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December 04, 2025
Horror Stories Alizah Zaidi

The Apartment That Remembers

Elias Trent signed the lease for Apartment 4B on a damp Sunday morning in October—one of those mornings when the sky felt heavy with secrets. He had moved to Hawthorne City for a fresh start, a quieter life, and an escape from the noise of the world. The…
December 04, 2025
General Stories Ben Macnair

The Silent City

John awoke not with a jump, but with a profound, unsettling lack of noise. Usually, Tuesdays in his high-rise apartment were an orchestral assault: the insistent moan of the sanitation truck, the 7:05 a.m. argument between Mrs. Petrovich and her potted fig…
December 04, 2025
Crime Stories Ben Macnair

The Shoplifter

The city was a bruise, the sky a bruised purple at dawn, bleeding into a sickly yellow by noon. Sarah knew its various shades intimately, mostly from beneath the hoods of stolen jackets or the weak, flickering bulbs of forgotten alleyways. She was a ghost in…
December 04, 2025
General Stories Tom Kropp

Shannon's Date

Recently I testified at a murder trial. My big brown Quarter Horse named Buster snorted and stomped his hoof with clear protest at the prospect of moving farther into the forest patch. It was a cool September evening with the sun slipping over the horizon in…
December 04, 2025
Crime Stories Tom Kropp

Astral Homicide Hunter

Scot put his back to the hall wall and shifted to see all three members of the football team as they approached. All three football heroes stood over six foot tall and weighed over 200 pounds. In contrast, Scot was short and only weighed 165 pounds. His small…
December 04, 2025
Flash Fiction Ben Macnair

The Mirror

Laura stepped into the pulsating nightclub, the bass thudding through her chest like a primal heartbeat. At 29, she had seen her share of wild nights, but tonight something felt different. The air was thick with smoke and neon haze, and the crowd swirled…
December 04, 2025
Crime Stories Ben Macnair

The Shoelace

The field was a tapestry of amber and gold, the dying grass whispering secrets to the wind. It was a beautiful place, usually. But not today. Today, it was a crime scene. And among the scattered debris of a struggle, a single, mundane object held a chilling…
December 04, 2025
Poetry Markus J

When Santa Comes Downunder

when santa comes down under- he would leave behind snow and thunder. he would cross scenic beaches of golden sand- instead of crossing an ice and snow covered land. he`ll would fly over dirt river beds dry- while constantly swatting away a fly. would he swap…
December 04, 2025
Romance Stories Anthony L

Mr Big

Scotty Biggs lived his life like most people. He lived in New York, in a small apartment above a little bodega that one of his friends still owns. His routine was familiar: wake up too early, make breakfast, hit the gym, work, go home, repeat. His friends…
December 04, 2025
General Stories Ben Macnair

Subjects

The air crackled with a synthetic euphoria, a blinding kaleidoscope of LED lights and projected confetti. Rex Sterling, a man carved from polished charisma and a thousand-watt smile, strutted across the stage of "The Gauntlet of Fortune." His voice, a booming…
December 04, 2025
Romance Stories Alizah Zaidi

Love In The Letters

There was something about the writing cabin at the edge of Windmere Lake that felt suspended in time. The locals said that the cabin had heard more confessions than the village chapel and held more secrets than the town library. It sat halfway into the woods,…
December 04, 2025
Crime Stories Ben Macnair

The Photograph

The air in the abandoned Jones house tasted of fine dust and forgotten dreams. Detective Miles Corbin pushed open a warped door, the groan of protesting wood echoing through the desolate silence. Sunlight, fractured by grimy windows, painted stripes across a…

I was in my room, so bored, idle and hoppless. Felista, my cousin , had sold me out to the devil. Despite the number of times I had advised her not to let the cat out of the bag, she didn't keep her big mouth closed. I was now on the "wanted list". I could sing but not for huge chunk of people. 

  The shyness in me struck my body to the bone. I quick shiver ran through me. All those eyes on me? No. I couldn't do that. How could I stand before them.

  Out of the blue,my phone rang.

" Hello"

"Hello, dear"

"How're you doing?"

"Very great. And you?"

"Well, Nilla, I'm kind of... anyway, I'll be fine."

"Are you sick?"

"No, just some kind of....ah.. nevermind."

"Will you please come over?"

"Is there any problem?"

"No, nothing. I'm just in need of your help. I can't say it out on phone."

  My eyes rolled around their sockets in a rush. I hanged up and adorned myself in the most eye catching tie and tuckers.

 Well, you could me imagining who Nilla was but she was a beauty princess. Her skin was as soft as cotton lint, teeth and eyes as white as snow. She was as gentle as a crasted crane. 

 Every guy in our school loved her but due to a few conditions, nobody approached this princess if Eden.

  Nilla had become fond of me weeks after we joined the same discussion group. She usually shared a few challenges of hers with me. All I knew about her was that she was a nice person, determined but had a rude father whose job she never revealed to me.

  At this time, I hit the road to her home where I found her seated in the living room. Upon setting her sweet round eyes on my face, she showered me with a warm broad smile and laughed.

   "I knew that you were going to come." she said.

"Oh yes, I had to. What choice did I have?"

"Choice? Did you say choice?"

"Yeah, Did it sound funny?"

"No. Nothing. Are you trying to tell me that you had no choice?"

"Absolutely"

"That sound like.....I ... forced you."

"No, you didn't. I came by  myself. Anyway let's leave that."

   I took a seat and she came along with a book. It was big and black, old and torn.

"You know what? I just called you here because I was so lonely. My parents are away for three days now. I need some company." she said in her soft voice. My mouth remained shut.

  Nilla held my hand and looked into my eyes. A strong electric current hit my nerves. 

"There's something I want to show you but....before that. Let's fast trying archery." she said and led me to her bedroom from where she picked a bow.

 I stood still whereas my round eyes surveillanced the big brightly colored room.

 " Nilla, why did you choose the  white color in your room." I asked whereas she moved closer. Her eyes met with mine.  She burst into laughter and touched my left shoulder.

  " It is the same reason as to why I chose you amongst all the friends I've got. Can you guess?" she answered and cuddled me.

Suddenly, I kissed her and she took her blouse off.

" Let it get done today. I'm tired of wishes."she whispered into my ear and I threw her onto the big broad bed before us.

I took my trousers of and just before the match could start, the door swung open. She quickly covered me.

 A huge figure stood in it. He aimed his gun at me and screamed. My heart pumped harder. I couldn't think. 

Suddenly, Nilla pulled a short gun from under the mattress.

"Dad, I swear to God, if you don't put your gun down, I will shoot you."she shouted at him.

"What did you say?" he asked.

At this time, u was completely bamboozled.  I ran madly through the door whereas Nilla argued with him.

"I love him more than you. You've never been there for me. Every time, your going for missions. When will you settle down? Leave my boyfriend alone." 

I couldn't look back.

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