Adventure
Advanced Left
I am in the advanced left lane, closest to the curb. Hands gripping the steering wheel. I’m late. Scanning the intersection, waiting for the light to show the green arrow—advanced left. I’m gambling; it might not show the advanced left at all. I need to make this turn.
By Vincent Palmer 9 days ago in Fiction
The Manuscript Beneath the Monastery
I have long resisted telling this story—not because it lacks proof, but because the proof itself should never be uncovered again. Yet time has a way of eroding fear, and memory demands a voice. What I am about to recount is not invention, nor drunken folklore whispered in candlelit taverns. It is something I witnessed, something that followed me long after I fled the mountains of Transylvania.
By Gaurav Gupta9 days ago in Fiction
Fandom
I. Usually, I’m not a morning person. I tend to exhaust myself during the day, and I need to get some sleep in the night in order to perform well the following day. That’s even more important when you’re a superhero like me. Your body not only uses more energy and power, especially in battles against evil, than those of mortal people, but it also requires more energy and power to sustain itself on a daily basis.
By David Perlmutter9 days ago in Fiction
The Prince
I am always fascinated by myths and fairy tales of different nations as they reflect the people's important memories and cultural beliefs. Since I am in Georgia-Sakartvelo now, I wanted to present a marque fairy tale from this land, rich in ancient oral and folk tradition.
By Lana V Lynx10 days ago in Fiction
Above From Below: Part 3
Above From Below Part I, Part 2 Rick needed a drink, and Mac’s place was as secure as anywhere he and the mysterious Major Kohl could have some privacy and get out of the rain. There was a commitment in her eyes. She had a purpose for being there. Rick needed to know what was so important that she’d hunt him down to tell it to him instead of appearing at the office. They clearly had to have been watching for him to leave the building.
By The Man Behind The Mask11 days ago in Fiction
The Malfunctioning Time Machine Part One. Content Warning.
PART ONE The Malfunctioning Time Machine Opening Prose: When the Marble Remembered the Century The revolving doors exhaled her into the lobby like a secret the building had been holding too long.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 11 days ago in Fiction
Dasher Diligence
Murphy is awakened by his “Bad to the Bone” alarm clock on his phone so he can start his day. “Oh wow I got a major headache. I probably shouldn’t have ate all that junk food last night, but what can I say? It was Friday night and I wanted something cheap and greasy. It ain’t my fault that Chinese food hits so good after a long Friday’s work. Needless to say, my arms and legs feel heavy like weights have been tied to my limbs so every time I move I feel a jolt of pain.”
By Joe Patterson11 days ago in Fiction
Through And Beyond Smoke
If it’s one thing Jyllmon hates, is driving through the road in extreme darkness. To him, it felt like a horror movie where he had no idea what’s to come. It could be a random deer dashing through the streets, or a helpless woman being chased through the woods, or just simply a broken down car.
By Devond Devoe11 days ago in Fiction
