Romance
The Perils Of A Long Distance Love
You tell each other you love each other on the phone, every time, but you always feel this will be the last time. You may only be separated by twenty feet of tarmac, just across the road, but it may as well be the distance between the poles.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 7 months ago in Chapters
The Siren's Curse- Chapter One
When I walk through the door of my home, I don't bother to yell to my wife that I'm home. She won't say anything back. Oh, how I miss the early days in our marriage. When I'd come home and Lucy would greet me at the door, eyes shining as she throws her arms around my neck and kisses me.
By K. R. Young7 months ago in Chapters
A Night To Last A Lifetime
The rain had stopped just minutes before Mira stepped out of the cab. She stood at the edge of the old iron gate, staring up at the sprawling manor in the hills outside Florence. Soft golden light spilled from the windows like silk. Music—a haunting violin—drifted into the cool night air, threading through her like memory. She clutched the invitation in her hand as if it might disappear.
By Khubaib saeed 7 months ago in Chapters
Whisper in the crowd
Lena sat on the worn wooden bench at the edge of the park, the early evening breeze ruffling her hair. The sun was dipping low, painting the sky in shades of amber and lavender. Around her, the city hummed softly — distant cars, laughter from a nearby playground, the faint clinking of glasses from a street café. But inside her mind, there was a storm.
By Khubaib saeed 7 months ago in Chapters
Chapter 4 Pt2: Pizza Girl
Chapter 4 continued: Part 2… After a quick and necessarily cold shower in the gym, I hop on the tube and travel underground through the stuffy tunnels of London. I stand on a slightly less crowded train, having missed the Friday rush hour, and try to shake the images that crowd my head. Not the girls, but the guys. What is it with older guys in the gym locker room? It’s like the only time they get to be naked. One guy dropped his towel and bent over less than a foot from my face while I knelt down to tie my shoes. I’ve never been mooned and black-holed at the same time before. The other stood with his foot on the bench and let it all hang out like a rejected marble statue, smooth like one too. It must have been as cold as marble, too, based on the size of it. Not that he cared. Oh, to have that much confidence. I can’t begin to imagine all the rejections I wouldn’t remember. My life could have been so different had I had just thirty per cent more confidence. I’m thirty, and my longest relationship was only a month long. To be honest, I don’t know whether that’s long enough to count in months or if ‘dates’ would be the correct measurement. Technically, we only went on six dates. Six. I roll my head back and let out a groan. I freeze when I remember where I’m standing. I can’t believe I’m thirty and I’ve never had a relationship.
By Simon George7 months ago in Chapters
