Love
Memories of Another Life
As she drove the small rental car down the highway towards her home town, Alice really had no idea if she would be able to find the dirt road in her memory. She hadn’t thought about the place in over twenty years. It had been almost that long since she had seen the man who had put this place in her memory to begin with.
By Anna Munson5 years ago in Fiction
One More Time
The barn would be the place. Definitely the barn. No one else is home & mom has this thing about entertaining when we are home alone, especially when the guest is of the opposite gender. She would say, “It doesn’t look good. The neighbors will talk.”
By Randy Wayne Jellison-Knock5 years ago in Fiction
Secret Lovers in an Old Barn
Her hair, unbound. A chestnut waterfall skimming her waist. The corset tied so painstakingly this morning cast into the corner of the old, rundown barn. Her clothes a trail leading to where they lay, a faded leather cowboy hat discarded in the hay.
By Jessica Nelson 5 years ago in Fiction
Hindsight
Hindsight Prologue What makes a family?
By Milissa McDaniel5 years ago in Fiction
What the Wat?!
Nefty finds herself running and running seems like for dear life. She felt like she was running for bout 35-45 mins or longer. She finally stopped and was like, what in the dang-o world am I doing all these running for? looking around its just total darkness and so silent it was creepy but not in a scared senseless way but calm and peaceful but hell Nefty was still very scared and very confused.
By Nikki Lanier5 years ago in Fiction
Love and Chocolate
About five minutes before he was due to arrive, I sliced the cake. My piece would be an ordinary sweet treat—something to go with my evening cup of decaf. But his piece of cake… his piece—or, rather, his reaction to it—would determine the course of the rest of my life.
By Joy Nelson5 years ago in Fiction
Chance, Fate & Chocolate Cake. Top Story - July 2021.
London was everything Sophie dreamt it would be. After a long day of sightseeing, she was exhausted yet satisfied. She had one last stop on her tour before she could finally retire to her hotel room for the night. Although she was seriously considering skipping the last stop and sneaking away to her luxurious hotel bed early, she knew she'd regret it tomorrow.
By Jessie Waddell5 years ago in Fiction
The Old Barn and A Small Town Love
We went to that barn together, everyday, as kids. "Merrilyn Jane!" I yelled out at her. She finally turned swiftly to meet my eyes with hers. Gah she's beautiful, I thought to myself. Her brown hair so light in the wind, it almost made me feel even lighter just looking at it fall into her face as she sat in the summer grass of a meadow. Shes gripping a book and leaned against the wood of that old barn. Our usual meeting spot after school. The wildflowers surrounding her.
By Mandy McGuire5 years ago in Fiction
The Gentleman and Barista
In a building on a busy city corner, is a cozy little coffee shop. Every day, amongst all the hustle and bustle, came a man for coffee and cake. He would sit in the corner spot by the window and either read his books or doodle in a notebook. In fact, the only days he did not have coffee and more importantly his chocolate cake were the days that the shop was closed. To this he would order a piece of cake to go the day prior, ensuring he would not miss his fix.
By Martin Ahrens5 years ago in Fiction
