Short stories and chapters from books and novels
This category is for fictional prose. These are original short stories or chapters from books and novels. The prose in this section covers all genres and subjects. Fiction based prose allows writers to post fantasy stories which are not written in verse, providing an outlet for free flowing thoughts and ideas, outside of poetic structure.
Darksun82
Poem Published
Today 5:46am
Today 5:46am
Cold rain
Cold rain and pain has my body gets covered in hives why does this cold eat me alive .
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BlkLyrycE
Poem Published
20th Aug 2017 11:10pm
20th Aug 2017 11:10pm
Him
All I can remember is hearing him screaming to put the gun down. For the first time I was no longer being seen as the “quiet” one, or the "jokester". In my mind I was telling myself to calm down, that it was okay to let go. But my soul was telling me to kill this man. I seen the fear in his eyes, for the first time I was not going to let this man get up. We had been fighting all day…and still I do not know what the argument was all about.
All I can remember is waking up on the floor, with the worse headache. Body aching and the sound of his voice in the other room.
I felt as...
All I can remember is waking up on the floor, with the worse headache. Body aching and the sound of his voice in the other room.
I felt as...
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vessa07
Poem Published
19th Aug 2017 9:35pm
19th Aug 2017 9:35pm
Breathless Dancing
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I watched as they held hands and walked on to the dance floor, it sent a jolt down my loins. I could not identify what it was but I felt like I needed to be close to her and I didn’t give a shit that she was there with another man. I grabbed my wife’s hand and asked her to dance, she was surprised because I rarely dance at weddings…I rarely dance at all.
She had her hand in his hand and around his arm, her chin was resting on his shoulder, and her body was pressed against his…again a jolt in my abdomen. I had known her for years and never...
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I watched as they held hands and walked on to the dance floor, it sent a jolt down my loins. I could not identify what it was but I felt like I needed to be close to her and I didn’t give a shit that she was there with another man. I grabbed my wife’s hand and asked her to dance, she was surprised because I rarely dance at weddings…I rarely dance at all.
She had her hand in his hand and around his arm, her chin was resting on his shoulder, and her body was pressed against his…again a jolt in my abdomen. I had known her for years and never...
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Poetikmind
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Poem Published
18th Aug 2017 2:15pm
18th Aug 2017 2:15pm
The Fantastic Lore: Hey, is Sketch your Crew?
They say when it rains, it
pours. Locked away in secret,
A secret that a man stores.
Two years has passed and
he still can't seem to wash his disgust clean. Quite A few jeers, tears and embarrassment hides
behind the mask worn by Eugene.
6:15am and in the city,
it creeps. Not outside, it's within
a dwelling, where the Man
sleeps. A rancid odor permeates an already foul air, as indiscriminate silhouettes roam about the Man's lair.
There, in a crumpled heap
sleeps Eugene, half covered ...
pours. Locked away in secret,
A secret that a man stores.
Two years has passed and
he still can't seem to wash his disgust clean. Quite A few jeers, tears and embarrassment hides
behind the mask worn by Eugene.
6:15am and in the city,
it creeps. Not outside, it's within
a dwelling, where the Man
sleeps. A rancid odor permeates an already foul air, as indiscriminate silhouettes roam about the Man's lair.
There, in a crumpled heap
sleeps Eugene, half covered ...
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pocketfullofroses
Poem Published
18th Aug 2017 11:57am
18th Aug 2017 11:57am
The Bench -Short Story
The bench was deceivingly inconspicuous with its chipped paint and creaky wood. It practically promised that if you sat on it you could enjoy your brown paper bag lunch and watch the pigeons fight over crumbs without any life altering events but sometimes the unexpected happens in the most ordinary of places.
Just as he did everyday, Jonathan Harper sat on the white chipped bench with it’s rusted metal legs and ate his salami on rye, lettuce and tomato but no condiments; that would cause soggy bread. He’d drop crumbs for the pigeons and he counted as he chewed. Twenty-eight, twenty-nine,...
Just as he did everyday, Jonathan Harper sat on the white chipped bench with it’s rusted metal legs and ate his salami on rye, lettuce and tomato but no condiments; that would cause soggy bread. He’d drop crumbs for the pigeons and he counted as he chewed. Twenty-eight, twenty-nine,...
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MsRockyJackson
Poem Published
18th Aug 2017 00:12am
18th Aug 2017 00:12am
On The Edge { Chapter 14}
Quick Note: I apologize for EXTREMELY long wait for this next chapter, due to personal problems going on in my life and my work so I've been distracted lately so once again I am sorry and I will get back on track and finish the last few chapters to this series till then please wait patiently for the next chapter. - Ms. Jackson
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Eric looked at his clock next to him as it said: 2:35 PM
He exhaled sharply after thinking about the bad dream that he had then suddenly he heard a knock at his door so as got out of bed and...
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Eric looked at his clock next to him as it said: 2:35 PM
He exhaled sharply after thinking about the bad dream that he had then suddenly he heard a knock at his door so as got out of bed and...
