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Stories in Fiction that you’ll love, handpicked by our team.

They Called Her Myth. First Place in Word Hunt Challenge.
I told Jack I couldn’t swim. Said it more than once as he undid the mooring lines and eased the boat out into the harbor. Told him I had sunk like a rock in the school’s swimming pool one summer. Looked up from the bottom, and saw legs kicking, several faces peering down at me in amusement. The last of the bubbles reaching the surface as I wondered what would happen to me.
By Joe Luca3 years ago in Fiction
Living with Machines
She turned to the right and saw the gleaming steel. He had smoked a power packet and the steam emitted from his throat. Through the experience of living with machines, she gleaned a bit of knowledge about them.
By Skyler Saunders3 years ago in Fiction
The Night of White Umbrellas
This street often speaks. On the night of the white umbrellas, many voices made their way to me. But I did not listen, for their shadows swallowed them before I could. Street lamps became my saving grace. And I watched the voices. I never stopped until the dawn came and I could see them no more.
By Mackenzie Davis3 years ago in Fiction
Fable 8: The Newt and the Newspawn
There was once a tadpole, who had a broken tail. She wriggled from her soft egg one day and entered the world of a forest pond with her brothers and sisters.
By ThatWriterWoman3 years ago in Fiction
Distraction Game - it's all in the eyes
Ready to play? I cast a devilish smile from across the chaotic bar, towards you but not quite focused... enough to make you wonder if you are the target of my intentions tonight. Enough to give you hope.
By Donna Renee3 years ago in Fiction
Self Care
Barefoot and breath ragged, Norah skidded to a halt when she spotted the room. She took one last furtive glance at the hallway’s alarm signal, but it remained, like all the others, in a sanguine slumber. Her right fist curled tighter around the fire ax, and she opened the door.
By Annie 3 years ago in Fiction
Pelted
“Alora!” he grunted through the shirt I’d used to gag him. Soryn held the conch shell to his face; Calla bound his hands.
By Holly Pheni3 years ago in Fiction
Candy Caper
Mia, seven, expert barefoot stealth artist, picked her way over the kitchen tiles. It was the perfect time to collect. The summer heat of afternoon had sunken in – anyone with a full belly was liable to succumb to fatigue. Still air hung heavy with perfume of flowers and fruit, and a yellow bird perched and sang atop the gable.
By Lark Hanshan3 years ago in Fiction
An unexpected Reunion
Robert thought that the worst thing that could happen today would be revealing the truth to his girlfriend , Wanda. How could he tell her about the love he felt for Maryanne, and had always felt for her, without breaking Wanda's heart? And what about Maryanne's boyfriend, and Robert's best friend, Keith? How would he react when he found out that Robert and Maryanne had professed their, long simmering, love for each other last night?
By Gerald Holmes3 years ago in Fiction
Best Laid Plans
Late afternoon heat evaporated as dusk settled gently across the field. We laid unmoving. Waiting patiently, weeks of preparation and planning were about to pay off.
By JBaz3 years ago in Fiction
Sniffing Out the Prize
Sixty seconds was all it took. One brief moment of time, one brief lapse of concentration by the two-legged creature, and a little patience and ingenuity on my part.
By Cathy holmes3 years ago in Fiction
In a Flash
They say everything changes in a flash and plans go to waste, leaving you wondering how it all came to this. They’ll chase you to the ends of the earth for this. When they catch you they’ll want to know why.
By Kevin McLaughlin3 years ago in Fiction