Kanna's DeathKanna lay alone, barely a speck upon a bed the size of an ocean liner. It was laughably too big for the tiny, elderly woman nestled there, but she couldn’t bear to part with it- though there had been many offers to move her to a place more human-accessible. After all, her husband had been gone for five years now. Never in a million years did she imagine she would outlive Adrian, healthy as a horse his entire life and seven years younger than her to boot. Life had its own cruel irony to play out.Kanna's Death23 hours ago in Short Stories
Kanna turned her head to the side, casting a tired gaze towards the nightstand. Level with the bedside, Megumi had fallen asleep in a little rocking chair, a book of Kanna’s favorite poetry still half-open in her lap. A little smile twitched upon the old woman’s lips before she resigned deeper into her layers of pillows. Megumi was a grown woman herself now. Edging near fifty-two this coming fall, with four of her own children to raise.
And they were beautiful
10 Minute Story |Action| - Don't Wake The Devil"What are you doing?! Run! NOW!"10 Minute Story |Action| - Don't Wake The Devil1 day ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes
In just a few seconds, my entire life flashed right in front of my eyes. How did things suddenly become this way? The both of us were finally seeing each other again after so long, so why did this have to happen?
"I'M NOT LEAVING YOU BEHIND, IDIOT."
I couldn't waste anymore time. From here on, I know it was either kill.. or be killed. To be honest, if I knew ten minutes ago that this was going to happen, I wouldn't have chosen to walk through this dark alley that serves as a shortcut to where I was headed to. But it was the first time in six years that I was finally going to see him again. I just couldn't wait.
I wanted to get to him as quickly as possible.
"Look, unlike you, I grew up all roughed up. I can handle this. So if you can keep up with me, do it. Otherwise, YOU run."
I knew I sounded crazy considering I'm the woman and he's the man here, but we both know it's true anyway. When faced with a situation like this where you me
Wedgie Date (Human)(Ok just a few things to point out this is based on a true story, but I'm not calling it a true story because it's not quiet the true version of it, second if you read my MLP stories with my OC Wild and notice Alyssa acts like her that's because I based Wild off of her, last of all Flame in this story is real life me)Wedgie Date (Human)18 hours ago in Short Stories
Flame and Alyssa just got to Flame's house and got out of his car Flame was dressed like Soul from Soul Eater and Alyssa was dressed like Maka from Soul Eater. "Thanks for cosplaying with me Flame" Alyssa said as they walked inside. "No problem anything for you Alyssa" Flame said trying to sound convincing meanwhile all he was thinking was 'How did she convince me to do that again?'
"I know it's not your favorite thing to do, but I really enjoy it when you cosplay with me" she said before giving Flame a kiss. Flame smiled "Anytime Alyssa I really don't mind" He said while thinking 'O yea that's how.' Alyssa laid down on Flame's couch "You know that's a lot of fun, but I'm
To Summon a GiantThe library was empty. The mousy librarian named Mrs. Jones sat quietly behind the front desk, eyes wide as she read one of her favorite Charlotte Bronte books.To Summon a Giant15 hours ago in Short Stories
She looked up at the sound of light foot steps approaching. Mrs. Jones glanced up from the text and smiled. A young girl, around 20 or so was waiting patiently.
Her hair was long and braided, her skin a light brown. Her large eyes were a fascinating hazel, gazing kindly at the older woman with respect and excitement.
"Ah hello, Kara," Mrs. Jones greeted the young girl gently. "It's nice to see you again. How was your winter break?"
Kara smiled weakly and shrugged. She wore a long navy blue dress coat, that hug snugly around her waist. She was carrying a book bag.
"I was just wondering if I could renew a book?"
Mr.s Jones nodded. "Yes of course. Just sign in on this sheet here, and I'll make sure you aren't fined,"
Kara nodded and took out a pen from her pocket. "Sounds good, thank you so much Mrs. Jones.
