🏆 Writing Competition LIVE!💰 $100 prize⏳ Closes in View competition →

🏆 Writing Competition LIVE! -💰 $100prize

Short stories & poems

All Poetry Science Fiction Action & Adventure Fantasy Romance Horror Crime, Mystery & Thriller YA Fiction Humour Western

Recently featured

Misery Chick

Wasted Weather

1 min read

The weekend drags its feet As I spend my day indoors Note-taking, Sunbathing When

Taylor Amerson

The Gods

1 min read

‘This isn’t possible,’ Tensha thought in his own language. He turned over the leaves

Alex

Truth or Death

2 min read

He pushes me up against the wall, his arm across my throat, making it hard to breathe

Tenshi

Umbrella

1 min read

When the storm comes, my compass always points to— You. You’re always there when I’

Niall O'Donnell

One Hell of a Job

2 min read

I thought I'd already had a rough day. Mark, my overseer, had given me an earful abou

Celeste Linman

Faults

1 min read

Writing Prompt: May 17 - "We all look the same in the dark." In the light, we're sha

Read more writings

Twinning

Katelyn Jane

1 min read

“Are you ready?”

“Yes,” I eagerly responded.

“We’ll start with Twinning. It’s an ancient ritual to ensure that our essences are complementary.”

I tried to fight the rising anxiety in my chest. I had invested so much of myself into him, into us, I couldn’t begin to fathom what would happen if we weren’t compatible.

His calloused hands guided my body into his and my pulse stuttered when his arm...

Romance

Who, Me?

Bertie

1 min read

Mirror shows my face

not the hero I had dreamed,

but storm in disguise....

Feast of Fears

Katelyn Jane

4 min read

Cassie's mom had warned her never to participate in trances or try to evoke the spirits. But her mom was dead and couldn't warn her of anything anymore. So, when Lisa suggested at the sleepover that they perform trances to talk to ghosts, Cassie recklessly volunteered.

"Okay, so you're gonna lay your head in my lap and I'll guide you." Lisa said with confidence.

"Are you sure we should be doing ...

Horror

Thriller

Some

Blue

1 min read

The rain didn’t stop for three days.

Milo Thorne didn’t mind the weather. In fact, it gave him the perfect excuse to stay in the dusty archives of the Old Town Library, where forgotten manuscripts and misfiled secrets found their final resting place. As the town’s youngest archivist, Milo prided himself on restoring order to the chaos of history.

But on the third day of rain, he found something ...

Romance

i need you

Mae Bowling

1 min read

say it softly,

like I’m your favorite

thing to ruin gently.

tell me I’ve done well

with your mouth

against my neck

hands heavy with pride

call me a good girl

watch me bloom,

wild and wet

just for you

baby,

i’ve waited my whole life

to be told

i’m enough

like this....

Poetry

Romance

Black

🦢

1 min read

“Darcella!” I hear my name being yelled from across the field. The long wheat and grass strands tickling my bare legs, my not-so-white gown sticking to my skin.

I stare down at my body, my trembling hands in front of me. I think he did this to me. The man running up to me.

“Stay back! I mean it, you lunatic!” I exclaim as I try to retreat back into the forest. The strong, heady metallic scent of...

YA fiction

Thriller

Not his fault

Invisible poetry 💙

1 min read

It’s not his fault that he can’t love

an empty shell, a dull portrait

of our borderline connection.

For me, he’ll always be the boy

that held me tight against the wind,

in front of a big ocean, swore his heart

to open, to protect, to fight. For us.

Not anymore, I cried my bloody tears,

I paid the price, I did my part!

Not anymore! I scream to waves

that carry my nostalgia away. I can’t.

Love ...

Poetry

Drama

Perspective

samatna

1 min read

All this time I thought he was the villain, but as I watched the blood drip from my fingertips, I realised it was all a matter of perspective and that great word IF.

So if the Mixie the cat hadn’t killed a mouse and left it in my shoe I wouldn’t have screamed when getting dressed.

If I hadn’t screamed then I guess my darling husband Malcolm wouldn’t have started shouting at me all angry like.

I...

God Has Risen, The House Has Fallen

Elizabeth Irie

1 min read

Hannah runs up the stairs, laughter floating of her and her siblings lips. Today is a good day, it is Easter, her family has just gotten back from church, and the girls all wear white sundresses, while the boys wear khaki cargo shorts paired with formal, fitted short sleeve shirts, that vary in pastel colors. Hannah tries her best to pass her siblings, eager to get to the door first, with speed an...

YA fiction

Down In The Quartz Quarry

1 min read

Down in the quartz quarry,

There’s a torquoise lake.

The stones are glimmering white,

And the sky is blue.

Lounging down in the quartz quarry,

Some more pot, I’ll take,

I’m high as a kite,

And the water is cold, refreshingly blue.

Down in the quartz quarry,

Shivering gently after floating in the lake,

The sun is setting, nearly night,

And I’m in love with you.

Relaxing down in the quartz quarry...

Poetry