Top Stories

Stories in Fiction that you’ll love, handpicked by our team.

The Commitment
Three score and four years ago, "with this ring I thee wed," left Harold's lips as he slipped the shiny band on her finger.
By J. S. Wade3 years ago in Fiction
Adjustment Period, the Rescue
The US Army convoy had come to a halt. The poor woman sitting in front of the lead Humvee had obviously lost her mind. There was a spare one in front of her, lying in a pile of bones and goo.
By Dana Crandell3 years ago in Fiction
What a Nut
No one knew why the vending machine was installed on the fourth floor of the apartment building. It didn’t make sense to have it there, and tenants from the other floors immediately complained about the unfairness of it all. But the building manager was preoccupied with a custody battle, so some snack machine wasn’t really a top priority.
By Oneg In The Arctic3 years ago in Fiction
TEEN FRIENDSHIP
Hanging out together, going to the movies, and talking on the phone for hours, is a typical teenage girls' friendship. During Spring Break, the Teen Friend calls Teen Girl #1.
By Babs Iverson3 years ago in Fiction
Laundry Day with Executive Dysfunction
They collect the clothes, gather the towels, strip the beds, and dump everything in the laundry room. Totally crushing this!
By Donna Renee3 years ago in Fiction
Area 51
It would have been called Area 50 but some bar in Florida had already taken the name. Thanks to advancements in 3D printing (plus sedating the guy I would impersonate) the stage was set to gain clearance.
By Lamar Wiggins3 years ago in Fiction
A Corpse's Euphoria
There is a moment of understanding between predator and prey when the inevitable finally occurs. Flesh ripping from the body and entangled in a mess of jagged unkempt teeth.
By O.M. Vireaux3 years ago in Fiction
Mummy Took Me To Watch The Hanging Today
WARNING - CONTENT REFLECTS TITLE & IMAGE. IF YOU KEEP READING, THAT'S ON YOU. Little chin upturned, big eyes stretched in owlish fascination. Watching in innocence the unknown man step forward to his fate. Does the man's face look wet? His trousers?
By L.C. Schäfer3 years ago in Fiction
Disconnect
He’s late, again. Like every other night. Liz grips the top of the armchair as she feels her stocking snag on a splintered corner of parquet flooring. Steadying herself, she resumes her circuit of the front room – back and forth, back and forth – every footstep in time with the cheerless ticking of the grandfather clock.
By Caroline Craven3 years ago in Fiction
Back When There Were More of Us
The swamp now encompasses our town. Menacing cypress trees wall us in and the dangling Spanish moss sways like hungry tentacles.
By Aaron Morrison3 years ago in Fiction
17 years
Exhausted after his double shift he boarded the train home keen to see his wife and baby; ashamed at his daily struggle to support them.
By Pauline Fountain3 years ago in Fiction
Adjustment Period, Day 6
Dale was ecstatic. Patricia, devoted wife that she was, had decided to walk with him through the aftermath of the Zombie Apocalypse. If he still had a heart, it would be full. Still, there was a nagging feeling in the pit of his stomach. Something simply wasn't right.
By Dana Crandell3 years ago in Fiction