Fiction

“Who’s there!? Answer me, it’s not polite to sneak up on someone so go ahead show yourself, I said show yourself!” Michelle had reached behind her to try and grab something that might aid her in defending herself still looking in the general direction of the sound, that was until Maliyah broke into a fit or so Michelle thought when it turned out to be a panic attack, making Maliyah unable to speak of what Maliyah was experiencing for behind Michelle was the monster standing tall, ready to kill.…

I hear myself huffing and puffing as Lena and I run away from the terrifying loud cops chasing after us for stealing some food. I start to slow down exhausted but what keeps me going is the terrifying look on my poor sister's face, so I have no choice but to keep going. The police are getting closer and I am thinking thank god they didn't bring the dogs. I grab Lena´s hand and I pull her into an alley that is completely dark hoping to lose the police. We lean against a wall covering our mouths…

“What happened? Why are you two like this, where’s John?” Rebecca asked. “We don’t know. I arrived after he was gone,” Jeremy answered. “He was taken by it. The earth.” “You’re in shock William, you’re just spouting out nonsense.” “Are you sure? Like you said, you weren’t there when it happened,” Rebecca snapped back. “I’m glad a young investigator like you has an open mind to every possibility. It’s just that there is no physical evidence to support this claim,” Jeremy countered. Suddenly, they…

""Jump?" I jumped and started falling towards the Surface. I'd only been falling for a few seconds before Karane zoomed by me, feet first and screaming. I groaned; I'd forgotten to instruct her on how to do this. "Karane, open your Sailcloth," I yelled. Karane fumbled with her Sailcloth and opened it, floating lazily on the winds. I pulled out mine, several seconds earlier and I opened my up as well. We floated lazily down, over lava streams and steaming earth, until we landed in a solid…

And with that, the muscles in her throat squeezed what was left of the feline down into her stomach in a single fluid motion, his lubricated body sliding neatly into her belly. Inside Niziria's stomach, the cheetah quickly settled into a ball, it was the easiest position to assume within this fleshy prison. The walls where elastic and fitted tightly around Ziki's body, the feline could move around, but doing so was tiring. The young man was now entombed within the queen's greedy gut, his…

He shrugs. “I mean, I feel better now than I did on Monday?” It will have to be enough, Darlene thinks, and surges forward, ignoring how tight he goes under her hands. “Stop it,” she says into the prickly start of his hair. “I’m your sister and I love you, and you can hug me once in a while. You already tried to kiss me.” Elliot laughs a little. “I won’t do it again, I promise,” he says, but his body goes quiet in her arms, and he actually reaches up and hugs her back, just a little. His hands…

1) I was drifting off and it was about midnight, in December. A sound came at my door. But no one was there 2) I wanted the sun to arise again. I wanted to soak up all this information from my books because I was so sad about losing my Lenore. 3) My curtains would rustle and give a feeling I haven’t felt in a while. I wanted a visitor, I was wishing for a visitor. But there was nothing. 4) I begin to apologize for napping but I then realize that no one is at my door. 5) I stood…

“The sun used to be yellow once,” Aunty said. “Do any of you lot remember when it was yellow?” Franchette looked unwell. Her hands were never far from her face. “I'm not sure. Perhaps.” Aunty leaned forward in her chair, sticking her chin out and gazing about her, to make it clear to everyone she was about to address them all. “That's why the sun was always painted as yellow, you know?” Stella looked around the faces and nodded her head. “And when you see it these days it's white!” Michael…

I don't know how I'm feeling right now. This is so far from normal, I'm questioning my sanity. I'm almost convinced I've gone insane. Almost. My wife, Janice, died during childbirth. She was an outstanding, gorgeous, and an intelligent woman. A women who's smile could light up a whole room and who's laugh was so loud it was a challenge to eat out in public. But I lost her as she gave birth to our daughter. Sam. I could have hard feelings for Sam for taking away what once mine in a way…

You could only see half her face; her light brown hair covered the other half. She sat there crying from dawn to dusk. The busy world going throughout their day while only glimpsing her. She had an aura about her that made her invisible to most, maybe it was the way she dressed. No one knew why though, those of us who noticed her, but everyone knew she would be there the same day, every year. Everyone tried to comfort her or help and she never responded to them. The crimson sky would finally…