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beanbandit
Poem Published
17th Aug 2017 5:20am
17th Aug 2017 5:20am
Pyramid schemes
I am at the pawnshop, picking up contact lenses. There is a beautiful girl at the counter, and I ask her " Are you Aletta's sister? The girl and her friend reply, "yes", and proceed to tell me I'm that hot.
Flustered, I walk away wearing no shirt. A police officer points out that my shirt is around my waist, mutters something about indecent exposure into the radio. I see Guy and a group of Aztec type gang members out of the corner of my eye while I am dealing with my drying contacts. The contacts are in a plastic Ziploc bag, and like the thugs, are many and in different...
Flustered, I walk away wearing no shirt. A police officer points out that my shirt is around my waist, mutters something about indecent exposure into the radio. I see Guy and a group of Aztec type gang members out of the corner of my eye while I am dealing with my drying contacts. The contacts are in a plastic Ziploc bag, and like the thugs, are many and in different...
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Canullia
Poem Published
16th Aug 2017 3:06am
16th Aug 2017 3:06am
Titan in a Cloud
One morning as I sat sipping my coffee-
there he was peering behind my lemon tree.
At first his head displayed a 7up haircut-
then I saw his hands reach for all that was near.
He came dragging a cape of clouds-
that flapped in the wind blocking the whole sky.
As he got closer the sky started to frown-
gathering rain like tears in a tear-duct.
I could sense the weather’s agony-
as all critters ran for shelter.
Suddenly a chimera of thunder and lightening-
opened its mouth draining stalagmites of fury.
He had fingers webbed with...
there he was peering behind my lemon tree.
At first his head displayed a 7up haircut-
then I saw his hands reach for all that was near.
He came dragging a cape of clouds-
that flapped in the wind blocking the whole sky.
As he got closer the sky started to frown-
gathering rain like tears in a tear-duct.
I could sense the weather’s agony-
as all critters ran for shelter.
Suddenly a chimera of thunder and lightening-
opened its mouth draining stalagmites of fury.
He had fingers webbed with...
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The-Evolved-Spike
Poem Published
15th Aug 2017 8:25am
15th Aug 2017 8:25am
Until The Last Flower Dies
Hear me well, for I tell you a story, told to me by my father, to him by his father, and to his father by a selkie, or so they say.
In a time long ago there was a time before that, and in that time there was a great castle, a citadel of huge granite blocks, with ramparts and turrets that sparkled silver in the sunlight. Around the castle the fields stretched off into the horizons, the pine and fir forests hemmed in the lands, and the mountains bit at the horizon like the teeth of the earth. In the lands circling the keep, though, the ground was thick with flowers. Lush, red roses that...
In a time long ago there was a time before that, and in that time there was a great castle, a citadel of huge granite blocks, with ramparts and turrets that sparkled silver in the sunlight. Around the castle the fields stretched off into the horizons, the pine and fir forests hemmed in the lands, and the mountains bit at the horizon like the teeth of the earth. In the lands circling the keep, though, the ground was thick with flowers. Lush, red roses that...
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Darksun82
Poem Published
14th Aug 2017 8:27am
14th Aug 2017 8:27am
Big blue sky
Laying down in the luscious greenmeadows looking up into the big blue sky inhaling my last breaths before I die .
The sunlight hurts my eyes but i do not care because i can see the monarch butterflies fluttering in the air .
My rapier it has got a little blood on it but it was not enough to win this one he has taken the prize before my eyes she leans over and says her goodbyes .
Its just me and the big blue sky now.
The sunlight hurts my eyes but i do not care because i can see the monarch butterflies fluttering in the air .
My rapier it has got a little blood on it but it was not enough to win this one he has taken the prize before my eyes she leans over and says her goodbyes .
Its just me and the big blue sky now.
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candycrier
Poem Published
14th Aug 2017 6:04am
14th Aug 2017 6:04am
The Love Affair of Tad and Elizabeth-Days 6,7,8,9 and 10
DAY 6-THINKING AND PONDERING
Tad has an idea they could rent a room in a house for a few weeks, put a jinx on the motel circuit, get a little bourgeois.
He remembered a Vietnam vet who Tad had as a patient when Tad was a respiratory therapist at a VA hospital many many years ago,The vet said renting a room in someone's house was the cheapest and best way to avoid creditors and court summons. The vet himself had been dodging alimony and lawyers for dead-beat fathers. Then he enlisted and his problems were solved.
Elizabeth called his idea a bright one, but suggested they go...
Tad has an idea they could rent a room in a house for a few weeks, put a jinx on the motel circuit, get a little bourgeois.
He remembered a Vietnam vet who Tad had as a patient when Tad was a respiratory therapist at a VA hospital many many years ago,The vet said renting a room in someone's house was the cheapest and best way to avoid creditors and court summons. The vet himself had been dodging alimony and lawyers for dead-beat fathers. Then he enlisted and his problems were solved.
Elizabeth called his idea a bright one, but suggested they go...
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rockhardpoetry
Poem Published
13th Aug 2017 6:07am
13th Aug 2017 6:07am
chapter one
Freud never really fit in with the other kids, he thought that all the other boys were trying to take his cocaine and that the girls were trying to steal his cock.
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