Fictional Prose
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
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.
Lozzamus
Poem Published
Today 9:27am
Today 9:27am
Secrets - Confrontation (2)
A fresh downpour has started. I make my way down the hill, stopping when I hear footsteps. Nothing. I continue on through the icy wind to the clearing where I've parked my car. The dog's barking gets louder in the distance. Nearby, more branches snap. Silence again. The white van is still parked a few yards from my car.
I feel it then. An invisible presence, the same one I felt a few nights ago near my flat in London. I hear movement in the trees that separate the clearing from the deserted field and I shine the torch in all directions.
A figure slithers through the...
I feel it then. An invisible presence, the same one I felt a few nights ago near my flat in London. I hear movement in the trees that separate the clearing from the deserted field and I shine the torch in all directions.
A figure slithers through the...
#memories
#mystery
#risk
25 reads
2 Comments
Whackytraveler
Poem Published
Today 5:25am
Today 5:25am
The Wolfman
The beast he hides within
Would make me cringe
In fear and worry
Even when his tastes are a bit gory
I still find myself longing
And wanting
For his heart to belong to me
Enslaved by the moon
He drops down to his knees
The fullness turns him
To a creature that only sees red
I always dreaded
That look in his eyes
It was like a beast took a hold
Of his soul
With no goal
Except, to fight
what he believes is right
Leaving a trail of misfortune in his wake
When the sun comes up
He realized...
Would make me cringe
In fear and worry
Even when his tastes are a bit gory
I still find myself longing
And wanting
For his heart to belong to me
Enslaved by the moon
He drops down to his knees
The fullness turns him
To a creature that only sees red
I always dreaded
That look in his eyes
It was like a beast took a hold
Of his soul
With no goal
Except, to fight
what he believes is right
Leaving a trail of misfortune in his wake
When the sun comes up
He realized...
#werewolves
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0 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
Today 3:08am
Today 3:08am
The Spider and her lover the Fly
Spider
I have been sitting here for hours, spinning my silken threads, waiting for him to fly by.
He has promised me countless numbers of times that tonight will be the night that he will visit me. I made sure that the threads were glistening in their finest diamonds and my legs. Oh my legs are as sexy as can be. There are eight long and lean made for flexibility. To entice and invite him into my web, you see.
Fly
How do I get wrapped up with these crazy dames? I mean I flew past one time and she caught me. The romp with the twists and the turns....
I have been sitting here for hours, spinning my silken threads, waiting for him to fly by.
He has promised me countless numbers of times that tonight will be the night that he will visit me. I made sure that the threads were glistening in their finest diamonds and my legs. Oh my legs are as sexy as can be. There are eight long and lean made for flexibility. To entice and invite him into my web, you see.
Fly
How do I get wrapped up with these crazy dames? I mean I flew past one time and she caught me. The romp with the twists and the turns....
#FirstLove
#obsession
#sacrifice
48 reads
10 Comments
Lilliputian
Poem Published
Yesterday 00:24am
Yesterday 00:24am
Shhh...Silence
The Hoia Forest, known as the Bermuda Triangle of Romania, a source of every eerie, unusual activity. Trees grew with strange shapes, twisting and wriggling into the most strange forms, morphed and bent in peculiar ways, together creating a pine green canopy covering the soil with a thick blanket of merged foliage, casting shadows over the atmosphere. The swirling fog throughout the woods made it even harder to see the darkness lurking around.
Locals warned of the danger taking root in there. Many hikers, adventurers and even idiotic paranormal enthusiasts—such as myself—who find...
Locals warned of the danger taking root in there. Many hikers, adventurers and even idiotic paranormal enthusiasts—such as myself—who find...
#dark
#fear
#scary
35 reads
javalini
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:25pm
Yesterday 9:25pm
RALLY THE DAMNED (a short story)
Ultimately there were only 180,000 glorified believers inside God's kingdom, most of them politically conservative Fundamentalist Christians of one variety or another.
No Jews. No Catholics. No liberals or gays.
All of them, along with all the other nonbelievers and wrong believers who had the misfortune of being born after the first Christmas, had been funneled into Gehenna, and their blistered flesh glowed like the tips of a trillion cigarettes in the great, black void of eternity.
Pope John Paul, Adolf Hitler, Gandhi, Walt Disney, Rock Hudson,...
No Jews. No Catholics. No liberals or gays.
All of them, along with all the other nonbelievers and wrong believers who had the misfortune of being born after the first Christmas, had been funneled into Gehenna, and their blistered flesh glowed like the tips of a trillion cigarettes in the great, black void of eternity.
Pope John Paul, Adolf Hitler, Gandhi, Walt Disney, Rock Hudson,...
#hell
#religion
#satirical
24 reads
3 Comments
Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:03am
Yesterday 11:03am
Autumn
On a cold,autumn day.
Leaves fall and dance the day away.
Like ballerinas up in the sky.
They fly and crunch under your feet.
And their grace is what you meet.
You go onto the bench,on your seat.
With leaves crunching under your feet.
While the other leaves fly.
And they dance in the sky like ballerinas.
Only to fall onto the ground.
They sway like dancers on the cold,autumn ground.
Maybe just one cold,autumn day.
You'll join them and dance the day away.
Leading to a starry night.
With no leaves left...
Leaves fall and dance the day away.