Isn't it Absurd - The womanA woman went to a maker of sweets and said to him:Isn't it Absurd - The woman13 hours ago in Short Stories
"Make a cake for my dead husband and write the following:"
"To my favorite husband, the great thief and murderer"
The cake maker refused her demand, so she had him arrested, imprisoned and executed.
The same woman then went to the priest of the village and said to him:
"Bless my relations to my husbands and lovers. Bless my children, the little thieves and murderers."
The priest agreed, and the woman had him promoted to the position of bishop. The previous bishop resisted this absurdity, so she had him arrested, imprisoned and executed.
It is said that the priest, the judge and the executor were all among her many lovers, but no one knows for sure.
"Isn't it absurd?", the Master asked
Clocktober #4 - Things Tombstones SayClocktober #4 - Things Tombstones Say13 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes
Here's what happened: last year, a local magazine held a contest for their Día De Muertos edition. You had to shoot 'em an e-mail (writing "Death Certificate of YourName" in the subject) filled with as many epitaphs as you pleased. The staff's favorites would be published. I forgot all about it until the deadline, at which point, I improvised some on the fly and sent them for kicks. Several ended up chosen! Read 'em and a some new ones below:
"I saw the light at the end of the road. Had I known it was a train..."
"You'll never believe everything in here, and just for being so skeptic, I ain't telling nothing"
"They actually never found my body. The watchman hides his garbage here"
"Okay, first step done! Now, how do I charge the insurance?"
"Heat here is horrible, but better this than Arizona"
"I can confirm every belief is correct. All of them, but especially atheism"
"Heavy metal isn't actually the devil's music. He's
Dan Hibiki VS Paul Blart-PreludeDan Hibiki VS Paul Blart-Prelude16 hours ago in Short Stories
Only: These two morons really have it bad, almost like the universe has it out for them.
Jerry: Dan Hibiki, the laughingstock of Street Fighter.
Only: and Paul Blart, mall cop extraordinaire. I'm Only and he's Jerry, and it's our job to find out who would win a DEATH BATTLE!
Only: Among the Street Fighter cast, there is great power. From Ryu Hoshi, to Ken Masters, to M.Bison, this series is legendary for the sheer strength of it's characters. However, there is one above the rest....
Only: Well....he at least thinks that.
Name: Dan Hibiki
Height: 5' 10"
Weight: 163 lbs.
Only: Despite being completely and utterly worthless, Dan Hibiki is actually the son of the successful and legendary master of martial arts, Go Hibiki.
Jerry: Like father, unlike son! Am I right? Can I get a high five? No? Aww....
Only: Everything was going fine for Dan, until the Shadaloo agent Sagat ap
Life of Bea - Chapter 1Humans hate giants. It’s in our blood, as humans, to be scared of people hundreds of feet tall that us, right? So it’s not completely irrational.Life of Bea - Chapter 18 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters
Giants have been on earth easily 50 years before I was born and from what the books say, they saved us from ruin. Wars were tearing the earth apart and nuke threats were being delivered daily. The giant’s saw this and decided to ‘help’. Apparently their idea of helping a civilization was to enslave it. The giant’s came and took over our societies, our government, our free will. Giants would periodically come to earth, round up as many humans as possible and take them back to their home planet and distribute us into pet shelters to be adopted out. Humans were no longer people, they were pets, an accessory, ‘companions’. And that is why I hate giants. Those of us who have not yet been taken have to spend our lives hiding, hoping that we won’t be found. Their ships come every 6 months with te
Cheeky monkey!The seven-year-old was being playful and cheeky. Almost too cheeky. He was running around trying to irritate his brothers and parents, but in a playful, child-like way. The boy’s parents and older siblings chuckled at his antics. However the boy overstepped his mark. He grabbed his older brother’s sides and squeaked, racing off. The older teen jumped.Cheeky monkey!20 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes
“WAHAY!” the sixteen-year-old cried. Their parents chuckled and the older teen glared at his brother playfully. “I’m gonna get you for that!” he cried. The little boy squealed and bolted out of the family house, with the teenager hot on his heels. In no time, the teenaged boy caught up with the younger lad, grabbing him and swinging him over his shoulder. He walked back into the house and dropped the little boy to the couch.
