Young Adult

Thriller Red
It’s dark. Zarodie couldn’t see anything. She gingerly moved forward extending her arms as barriers so her body wouldn’t hit anything.
By Devond Devoe2 months ago in Fiction
Vessel Control Part III
Vapor trails issued from the stick. Gunnar Mayser walked the passageways. His gummy footwear never made a sound. He puffed on his vape stick. More of the smoke-like stuff puffed out and swirled about him like a morning mist.
By Skyler Saunders2 months ago in Fiction
Do You Trust Me?. Top Story - December 2025.
Aliyah was half way up the wall of the house’s exterior when Malcolm called up to her. “So you think we’ll get this house finished in time before the Mazurs get back from their family trip?”
By Joe Patterson2 months ago in Fiction
The Lights Delay
The office uses motion-sensor lights. They’re supposed to save money. They’re supposed to make late shifts feel less lonely—rows of cubicles blooming with white light as you walk past, proof that the building sees you.
By V-Ink Stories2 months ago in Fiction
The Overnight Janitor Who Doesn’t Exist
I work the late shift because it’s quiet. That’s the lie I tell people, anyway. The truth is I like knowing where everyone is. During the day, the office is unpredictable—meetings popping up, people hovering, footsteps that don’t belong to anyone you can see.
By V-Ink Stories2 months ago in Fiction
The Conference Room Reflection
The glass walls are supposed to make the office feel open. During the day, they reflect light, movement, people passing by with coffee cups and half-finished conversations. At night, they turn the building into a maze of mirrors.
By V-Ink Stories2 months ago in Fiction
Day 12: Something Is Writing Back
Day 1 I woke up on a carpet that smelled like old paper and damp electricity. Yellow walls. Buzzing lights. No windows. No doors that led anywhere meaningful.
By V-Ink Stories2 months ago in Fiction
Light Starvation
FIELD NOTES — UNDATED I don’t know when I got here. Time doesn’t behave normally. My watch stopped on entry. My phone battery died before I thought to conserve it. The lights, though—those I can measure.
By V-Ink Stories2 months ago in Fiction
Someone Else’s Footsteps
RECOVERY LOG — AUTHOR UNKNOWN I don’t know who will read this. I don’t know if anyone will. I’m writing because writing fixes things in place. It gives the room's edges.
By V-Ink Stories2 months ago in Fiction
Berganashio - Chapter 26
The fangs of the sea-wolfs snapped at the totters. "The tree! Over there!" Papa yelled, as they dodged the aggressive attackers.
By Rowan Finley 2 months ago in Fiction
Love Beyond the Office Walls: A Story Based on Real Life. AI-Generated.
Story (Based on a Real Story) Some love stories are born in poetry. Others begin in offices, meeting rooms, and quiet moments between deadlines. This is one of those stories — not perfect, not dramatic, but deeply real.
By shakir hamid2 months ago in Fiction
Two Hearts, One Promise: A True Love Story That Survived Time. AI-Generated.
True love does not always arrive with fireworks, dramatic music, or perfect timing. Sometimes, it enters quietly, disguised as a simple conversation, a shared silence, or a moment you don’t recognize as life-changing until years later. This is one such story — real, imperfect, and deeply human.
By shakir hamid2 months ago in Fiction