Like ballerinas up in the sky.
They fly and crunch under your feet.
And their grace is what you meet.
You go onto the bench,on your seat.
With leaves crunching under your feet.
While the other leaves fly.
And they dance in the sky like ballerinas.
Only to fall onto the ground.
They sway like dancers on the cold,autumn ground.
Maybe just one cold,autumn day.
You'll join them and dance the day away.
Leading to a starry night.
With no leaves left...
#happiness
#hope
#inspirational
#nature
#trees
21 reads
1 Comment
Panter896
Poem Published
Yesterday 4:32am
Yesterday 4:32am
Control
Control; That’s what she loved most. The power to make him lose himself completely in the sensations she created, the way she could reduce him to a trembling, gasping mess, desperate for more. It was intoxicating, this dance of dominance and desire, and she couldn’t get enough.
She moaned softly, her fingers moving faster now, her breath coming in shallow gasps as she imagined the weight of him in her mouth, the way he would pulse against her tongue. She imagined taking him deeper, her lips stretching around him, feeling him swell and throb as she sucked harder, faster, his moans...
She moaned softly, her fingers moving faster now, her breath coming in shallow gasps as she imagined the weight of him in her mouth, the way he would pulse against her tongue. She imagined taking him deeper, her lips stretching around him, feeling him swell and throb as she sucked harder, faster, his moans...
#dirty
#erotic
#sex
72 reads
0 Comments
Shilohverse
Shiloh Mello
Shiloh Mello
Poem Published
4th Oct 2024 4:49pm
4th Oct 2024 4:49pm
Whispers In The Walls
There was a house on Willow Street that everyone in town knew about but no one wanted to talk about. It stood like a wound, a decaying monument to all the families who had once lived there and vanished without a word. Though its faded exterior looked no more threatening than any other old Victorian home, there was something sinister about it. No one could stay inside for long.
Over the years, many had tried. The Rileys were the latest family, a young couple looking for a fresh start. Lena and Mark had been drawn to the house’s charm—its tall gables, wraparound porch, and the...
Over the years, many had tried. The Rileys were the latest family, a young couple looking for a fresh start. Lena and Mark had been drawn to the house’s charm—its tall gables, wraparound porch, and the...
#Halloween
#horror
#ShortStory
64 reads
6 Comments
Lozzamus
Poem Published
4th Oct 2024 9:06am
4th Oct 2024 9:06am
Secrets - Confrontation (1)
The sky's darkening, urging me to turn back.
The contact's not answering his phone.
He and I have an agreement: I must stay out of sight and not approach his home.
But I've driven all this way.
Now what?
Go home, I hear you whisper.
***
Good idea.
I resume my journey.
Long shot, but I'm prepared to take a chance.
It started in one place. And I believe it will end in that same place.
Whaley Hill, in particular the reservoir at the top.
...
The contact's not answering his phone.
He and I have an agreement: I must stay out of sight and not approach his home.
But I've driven all this way.
Now what?
Go home, I hear you whisper.
***
Good idea.
I resume my journey.
Long shot, but I'm prepared to take a chance.
It started in one place. And I believe it will end in that same place.
Whaley Hill, in particular the reservoir at the top.
...
#memories
#mystery
#risk
53 reads
7 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
2nd Oct 2024 6:48pm
2nd Oct 2024 6:48pm
Consume to be Exhumed
Good morning Mr. Baskin. It has been a while since I have seen you here? What seems….” The doctor’s voice trails off when he realizes that his patient does not look well at all.
He seems to be in some physical distress.
“Doc I think that bitch has finally done me in.”
“Who?” the doctor asked since it had not been noted in his chart that he was married.
“Joanna, My…. Never mind what she is to me but I think she broke something”
The doctor motioned for him to get on the table and started the exam. Pupils dilated, skin pasty and moist from...
He seems to be in some physical distress.
“Doc I think that bitch has finally done me in.”
“Who?” the doctor asked since it had not been noted in his chart that he was married.
“Joanna, My…. Never mind what she is to me but I think she broke something”
The doctor motioned for him to get on the table and started the exam. Pupils dilated, skin pasty and moist from...
#witches
#zombies
70 reads
15 Comments
DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
2nd Oct 2024 6:30pm
2nd Oct 2024 6:30pm
Free Part 1
#ForbiddenLove
22 reads
0 Comments
Shilohverse
Shiloh Mello
Shiloh Mello
Poem Published
2nd Oct 2024 3:29pm
2nd Oct 2024 3:29pm
The Midnight Devil
It was an ordinary day when Jamie’s mother brought home the doll. She had found it at a flea market, a dusty, forgotten thing with its stitched mouth twisted into a crooked smile. Jamie had no friends to speak of, and the loneliness was beginning to show. His mother thought it might comfort him, a new toy to fill the silence in the house.
“I got you someone to keep you company, Jamie,” she said with a warm smile. "His name is Mr. Grim."
Jamie was hesitant at first, staring at the doll’s strange, lifeless eyes. They were black buttons, sewn too tightly into its...
“I got you someone to keep you company, Jamie,” she said with a warm smile. "His name is Mr. Grim."
Jamie was hesitant at first, staring at the doll’s strange, lifeless eyes. They were black buttons, sewn too tightly into its...
#evil
#horror
#ShortStory
94 reads
19 Comments
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