Top Stories
Stories in Fiction that you’ll love, handpicked by our team.
Breaking the Silence
The enchanted forest was all abuzz; true love’s kiss had awoken the princess, the evil queen was dead, and it was all anyone could talk about. Yet, behind the cheers and merriment, whispers and rumors lurked in the shadows. Suspicions had been raised regarding the circumstances of the queen’s death, and the only information the Enchanted Forest’s Sheriff’s Department would provide was that it had been ruled an accident.
By Heidi McCloskey3 years ago in Fiction
Three Little Pigs vs. The Wolf
I really need to record this one... It is a simple case, but I am not going to miss a single detail before I appear in court. There are stacks of files and documents, and I have represented Goose, Grimm and Associates for too long to make any errors. Two of the legal assistants, Geppetto and Van Winkle, were sent home for the day – they would be back for Monday’s first session – but I am not done yet. There was no demand to settle things out of court. That was not a surprise with such a gruesome case involving murder and property damage. There seemed to be a real vendetta here, something that just could not be settled between them.
By Kendall Defoe 3 years ago in Fiction
Yellow. Content Warning.
Make sure to read these first. *** A month after the funeral The first thing I noticed when I walked in her old room was the peeling yellow paint on the exposed brick. Then the small pen mark from the time a three-year-old Andrea drew on the wall and Mom couldn't wipe away the last bit. A trail of petite red stain creating a path from the bathroom to the bedroom entrance, the notches on the door frames.
By Alexandria Stanwyck3 years ago in Fiction
Nightjar
Deep within a densely fog laden forest, in a secluded area even advanced hikers dare not enter, nestled deep within the mountains, a Nightjar was perched on a branch, inquisitively observing the world below. Despite the fact that it was a warm summer evening, the fog was so dense it kept most of the heat out of the area. The nightjar's sharp eyes caught sight of a happy family setting up camp near a tranquil river, and wondered why they’d choose a spot where they could barely see ten feet in front of them.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
In Blume. Content Warning.
Jesus. Her hands are around my throat again. They're tight and my windpipe is wilting. I don't struggle. I can't seem to take my eyes off hers; cold cobalt in scorched tarmacadam. She's foaming at the mouth and a dehydrated rabid spittle has formed at the corners of her lips and it falls on me sporadically, sticking to my lashes and casting a strange haze to my vision.
By Dean F. Hardy3 years ago in Fiction
Butterfly Greetings
Butterflies dance with the colors of the rainbow. A butterfly the color of the sky is an enchanted sight to behold. One the color of musty brown can cause unease, and another the color of a wild orange daylily can nudge a smile out of anyone.
By Elizabeth Rojas3 years ago in Fiction
An Awkward Reception
Terry knows he’s going to brain Mr. Perfect soon. He watches, head throbbing, as the groom slow dances with his new wife, Mrs. Bethany Graylock, to Elvis Presley’s, ‘Can’t Help Falling in Love’. Bethany, Terry’s childhood friend. The woman I love, he thinks. That should be me with her.
By Kenny Penn3 years ago in Fiction
The Devil's Woman
Imogene Keene turned the witch’s bell over in her hands, running a chewed fingernail along the rim. Her other hand gripped the riverboat railing as lightning flashed in the distance. It was just a small thing, that bell, but Imogene thought it could change her life.
By L.A. Hancock3 years ago in Fiction
