ago in Chapters
Maggie Goes Into Town. Content Warning.
Today was the day that Maggie would stop moping around the cottage, she’d told herself. She’s also told herself that yesterday and the day before. But yesterday the clouds looked a little concerning and it was hard to predict what they might do while she was out so she decided to play it safe and stay home. Again. And the day before her leg was acting up and she was concerned that she might get tired while she was out and didn’t want to risk that.
By Celia Olson7 months ago in Chapters
“The Room with No Name”
She walked into the room like a question begging to be answered. Barefoot, half-robed, skin tasting of lavender and doubt. Her name was Elizabeth — soft lips, storm eyes, and a tension in her step that betrayed everything she tried to hide.
By Randolphe Tanoguem7 months ago in Chapters
Star F#@!e . Content Warning. AI-Generated.
With two hundred dollars in her wallet, three crop tops in her duffel bag, and a mouth full of ambition, Ava Clark stepped off the Greyhound bus like she was arriving at a movie premiere. She paused on the sidewalk, adjusted her oversized sunglasses—ones she bought from a gas station outside Gilroy—and took in Los Angeles as if the city owed her an apology for not discovering her sooner.
By Travis Johnson7 months ago in Chapters
Somebody's Someone - Chapter One
The story between Yennia and Khand is marked by emotional complexity and quiet heartbreak. What began as a friendship gradually evolved into a situationship characterized by one-sided devotion, blurred boundaries, and unspoken love that lingered for years. Khand's deep affection for Yennia was steady and unwavering, while Yennia leaned on him not out of romantic desire, but for comfort, support, and escape. This connection, both painful and persistent, revealed itself in cycles of closeness and distance, apologies and silence, always simmering beneath the surface of something that was almost, but never quite more.
By Neshzivne Dadirri7 months ago in Chapters
