Stories tagged “fiction”

  • Broken Stories

    Five heads chatter in a round blue and green basket. Their stories interrupt each other and mix. Every conversation is binary—heard and unheard.

  • To His Dying Breath

    Mark was strong and lean. He knew how to fight, how to shoot, and how to make love. His world was small, full of small men. One of them, a mob guy by the name of Gus, was in his way. “You can’t come in.” Gus said. He stood in front of the door to...

  • The Last Dance

    Elise swept around the room filling it with manufactured sighs and coy glances, though there was none left to notice her. The gown that swished around her ankles, occasionally flashing a bit of bare skin, was trimmed in jet darker than the stains in th...

    • Author: Robert Quick
    • Posted almost 6 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Occupation: Week Six

    Rayne flung the front door open and dashed across the dead lawn, kicking up a mess of broken white spears that trailed to the ground behind her. An anguished, “No!” followed her. Rayne rolled her eyes. Her mom could yell whatever she wanted, she st...

  • In Between Minds: Lullaby

    Emotion was stronger here, more pure. I barely avoided being swallowed up by my sense of failure and kicked it off and away like it was a boot, heavy with mud. There was a vague falling sensation as the feeling dropped away. Dwelling on my mistakes wou...

  • Memory is Like Water Carried in Cupped Hands

    An uncomfortable tingling ran across my shoulders and up the back of my neck; the sensation of insects crawling across my grave. “Where did he go? People don’t just disappear!” I didn’t quite shout. The girl looked away and said softly, “...

  • Dignity

    “Mom?” “Not now Pike.” “Mommy what’s happening?” “I said not now son! Stay Quiet!” You stop tugging on your moms skirt and hide behind her as she peers cautiously through the window. “But̷...

    • Author: jtdunn
    • Posted over 5 years ago.
  • Dignity

    “Mom?” “Not now Pike.” “Mommy what’s happening?” “I said not now son! Stay Quiet!” You stop tugging on your moms skirt and hide behind her as she peers cautiously through the window. “But̷...

    • Author: jtdunn
    • Posted over 5 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Mismatched

    Bushes rustle and branches snap as I quickly run through them. My lungs are burning from the amount of activity I’m putting them through. I could hear it. The wolf chasing me. He makes less noise than I do. His graceful motions are to his advanta...

  • Monster (My verse) (Rap)

    Who’s the monster with the biggest mouth? swallowing the world spitting nothing out Heartless, inside is darkness black holes and vacuum disintegrating matter all I do is consume I’ve got all the answers my solution to pollution is to choke you,...

  • From the Shadows

    She wore the darkness like a veil, drawing it softly across her face as she peered from the shadows, careful never to lean too far and risk too much. The lights and colours were astounding – and the noise of the crowds lifted her high on hands an...

    • Author: Imdolien
    • Posted over 5 years ago.
  • Reckoning

    The wind was fierce and the young lieutenant shifted his weight as he stood upon the narrow causeway, high above the crashing waves. An ambassador to the coming fury, a large droplet fell and splashed upon his bloodstained boots. The lieutenant’s...

    • Author: Isla
    • Posted over 5 years ago.
  • Life Isn't Always What It's Cracked Up To Be!

    Stomper leaned back against a tree causing it to groan in protest. He paid it no mind, most trees were whiners and took much more effort to truly break unless they were young and skinny. He wasn’t in the mood for any tree breaking. Instead he wanted ...

  • No Chances (Mature)

    Even through the layers of flannel and the so-called Arctic protection, Cole could feel the frozen breath of ice and snow. Johns or something that looked like Johns said, “We’re going to die out here, aren’t we.” “Yep, unless one of us isn’...

  • In Between Minds: Bitter Returns

    As the details of the scene became clear, my grogginess fell away, leaving behind a strange sense of unfamiliarity with my own body. My arm seemed to throb in time with the ebb and flow of the fire gripping the yellow coals. I tried to clasp my hand to...

  • Let His Gaze Fall . . . (Mature)

    The serial killer inaccurately called the Black Widow, aka the Dame (or Diva) of Death, waited in silence. It wouldn’t be long before he showed up. She wiped clear oval in the fog on the bathroom’s mirror and used it to check her make-up, thumbing ...

  • Evocation

    “Where am I going?” I asked. “It doesn’t matter, go wherever you want. Turn on the radio and then shush.” Jim said. He had a yellow legal pad propped up by one knee, pen in hand ready to take notes. I shook my head and kept my comments to mys...

  • Rumors and Cold Facts

    Each time the door opened, Carol pretended to be asleep, his arm curled around his tankard. Being in one of the lower cross spokes, the view of Hub towered over everything, looking like a giant fist raised to the sky. Two men came in, talking loudly as...

  • A Meeting

    It was Tuesday, as most things like meetings usually tend to be. I was sitting at a large table surrounded by six others. To my left was my good friend Jesse and Jarrett. On my right was Ryan and Darien. At the other end of the table Tim was seated, a ...

  • Plunge

    The beams filtered through her eyelashes, like sunlight under a canopy. She opened her eyelids a little wider, and felt her eyes burn in the glare. She squinted, trying to discern her surroundings. A single surgeon’s lamp hung directly over her head....

    • Author: zhifeiji3
    • Posted over 5 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5