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

The Prose Teacher
A time ago there was once - ‘No. Again!’ The rod whipped through the air and across my knuckles, drawing blood. It dripped through my fingers onto my keyboard.
By Shane Dobbie3 years ago in Fiction
First Contact
Anxious murmurs filled the Council. "How long until contact?" G'zook called out. "1 minute, 52 seconds, 760 milliseconds!"
By Loryne Andawey3 years ago in Fiction
What Kind of Monsters
“But why a Pizza shop?” “This again? Every time we do the bills you bring this up, honey. It’s just a small shop; it’s more basement than anything!”
By Roy Stevens3 years ago in Fiction
One of Us Died at the Birthday
I freeze. Time stretches infinitely in these unexpected and unwelcome quiet moments. I listen. For what had been a noisy room, there is now a haunting silence in the back right corner.
By Donna Renee3 years ago in Fiction
✨Granted✨
Specs of pepper on sand; they blossomed into mirages of men riding camels. I'd waited. A gem-within-a-gem, I was a dollop of gold in an emerald oasis.
By Gina C.3 years ago in Fiction
Adjustment Period
The "Zombie Apocalypse" had been far less traumatic than Hollywood had anticipated. No brains were being eaten. The "undead" simply walked silently among the living and did their part.
By Dana Crandell3 years ago in Fiction
The Sadistic Mr. Fox
With inner silence he rejoices in the misery and pain of others. Outwardly, empathy oozes from him like slug slime. Last night's fire in the low-income housing block, and yesterday’s mass shooting was damn near orgasmic.
By JBaz3 years ago in Fiction
Campaign
***Content warning violence*** Shaking hands and kissing babies while walking the aisle, the politician checked each camera angle as he bowed his head. He spoke with utmost sincerity when asked about the latest tragedy due to incoherent laws. He offered thoughts and prayers for the latest victims as he reassured constituents it was not the time to discuss.
By C. H. Richard3 years ago in Fiction
Fiddlers
Henry and Joe relaxed in the cooling sands until a sudden, crushing weight thrust down upon them. Trapped. No hope of escaping with their tiny limbs intact.
By Cathy holmes3 years ago in Fiction
A House Is More Than It’s Four Walls
Her text alert sounded, I miss you, it read. She answered, who is this? An admirer, it said How can you miss someone that you don’t know?
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Fiction
Control + Z
Carly had told Adam to leave her alone. It was not that she did not love him. She did. She had always loved him and always would. That was why she had married him. But the big rule of marriage was that you had to work things out with your spouse. You had to compromise, and Adam was not doing that with her.
By F. Leonora Solomon3 years ago in Fiction
Stop!
Tick-tock, tick-tock. The clock is still ticking and I'm still writing. Tick-tock, tick-tock. I barely hear it, and I am on my 20th page now.
By Carol Ann Townend3 years ago in Fiction