“Right you!” he cried, grabbing the boy’s sides and squeezing them. The boy’s father chuckled at the two siblings playing and placed his newspaper down
:Can't Get Away::Can't Get Away:20 hours ago in Short Stories
The sky was dark with winter clouds, the ground coated in white particles of the cold season’s snow, the air coming out as fog as passing people exhaled. Pointed crystals draped stiff over ledges and buildings roofs. Despite the freezing temperatures, students walked the halls of the heated school with eager happiness as the last days of school neared to the end. The first semester was coming to a close, giving all of the school a two and a half week break to celebrate the Christmas holidays.
But not all the students held enthusiastic façade’s. A certain pair of friends were actually quite somber. As days past and the end of the semester came closer, they began getting all torn up.
‘I shouldn’t have let myself grown attached…’ A certain black-haired male thought as his
Darkest Lies [Chapter 30]Darkest Lies [Chapter 30]Darkest Lies [Chapter 30]21 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters
After they had left Vixen and Sage, they headed to Fuzzy's. Sand visited with his aunt for a bit, while Lightning explained to Rain how their father was feeling. Lightning told her that he was recovering and Lightning was sure that he was fine for the year. Sand suggests that they got visit them for a bit and then later he'd return to his aunt.
When they arrived, Rain told her mother that she was excited to have new siblings and asks her when they would be due, which is guessed to be about a month. Skunk begins to share some advice to her daughter, knowing that one day Sand and Rain would probably have a litter. Rain listened to her mother's every word, completely interested and thankful for the advice.
One the first couple nights, Sand decided that Lightning could have some time away from Fuzzy to be able to visit with his family, so Sand decided to stay with his aunt. He kind of missed staying at Fuzzy'
Reunion - Part 3>>> Previously: Unexpected <<<Reunion - Part 311 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters
Energy and emotions surged through her as his lips met hers. Everything was so confusing. She had convinced herself that this would never happen, that he was gone for good. Now here he stood, free of the shadow that had haunted him, claiming that he had left in order to protect her, in order to protect her people. Her heart was racing with a thrill she could only compare to that of a hunt, but even then, it didn’t come close. Tears threatened to well in her eyes, but she choked them back as she gently parted herself from him. He looked different. He hadn’t changed much physically, not like she had, but he was different. It was in his eyes. She sensed hope, wonder and curiosity, something she had never
Blue Moon: Chapter 5Chapter 5: Open EyesBlue Moon: Chapter 513 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters
Serana wasted no time once morning was upon them. She rushed over to Lana’s room, ready to speak to her, but to her surprise there were two guards leaving their post, which was right outside Lana’s door. Probably in case of a werewolf attack?
Serana proceeded, slowly opening the door and peering in. She looked over at Lana, who was still asleep. She was sprawled out on her belly with the blanket covering her back; her upper back, arms and legs exposed.
She then fully entered the room, slowly walking over to Lana’s bedside. She kneeled down and gently shook Lana’s shoulder.
“Hey, Lana. I know it’s early, but I need to speak with you.”
Lana mumbled something and turned away. “Can it wait… I’m not ready.” She said, very slurred.
“It’s about the werewolves. You were right.”
Lana then opened her eyes and turned to face Serana. The werewolves? She picked up the blanket and covered
The Perfect PresentThe Perfect PresentThe Perfect Present17 hours ago in Short Stories
“No need to pout like that,” my wife told me.
I blinked. “Huh? I wasn’t pouting…”
“Please,” Carmen said, a knowing smile exposing her cute, chipmunk teeth. “Your bottom lip was practically quivering.”
I tried to glare at her but, as always, it just didn’t work. She was so damn beautiful. She was as tall as me, dark hair framing a youthful, playful face, all on top of a curvy figure. It wasn’t as curvy as I might have liked, I admitted to myself, but I still found her irresistible. I would kill to see her with another 40 pounds (or even another 140, or more…) but, even so, she was sexy enough as she was.
