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.
The King's Conquest (Ending 4 of 5)

#UnrequitedLove
#passion
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The King's Conquest (Ending 3 of 5)

#UnrequitedLove
#passion
26 reads
9 Comments
The King's Conquest ( Ending 2 of 5)

#UnrequitedLove
#nostalgia
25 reads
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Beyond the Big Bang
Like many companies from various countries as well as some from government agencies like NASA, Naturex had a base on Mars. Just Mars unlike others who also had locations on the moon, digging for all the natural resources they could find.
Part of Naturex's mission had more to do with finding ways to improve of lidfe, trying to develop new methods to produce and preserve food.
But the big part of their mission was to explore and maybe find another planet similar to earth in the big and ever expanding universe.
Big John, so named because of his six foot two hundred...
Part of Naturex's mission had more to do with finding ways to improve of lidfe, trying to develop new methods to produce and preserve food.
But the big part of their mission was to explore and maybe find another planet similar to earth in the big and ever expanding universe.
Big John, so named because of his six foot two hundred...
#universe
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The Case of the Calamitous Currency
a detective story
The MP and his wife were guided up the stairs of the hotel by a young Italian porter. He informed them that they were too late for lunch but if they wished a platter of cold sandwiches could be sent up.
The MP grumbled that the service in Europe is no better than in Torquay, and normally his wife would have apologised for this, only she saw that the young man did not speak English well enough to discern the dialectic mumblings of a gruff Yorkshireman whose pipe was always stuck in his mouth.
The suite they were shown to was exquisite,...
The MP and his wife were guided up the stairs of the hotel by a young Italian porter. He informed them that they were too late for lunch but if they wished a platter of cold sandwiches could be sent up.
The MP grumbled that the service in Europe is no better than in Torquay, and normally his wife would have apologised for this, only she saw that the young man did not speak English well enough to discern the dialectic mumblings of a gruff Yorkshireman whose pipe was always stuck in his mouth.
The suite they were shown to was exquisite,...
#ShortStory
24 reads
2 Comments
The King's Conquest (All The King's Men)

#ShortStory
#passion
32 reads
13 Comments
Premonition
Breathing carefully under the light of the moon, a man's whisper is as clear as day, "no one leaves alive". I realize someone is right behind me. The cold of slimy fingers can be felt threw my shirt, hovering above my right shoulder blade. I bolt to run. I can't seem to run fast enough. My body is sluggish and heavy, as if someone was pulling me backwards threw water. The world spins and I run, Ive come to a complete circle. I stop and turn around. I can see a woman ten feet away, her chest still and immobile. It should be rising. What is she I wonder? The bringer of death? No one knows but...
#dreams
#scary
#nightmares #scifi
#nightmares #scifi
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IT MIGHT BE UNDER YOUR NOSE
I love and use a story I heard
years ago, the source I do not
know or the author.
It had been a beautiful and fun
day, the annual family reunion.
After the crowd had left for home;
a couple of families were staying
overnight with grandpa and grandma.
Grandpa had retired to the bedroom
to escape cleanup duties and take a nap.
Two grandsons with an eye
for mischievousness slipped some
Limburger cheese and went into grandpa's
bedroom and spread some in his mustache ;
soon grandpa aroused with a few curse
words...
years ago, the source I do not
know or the author.
It had been a beautiful and fun
day, the annual family reunion.
After the crowd had left for home;
a couple of families were staying
overnight with grandpa and grandma.
Grandpa had retired to the bedroom
to escape cleanup duties and take a nap.
Two grandsons with an eye
for mischievousness slipped some
Limburger cheese and went into grandpa's
bedroom and spread some in his mustache ;
soon grandpa aroused with a few curse
words...
#anger
#frustration
#confusion
#disappointment
#denial
26 reads
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1001 Nights Continued - Epilogue
1001 Nights Continued - Epilogue
Later their son was five years old. They walked him on the Algiers levee on a beautiful spring day. Suddenly he got the urge to swim. He ran down the levee and treaded water across the river. Ahmed dove in the muddy water in hot pursuit of his son. Aisha did the breaststroke to save her boy. To their amazement, a paddle wheeler passed overhead with no apparent crew like the Flying Dutchman. Wonder upon wonders their son levitated onto the suspended boat and scampered into a room.
As his parents swam below life preservers...
Later their son was five years old. They walked him on the Algiers levee on a beautiful spring day. Suddenly he got the urge to swim. He ran down the levee and treaded water across the river. Ahmed dove in the muddy water in hot pursuit of his son. Aisha did the breaststroke to save her boy. To their amazement, a paddle wheeler passed overhead with no apparent crew like the Flying Dutchman. Wonder upon wonders their son levitated onto the suspended boat and scampered into a room.
As his parents swam below life preservers...
#love
#marriage
#erotic
#rebirth
#sensual
32 reads
4 Comments
Talking to...
No one will confess to believing in ghosts. "But! I do." I have talked to Shirley Temple. Ghosts are not as common as they were when I was just a young boy. They have been treated badly and ostracized since I spoke with the Wizard of Oz. However granny sneezes when dipping her snuff. She died forty-seven years ago. It seems I have been reduced to talking with broomsticks, but the Rorschach Test glows, with my granny's green eyes. Her eyes of Jello, as I push with my oars
#loneliness
#dark
#nightmares
32 reads
5 Comments
Raising Cane
Another 50 worder
“I will not tolerate violence” roared our headmaster, thumping his desk. He gave Billy and me six strokes of the cane.
“So much for non-violence” I muttered. He gave me two more.
Billy and I had fought over Molly Molloy; she rejected us both.
Ah, well, another lesson learned.
“I will not tolerate violence” roared our headmaster, thumping his desk. He gave Billy and me six strokes of the cane.
“So much for non-violence” I muttered. He gave me two more.
Billy and I had fought over Molly Molloy; she rejected us both.
Ah, well, another lesson learned.
#strength
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Life Is But A Dream
Imagine the weirdest collection of dreams you've ever had. Then imagine those dreams, were dreams, within dreams, within dreams. Then discovering that you are not the one dreaming these dreams, but merely one of the characters, within these dreams, of dreams, and that we are all no more than bit players within the most complex dream, being dreamt, by just one dreamer, and that this dreamers dream, although seemingly billions years old, as it includes all the known science of the universe, and it's theoretical beginnings of time, where time and space become completely distorted, and disturbed...
#dreams
#funny
#surreal
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