Latest Stories

Most recently published stories in Chapters.

The Society
“Excuse me, Miss.” A woman taps Myla lightly on the shoulder. “Would you mind holding onto this for a few moments?” The woman wearing a lavender cloak with gold trim holds out a woven basket containing something wrapped in a pale cloth. “I’ll be right back,” she says with a kind smile.
By Clever&WTF2 years ago in Chapters
"Deringwood Chronicles: Shadows of Destiny". Content Warning.
Chapter 1: The Mysterious Arrival The night was dark and stormy as Detective Sarah Mitchell wrapped up her shift at the Deringwood police station. Rain beat relentlessly against the windows, and lightning streaked across the sky like jagged scars. It was the kind of night that sent shivers down your spine, but Sarah had seen it all—or so she thought.
By Μarilena Κont2 years ago in Chapters
Echoes of Eternity
The night hung heavy with an eerie stillness as Emily made her way through the dense woods that surrounded her cabin. A rising moon cast silvery beams through the canopy, illuminating her path with an ethereal glow. Leaves rustled underfoot, and the distant hoot of an owl echoed through the trees. Her steps were cautious, guided more by intuition than a clear purpose.
By Sweet, Sour, Bitter2 years ago in Chapters
A Marble Garden in China. Content Warning.
The presence of a beloved individual with whom I share an unbreakable connection makes an idyllic day for me. The setting is the embrace of nature and a serene garden. Feeling the sun's warmth on our faces while a gentle breeze cools us. The fresh air of a new season carries the fragrant aroma of blooming flowers, delighting our senses. It wasn't until my thirties that my life made that outing far better than I had ever dreamed.
By Elisa Green2 years ago in Chapters
Proxima Bound
Chapter One: Thief Year 193AC (After Cataclysm) Day 102 Deck 53. Mid-Section G. Approaching engineering storage Thief crawled through the hot ventilation shaft. In the dark, she wriggled out of her jumpsuit, making the heat more bearable; but one discomfort replaced another, as scrawny knees and elbows rubbed against aluminium pipework. Her skin, slick with sweat, squeaked against the metal with each wriggle forward. She feared one of “them” might hear her laboured breathing and squeaking skin; she told herself for the hundredth time, that perhaps they’d put the noise down to rats, or the ship’s machinery. Would they be able to smell her though? The cloying odour of her physical labour filled the shaft. Would it seep out and waft into their nostrils? She imagined them sniffing her scent in the air; their lips curling back over white fangs as they arched their heads towards the vents, grinning with delight at the promise of fresh blood.
By Davi Mai2 years ago in Chapters
A Garden of Ash-Colored Roses
Sixty years ago Cupid's bow and arrow ensured that my parent's separate paths merged into one. They were a couple that most parents envied as they never argued or involved anyone in their business. I cannot recall them having any problems. I'm not implying that I had a perfect life, as every couple faces issues, but they chose to keep theirs private.
By Elisa Green2 years ago in Chapters
A Look at Cutting-Edge Technologies
The evolution of technology is redefining how we interact, work, and live. Technologies such as Artificial Intelligence (AI), Quantum Computing, and 5G are at the forefront of this metamorphosis, offering revolutionary shifts across various sectors. This discourse will explore the effects of these Cutting-Edge Technologies on societies and individuals, discussing how we can optimize our approach to fully embrace their benefits.
By Arnold Brighton2 years ago in Chapters
The bumpy road of my life
Oh my God, I'm almost 50! I have heard that many people are scared about hitting 50-year-olds, but I'm not! It feels okay actually, I really don't know why I should be scared.
By Sylvette Bergius Demircan2 years ago in Chapters
The bumpy road of my life.
The year is 1983 and it´s August and I begin second grade in my new school. It was a big class, 32 pupils with me! We only had one teacher, but she was so good at holding us together and staying calm, so we had good learning lessons. Every grade had 3 parallels so you can understand the school was quite big, all from a daycare center to the 9th grade.
By Sylvette Bergius Demircan2 years ago in Chapters
The October Kiss
In October's hug, cool and sweet, Pre-winter's lips with colors loaded, Leaves like confetti, dark red and gold, A romantic tale in each story it's told.
By SOUKASAM2 years ago in Chapters
Looking Through the Bus Windows at Night. Content Warning.
It was a fresh harvest time evening in the clamoring city of Belleville. The roads, enlightened by the warm sparkle of streetlamps, appeared to shine with a feeling of wizardry as the city's inhabitants approached their lives. On one specific city transport, shaking its direction through the metropolitan labyrinth, there were three outsiders whose lives were going to meet in a manner they would never have envisioned.
By SOUKASAM2 years ago in Chapters
The Willowbrook Enchanted Pastries. Content Warning.
In the pleasant town of Willowbrook, settled between moving slopes and a wandering stream, carried on with a talented bread cook named Clara Hart. Clara was famous all over for her flavorful baked goods and captivating cakes. Her bread shop, "Clara's Desserts," stood gladly at the intersection of Central avenue, where the lovely aroma of her newly prepared products drifted out onto the cobblestone walkway.
By SOUKASAM2 years ago in Chapters