“I know you find my book clubs boring,” Carmen continued, “and I love you so much for sitting through them. I do appreciate it, I really do - especially on your birthday.” I made a no-big-deal gesture which she defiantly ignored. “Which is why I have a surprise
Trip To Mars (Part II)Ever have one of those nights when you have slept forever but you feel even more tired. That was how Jennifer felt. It seemed like she had slept for days, but she was exhausted. And she was bound and gagged.Trip To Mars (Part II)8 hours ago in Short Stories
Now if anyone is wondering how this happened, you may want to check out Part One. If you're the type that just likes stories that start with a bound and gagged damsel, then just keep reading.
Anyway, Jennifer appeared to be in a tanning bed securely tied with cables and duct tape. She remembered that awful dream where she was interviewing some astronauts for her school newspaper. They kidnapped her and threw her into the cryogenic chamber so she would make the trip to Mars with them. But that had to be a dream right?
The lid of the chamber opened and there were the creeps that kidnapped her standing about her. "Oh cool!" one said. "Our sex slave is awake. Heh! Heh!"
Jennifer screamed through her gag. She might have been tied up and at their mercy but no one was going to call her th
Walking the Cursed Path... The day was bright, as usual, yet the stormclouds were ever present in her mind, fractured by the harsh sun of a sudden reality. The Element that made her who she was, the glowing golden amulet that she wore with honor every day, no longer shone. It knew, just as she had always known, that she was not truly worthy of it's power. It had called to her, accepted her as it's guardian, but it knew now that she unknowingly held deep pretense. The selfishness she had fought for so long had finally claimed her, as soon as her mark was ripped from her. That brief period of 'equality' had revealed to the Element that her selfishness was stronger then the generosity it sought from her. The final nail was stuck when her mark was returned. It melded back with her, but it felt.... different, as if it changed. She realized then that she had changed, that the corruption of selfishness had spread when the mark's protection was finally gone. TheWalking the Cursed Path...20 hours ago in Short Stories
Table For ScarletTable For ScarletTable For Scarlet2 hours ago in Short Stories
I press my foot on the break and the car goes to a sudden stop. As I open the door, I try to be careful enough not to rip my dress because of what happened last year. Excited, I walk towards the restaurant and a large sign in front of the door catches my eyes reading, "La Petite Room." Guessing this is a French restaurant, I head on inside waiting for a table.
A warm looking waitress walks up to me holding some porcelain plates and their menus. With a smile, the lady says, "Welcome to La Petite Room, one of the finest restaurants in town. Can I take you to your reserved table?"
"A reserved table?" I ask confused, not remembering about any reserved table.
"Why yes. Follow me dear." She smiles, then leading me to a table far from the entrance where I came from.
Surrounding me are small tables with two chairs each. The one she takes me to has a paper letter on it reading my name, "Scarlet." That's strange, I don't remember calling for a reserved table. In fact how
Untitled HD 60532 C story snippitThey were all dead. By the time I woke up, everything and everyone I ever knew or loved was gone. Dead. No funerals attended, no flowers left on graves. They were dead, gone, and 800 years in my past.Untitled HD 60532 C story snippit2 hours ago in Short Stories
I honestly wouldn’t have had it any other way. I hated goodbyes, and I hated the crying associated with the departure of a loved one. Sure there were plenty of tears when I departed for this godforsaken corner of the universe, without an inkling of why exactly I was headed here, but it all seemed so insignificant to the scope of my mission. I wouldn’t be the first explorer to set human eyes on a planet in a far away system, one dubbed the Navis System that lay in the Puppis constellation. That honor went to those brave few who attempted much closer, near-earth candidates. For me, NASA had something else in mind. Something older, something much more daring. Something so far out that, by the time I arrived, it would take nearly 85 years for messages to get between us.
