The chilling yet beautiful tale of coming too close to heaven.
I was always the black sheep of my family. read more >>>>
Charlie was sitting on the edge of the roof, looking down at the city from the top of the skyscraper, his feet dangling above the glowing abyss of lights.
He picked up his smartphone, took a picture of the last thing he will ever see(it was beautiful), added it to the blog post in which he said his goodbyes to the world and hit "send". read more >>>>
"I was supposed to be the greatest wizard of all time! I have very epic and heroic past. And look at me now! Managing a mediocre cauldron store in Diagon Alley? Come on! I refuse to accept that I've peaked at 17 years old!"
"Well, wasn't this kind of predictable, Harry?" asked Ginny in a slightly annoyed voice. "Your main virtue was always courage, not intelligence or entrepreneurship or cunning. There's a reason you went to the Gryffindor. And courage is pretty useless in peaceful times." read more >>>>
Dave had been walking down to the deli for his lunch break when the vampire leapt in front of him.
“I vill suck your blood and transform you into my eternal groom,” she declared. read more >>>>
The only thing that I have ever knew was void. You could say that it surrounded me forever since there was no time before I created it. At first all I was was awareness, just the sense of conciousness with nothing else. Gradually, I started to think thoughts in the midst of this void. I've made up time and space. And once I was thinking in this emptiness I got horribly bored. So I've turned my thoughts into figures and images. I've imagined light, which turned into stars and galaxies and later - planets. And thus Maya was born.
On one of the planets I have created animals and humans, just in one whim of my desire. I could simulate the whole history of this universe starting with the Big Bang, but I didn't bother, waiting for billions of years would be too boring, besides the time was made up anyway, so I've just skipped right to the interesting part - the year 1983, the moment my imagined humans invented the internet, and started their race towards singularity. read more >>>>
Following the fall of the most guileful witch in all the lands, young Otheris set on a journey for a much bigger task. This task was nothing other than to bring the heads of the Serpents of Qhudrus, after the king made him an offer he could not refuse. read more >>>>
Saving Rose Green is a short story that tells the tale of Rose Green, who is an inch away from unravelling the truth when the key witness to exposing one of the ugliest crimes committed is killed. Thinking she is backed by the most trusted organisation, she got caught up in the never-ending war between two worlds and their idea of a free world. read more >>>>
I can almost feel the indent on the bed still. My mind is playing tricks on me, as I convince myself the area still feels warm from her body heat. Time has a tendency to evaporate into thin air when you’re comfortable and content and only too late will you realise what it really is. I clench a fist of the bed sheet as I remind myself she is not present. I feel like I need her now more than ever. Several times I felt like the happiest man alive, but slowly those were overshadowed by kicking and screaming as time passed by. The cloud will never stay pink. It’s colour is going to fade and before you notice it, it has turned to dark red and is soon to become completely desaturated.
I convinced myself I needed her. Whenever we were not together I was craving my drug; her. I struggled to maintain my relationship to the outside world as the addiction grew. We offered each other excuses, we diverted our individual paths and ran away - sometimes near, sometimes far. We could disappear for days at a time, spending t read more >>>>
“Jesus Christ, Frank, could you watch where you’re going, please?” I scolded, annoyed at the frequent prodding on my back. “That security line gives you at least a couple meters, no need to stab me in the back every few seconds. Tethered to a frickin’ idiot.” I muttered to myself, forgetting volume doesn’t translate through the our comlink.
“I know I am. And sorry,” Frank muttered, nonchalant as ever. His head hovered low over his palm, reading a timer that ticked and beeped relentlessly. In his other hand he shielded the red dust from blocking his view. Protruding from the stomach of his suit was a long metal rod, at the end of it a cord that connected to me. So we wouldn’t lose each other out here. “Soon the storm will be settled enough that we can see more than a few meters ahead of us.”
“Thank God. When?”
“Several minutes, give or take. Maximum distance we’ll be able to see will probably be… Roughly twenty meters or so. Don’t get your hopes up. Are we still on the right track?” He inquired, unconsc read more >>>>
By John W. Vander Velden
I had been in the program for more than six months. Sitting quietly I have listened to others speak, unready to share my own story…that is until tonight. Now it’s my turn, I move to the front of the room to take my place beside Art, our leader, and look down at the faces of the twenty some others I have joined week after week. read more >>>>
Michael, a humble, devoted, kind husband and a caring father was struck by a tragedy that weakens his faith in good. He abandons everything to seek and to serve cold justice to those behind it. As he joins forces with a powerful and mysterious deity on the condition that he has to save mankind and most importantly, track down his real enemies. The battle he faces makes him embrace his sole purpose in life, but what he later discovers will either make or break him. read more >>>>
Original Story found at Lavy's Fiction Hub
Chapter One: The Memory
It was a bright night. The full moon and the bright stars lit up the night. It was chilly, and a naughty cold breeze kept tormenting my skin. Surprisingly, I didn’t shiver. I felt the cold bite my skin, but I stood boldly against the breeze resisting it and maintaining my firm posture and austere glare to the moon. I let my hair wild, loose and untamed, it was flowing with the wind and occasionally it covered my face. I didn’t struggle to put it back in place; it was the last thing in my mind.
Myriad of thoughts flooded my mind. Who was I? Olivia Harper didn’t fit my description anymore. I kept resisting the urge to let the beast in me reveal itself. It has been so long, and the city was yet another wilderness. I stood at the top of a twenty story apartment. It took a while before I could compose myself and fulfill my purpose there. I wore a black, now oversized long and lo read more >>>>
The Princess, the clown and the dreamer in one room read more >>>>
A savage race known as the Puricans who use Humans as food are fast running out of supplies which can threaten their existence and so must attack their rival race the Redicans, who they believe are the cause of their growing food shortages. read more >>>>
A young and vibrant woman finds herself ensnared in a web of fantasy, as circumstance leads her to an intriguing confident stranger who transforms her life with the delights of style, romance and vanity. He places the rare sweet nectar of desire at her feet. But is he divine, or merely a distraction from her main mission? read more >>>>