Latest Stories

Most recently published stories in Fiction.

“We Are the Ones…”
We are the ones… who stay, even after you leave. We don’t walk away easily. We don’t forget quickly. And we don’t pretend like nothing ever mattered.
By Fawad Ahmad29 minutes ago in Fiction
Hue and The Discovery of Manipo (Chapter 1). AI-Generated.
Being able to manipulate time — and slip into nearly any moment in history — comes with advantages so vast they’re almost impossible to rank. But two always rise to the top.
By Lorenzo Bland31 minutes ago in Fiction
City of plague:A New Yorker’s pandemic chronicle Pt 18.
One evening, my phone rang unexpectedly. The caller ID showed the name Mr. Li, president of the Southern Hometown Association. I knew him well. He was a respected figure in the Chinese community—calm, thoughtful, and never someone who called without a reason.
By Peterabout an hour ago in Fiction
City of plague:A New Yorker’s pandemic chronicle Pt 17.
Directly across the street from the building where I worked stood an old commercial property that had quietly witnessed decades of Manhattan’s restless life.
By Peterabout 2 hours ago in Fiction
Harbinger of Despair
Who was he but just a man? To feel the weight of the world on his shoulders, he was no Atlas. Yet his bowed stance and tender neck suggested otherwise. It came to him in a dream: the absent stoking of an everlasting flame. A gnarled finger pointed towards an inevitable end, a sign that couldn't be ignorantly shaded; recurrence made sure of it. He didn't remember how long it had been going on; time didn't matter at this point. He just knew it was long enough to be petrified to fall asleep.
By James U. Rizziabout 4 hours ago in Fiction
Dad Jokes
“Hello, hello, is this thing on? For all of you who don’t know me, I’m Steve, the Father of the Bride. Just kidding—Dave’s the name.
By Bride of Soundabout 4 hours ago in Fiction
What Are You Waiting For?
Tara sat, staring at the blank screen on her laptop, thinking. Voices from the past drifted in and out of her consciousness.
By Laura DePaceabout 4 hours ago in Fiction
Oni. Content Warning.
In the shade cast by the blood moon a chill is felt. It is the darkness mirrored of the creature beginning to stir in the crimson pools of reflected starlight.
By Griffen Helmabout 5 hours ago in Fiction
Something Borrowed
Hey, everybody! For those of you who don... ah, who are we kidding? Who here doesn’t know me? Geez, Mom! The stink eye already? I remember – short and sweet!
By Cristal S.about 6 hours ago in Fiction
Hippieland Vol. 4
"Keep those coconuts hangin', coconuts!" I exclaim as I end the live feed of The Hippie Beachbum Show as "Franklin's Tower" by Grateful Dead plays in the background.
By James Staskusabout 8 hours ago in Fiction
Guardian Angels Chapter 4
Akarisa groaned, rubbing her forehead roughly. Between staying up most of the day to investigate the abandoned dorm, and being unable to sleep with Kalin's very awake consciousness streaming through her mind, the last thing she wanted was to have to deal with her father. But he had concerns about her ability to handle a meeting with the Karinean council, which she could understand. If she wasn't massively sleep deprived.
By Phoenixica24about 9 hours ago in Fiction
The Stranger Who Knew My Name
The night he discovered me, it was raining. Not the kind of gentle rain that is romantic in films. That bitter enraged sort that cuts in a flash through your coat, and leaves you feeling that the sky is out to convey to you something you are yet unprepared to know.
By StoryNestabout 10 hours ago in Fiction