Latest Stories

Most recently published stories in Fiction.

No Promises
It was like Heaven, Aaron thought. Still, fear made his stomach clench painfully. I never should have promised. What was I thinking? What if this doesn't work out?
By Paula Shablo5 years ago in Fiction
Teething
Mechanical whirring just below the cliffside roused Eden from sleep. It was almost engulfed by the burbling of the water in the cut bank below, but quietly persistent, like a forlorn mosquito in his ear. Despite the exhaustion weighing his limbs back to earth, Eden pushed himself into a seated position, checking his mask's straps on the back of his head and kicking his capelet off his legs as he stood. The log fire’s surviving embers emphasized the way dust flew up under the heavy wool, burning each particle a glowing orange against the dark.
By Lee Grimm5 years ago in Fiction
The Shadows
None of the stories get it right. There are no districts, no sacrifices for the greater good. You only have yourself and whatever you've managed to learn up to this point in your life. That's how you survive.
By H.C Harper5 years ago in Fiction
The Downside of Immortality
Her laughs had their own range: from babbling brook to the stomping of elephants. Bartholomew’s favorite laugh was when she snorted like a pig, her giggles punching the air. When she spoke, her voice flowed like melted butter, her southern lilt charming. She couldn’t carry a tune to save her life, but she sang anyways, her enthusiasm overpowering her inabilities. The confidence in her own voice was something to behold. Her voice, her words, her tone were the definition of beauty. The way she said his name was enough to set his soul aflame. He could have listened to her for an eternity, a prospect he nearly gained when an accident stole her away.
By Hayley Roberts5 years ago in Fiction
Aftermath
It had been ten years since the world governments implemented their “New World Order”. The total world population had been reduced to just over one billion people and spread out equally around the planet. This was achieved by introducing a virus upon the planet, thus creating a world-wide pandemic. The people were killed by telling them that they had a vaccine for the virus. Those that received the shot were dead within four years. The instigators knew that enough people would refuse the vaccine thereby ensuring they would have a suitable population of strong and healthy workers.
By Lonnie Larson5 years ago in Fiction
So you want to survive the apocalypse?
WELCOME TO DOOM!!!!!!!! Section 1 If you are reading this then you have survived the apocalypse. GOOD FOR YOU!!!!! Take a moment and realize that you did what you could….and survived! Not many have.
By Joshua Boville5 years ago in Fiction
A Mother's Love
StarThe wind blew through the shattered window frames. McKenzie held her breath as she listened for the scurrying of feet and held her necklace close. The wind died down and the night became deathly quiet. The last twenty months all led up to this moment. The main house was across the yard. She inched forward slowly making sure to avoid the rubbish strewn around the shed.
By KASIE R MIEHLKE5 years ago in Fiction
Bury Me in the Garden Where Roses Once Bloomed
As I sit by Thaniel’s bedside, I watch the slow up-and-down rhythm of his chest. Sometimes I lose sleep just for keeping track of his breathing. Each breath is another flicker of hope that I will have him for another day.
By Jillian Spiridon5 years ago in Fiction
The Underground Gateway
The red glow of the eternal fluorescent lights. The tunnel was littered with gaping doorways that led even deeper into the underground. Brina was exactly where she shouldn’t be, as close to the surface as she could be. She heard a sound like the sound of an animal scuttling on the floor. It gave her cause to turn as she walked. When she faced forward it was to see to solemn boys standing before her.
By InkGalaxies~5 years ago in Fiction
The Legend of Jane Doe
It was late in the evening when Jane was walking in to New Minneapolis; just one of the now existing settlements after the second US civil war. She was wearing her usual expedition outfit of black leather crop jacket with a white under shirt and blue jeans with black high top combat boots and two gothic style gun slinger belts. Holstered on her hips are as always two glock 30's and slung around her shoulder sat a double-barrel 12 gauge shotgun crossed with a .50 caliber high velocity anti-material rifle.
By Tayla Delong5 years ago in Fiction
The Cabin
12/24/2062 It's cold. My hands can barely flick open the lighter to give my hands the slightest warmth. My calves have been numb for a few minutes, my feet... hours. But I am almost there. Shards of glass feel like they shred my hands as I struggle to grasp the heart shaped locket around my neck.
By Michael Martin5 years ago in Fiction
A pet or dystopia
I woke up from a dream I kept having since I came to my new home; I live in a vast mansion with 18 rooms. Three of them are mine to do whatever. You would think I should be happy I have everything I want. Every game console, Every video game made, Endless film, clothes, cars, and my own kitchen, Your right; it should make me happy, but what's the point when you have everything when you're alone? I don't mean metaphorical; I mean literally I am alone because I'm the last human... I still live on Earth, just not in the human realm; yeah, you heard correctly," I don't live in the human realm...anymore. I now live in a world of magic. You know creatures of tables and legends, mermaids, fairies, lamia's, you name it. I live with Jagan, a lamia; Jagan looks human from his upper torso up. He has a Caucasian look, lean physique, turquoise eyes, and unkempt red hair. On his lower torso is the snake part. Jagan could change his form from human to lamia at will. So, in the human world, he used to be my employer when life was great…until it happened, and my species died within months. How did I survive?
By stephanie borges5 years ago in Fiction