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Chicken Soup of the Heart
She was finally asleep. He leapt into action. The flame on the oven went on immediately. He started boiling the chicken broth. He opened up the chicken breasts and plopped them into the broth. Three days ago, she had caught a cold and had never let it go. He chopped up the vegetables, starting with the carrots, moving on to the celery, and even an onion or two. They had tried the Nyquil, the Dayquil, all the quils, all to no effect. He minced parsley and added it, with the vegetables, to the soup. She slept a lot, thankfully, but still retained the temperature.
By Jamais Jochim6 days ago in Fiction
Eyes on the Ground
There was a woman that walked through town every Saturday morning. While she walked the rest of the town, stayed indoors. No one dared to open their shutters. Or peep through the peephole of their doors. If you were already outdoors while she was on her walk, you were encouraged to stare at the ground. Keep your eyes on the ground. Nowhere else but the ground.
By Raphael Fontenelle6 days ago in Fiction
Choose Your Own Adventure: St Helena Station Part 2
******* Author’s Note****** This is part two of my ongoing choose your own adventure style story St Helena Station. If you missed the first part, the link is below. Sadly you missed out on part one’s voting period but feel free to read and drop a comment/catch up on the story! Thank you for reading…… good luck.
By Sandor Szabo6 days ago in Fiction
Rich You All Love
Outside, the snowbank made a fluffy frozen deposit, where the inch amount requested numerous measuring balance instruments, and the challenging seasonal element issued a chilly attitude warning. As the heat blazed, warming the lodge style dining establishment, social interaction seemed lonely and cold, giving single bills payment attention, “one more dollar,” the Princess announced, sticking George Washington face up into a gambling coffin, where the promising note enters and never comes back.
By Marc OBrien6 days ago in Fiction
You Must Join Me
They were all seated together in the drawing room. She had kept out of sight by staying behind the largest couch in the room. All of them had spoken about a monster that was lurking on the edge of town. Some form of beast that could take the form of anyone it had killed. This thing had hunted anything that dared to enter the forest for one reason or another.
By Raphael Fontenelle6 days ago in Fiction
There's A Vampire in Town
Vampires. They’re a super popular legend that everyone knows about. Being repelled by garlic, sunlight, and crosses. Depending on the lore they could also be killed by silver. Cannot be seen in mirrors. Nor can they come into someone else’s home without being invited first.
By Raphael Fontenelle6 days ago in Fiction
Pray You're Not Next
It happened once more. Another person was taken in broad daylight on my street with tons of people around. Forcibly taken. Yet no one did anything about it. Didn’t take one step towards it to stop them. Only a few people glanced in the direction of the commotion. Most people were keeping their attention elsewhere as the person was pulled into a large white van. With strange letters on the side that I couldn’t read.
By Raphael Fontenelle6 days ago in Fiction
The night everything changed. Content Warning.
As soon as I saw it, I knew what needed to be done. I left without a second thought. I ran straight into the pouring rain and was soaked within seconds. I shivered and pulled my cloak tighter, but the buttons were broken and I couldn’t close it properly. One was missing, and the rest hung from loose threads. A cold draft slipped through, the wind flowing freely.
By Minou J. Linde6 days ago in Fiction
Naked Succubus
Lola always chose her men the way other women chose handbags—something pretty, something flattering, something that made her feel more important when she walked into a room. He was no different. In fact, he was her favorite kind of ornament: young, beautiful, eager to please, and dazzled enough by her attention and clever manipulation that he never noticed the cost.
By Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual Warrior7 days ago in Fiction
There You Are
There You Are I saw you before I understood what was happening. One moment I was just another young mother out for a rare night in Cambridge, and the next my soul was singing like it had finally spotted the lighthouse it had been scanning the horizon for across lifetimes. “There you are,” it said, as if relieved, as if exhausted, as if it had been waiting for me to catch up.
By Julie O'Hara - Author, Poet and Spiritual Warrior7 days ago in Fiction