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The smallest twinAll your life you were the smallest twin at the hight of four inchis and your twin was a normal hight. You always bugged your parents to go to school with your twin and when they finally said yes. The next day when you and your twin got to school he/she takes you to class. After an 1hour when class was over you were packing up to head to lunch when some quickly picked you up and shoved you in their pocket so who's kidnapping you and want well they do?The smallest twin7 hours ago in Short Stories
Dean- is the captain of the football team. Dean has green eyes and brown hair. Dean can be very scary and mishiviuse but under all of that he's a teddy bear
Emma-Is the captain of the cheerleader team. Emma has blue eyes and blonde hair. Emma is can turn really scary when she doesn't get her way
Hank- is the slacker who loves to skip class. Hank has brown eyes and brown hair. Hank loves to scare people.
Sara- Sara is a shy girl who likes to stay to her self. Sara has blue eyes and red hair. Sara loves to read and draw
Dave: Dave is a guy
Summons from other Dimensions part 3A ball went flying in the Thompson household as young five year old David began to throw a tantrum. “I don’t care that Daddy will be home soon I want to go play now.” Stomping has foot and throwing another ball to emphasize his point, flinching as the ball narrowly missed his mother’s favorite lamp. He hoped she didn’t see that.Summons from other Dimensions part 318 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters
His mother began to massage her temples to alleviate some of the headache that her son was bringing on. “Sweetie your father called not long ago and said that he’d be home in a few minutes, and I can’t watch you in the park while I try to cook dinner.”
David continued to stomp his feet and flap his arms about randomly. “NO! I already waited a few minutes and Daddy’s still not home yet, and I want to play outside NOW!” Frankly he was tired of his Mommy’s bad logic. A few minutes meant no more than three and as soon as they were up he came
The TreeEverything was calm. It was a bit cold out and a dense mist wafted by outside the window of my home. The the moon was bright. It gave the trees long shadows that striped the ground. It seemed to almost caress the fog,making it look like the entire forest was luminous. Birds of prey and creatures of the night made rustles and calls that hardly cut the silence. Instead, all noises were absorbed the thick veil of moisture hanging in the air. It was, that is to say, like any other night.The Tree16 hours ago in Short Stories
Except that it wasn't. I could smell it on the night's breath, almost as prevalently as the petrichor the mist cast up, that something was wrong. I could feel it almost as starkly as I could feel the cold on my skin as I stepped outside in my thin blue nightshirt.
Autumn had arrived in full force. No chill winds blew to banish the fog, and my pajamas were soon damp as though I had rolled in dew. I held my arms close to my body in an attempt to conserve a bit of heat. I walked into the woods on my usual pat
BlackBlack54 minutes ago in Short Stories
It was black. It was sharp and oozing at the same time. Spiked protrusions stabbed out and sank back into the darkness, thick tar dripped to the floor. Its hulking shape slid and morphed across the room, draining the colour of and engulfing everything in its path. It was black. It was pure shadow. The only things breaking the abyss were piercing white eyes, large round white orbs that gazed right through you. It was black. It appeared flat whichever way you looked at it, any light across it was simply sucked in. Its looming body slinks towards you, towering over you. You are transfixed by those soulless disks, and swallowed whole into the black.
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Ryan awoke with a start, and said good morning to the wooden floor with his face. He lay there for a minute, momentarily confused as to where he is. Then he groans, and remembers that he apparently wanted to give his apartment floor a goo
A Stormy Night at TUGS Headquarters As the storm raged on outside the enormous building that currently served as the secluded corporate headquarters of the mysterious TUGS Company, a man in a white hood set his stony face in a grim expression as he stomped toward the building.A Stormy Night at TUGS Headquarters11 hours ago in Short Stories
Staring fixedly at the front doors and deciding that it wasn't a proper place to enter, he instead turned his gaze to a large iron vent cover that covered a ventilation shaft wide enough for him to crawl through. The man in the white hood crept over to the vent cover, and getting the best grip he could from the stubborn metal, ripped it off the wall.
Managing to scowl and seem intimidating as he knelt down and crawled into the vent, he entered the building.
Although most of the workers had gone home for the rainy evening, there were still a few researchers around. Such a huge organization seemed a bit excessive for an underwear company, but he knew there was more than that going on here. The v