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.
Styxian
Poem Published
Today 2:07am
Today 2:07am
Sacrificial Lambs
(This is a condensed excerpt from a longer story)
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...When we moved, during my tenth year, to Miami, I was as nervous as I was intrigued. An actual city. No more rural life. No more green mountains in summer, or snow covered ones in winter, that we would slide down on pieces of cardboard that we could hopefully find.
The day that we first drove in to Miami, my parents tried to warn me; Don't talk to any dark skinned people, just stay away. That's all that they would say about it. No reasonings...
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...When we moved, during my tenth year, to Miami, I was as nervous as I was intrigued. An actual city. No more rural life. No more green mountains in summer, or snow covered ones in winter, that we would slide down on pieces of cardboard that we could hopefully find.
The day that we first drove in to Miami, my parents tried to warn me; Don't talk to any dark skinned people, just stay away. That's all that they would say about it. No reasonings...
#childhood
#philosophical
38 reads
6 Comments
Lozzamus
Poem Published
Yesterday 1:52pm
Yesterday 1:52pm
Silent, A Ghost From The Past
Two Years Earlier, Lucy
She took a step back, struggling to control her breathing. Arthur Harlesden had arrived, rosy apple cheeks and specs. Another vague figure from her childhood, always on the outskirts. He reassembled Dad. Older, though. Much older, and taller. Eerie. Almost as if Dad had come back.
The Ogre (Agnes) and Arthur Harlesden, both together in the same room. No way could this be happening. Apparently, they hadn't spoken since the fire. They never got on.
It was time to go over to the staff table. Her hands shook when she served the elderly...
She took a step back, struggling to control her breathing. Arthur Harlesden had arrived, rosy apple cheeks and specs. Another vague figure from her childhood, always on the outskirts. He reassembled Dad. Older, though. Much older, and taller. Eerie. Almost as if Dad had come back.
The Ogre (Agnes) and Arthur Harlesden, both together in the same room. No way could this be happening. Apparently, they hadn't spoken since the fire. They never got on.
It was time to go over to the staff table. Her hands shook when she served the elderly...
#mystery
#obsession
#risk
16 reads
0 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
27th Nov 2022 1:31am
27th Nov 2022 1:31am
Life On The Run
CHANNEL 26 NEWS
NEW ORLEANS. LOUISISANA
“We here at Channel 26 News have never reported anything of this nature. For those of you who are just tuning in.”
The news reporter looked down at a piece of paper in her hand, and then looked up. “
A Miss. Rajeen Nadia Whitlow, arrested for the serial crimes that date back three years in New Orleans, and possible facing more criminal charges in Las Vegas, Nevada, and Mississippi, has escaped.”
The news reporter glanced down at a cue card in her hand.
“This updated news report gets complicated...
NEW ORLEANS. LOUISISANA
“We here at Channel 26 News have never reported anything of this nature. For those of you who are just tuning in.”
The news reporter looked down at a piece of paper in her hand, and then looked up. “
A Miss. Rajeen Nadia Whitlow, arrested for the serial crimes that date back three years in New Orleans, and possible facing more criminal charges in Las Vegas, Nevada, and Mississippi, has escaped.”
The news reporter glanced down at a cue card in her hand.
“This updated news report gets complicated...
#secrets
#lies
#betrayal #deception
#betrayal #deception
94 reads
10 Comments
Tlass01
Poem Published
26th Nov 2022 2:30pm
26th Nov 2022 2:30pm
The Debt is Paid
As I set in the metal chair in front of the window realizing everything has finally caught up with me. They will come for me. The only light in the room is that of a bent blind from the window overlooking an alley filled with trash.
Silence overtakes the room as the sound of slow steps from the hallway destract me from my thoughts. The steps are getting closer. Whoever it is, is wearing loud shoes. Amateurs! Crooked politicians and cover ups are going to get me killed.
The steps reach the door and stop. As the knob turns slowly, I take steady aim, ready for...
Silence overtakes the room as the sound of slow steps from the hallway destract me from my thoughts. The steps are getting closer. Whoever it is, is wearing loud shoes. Amateurs! Crooked politicians and cover ups are going to get me killed.
The steps reach the door and stop. As the knob turns slowly, I take steady aim, ready for...
#fiction
#ShortStory
22 reads
1 Comment
Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
25th Nov 2022 11:24pm
25th Nov 2022 11:24pm
A Tooth for an Eye: Part Two
#dark
#secrets
#murder
#death
#mystery
16 reads
0 Comments
Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
25th Nov 2022 11:21pm
25th Nov 2022 11:21pm
A Tooth for an Eye: Part One
#dark
#secrets
#murder
#death
#mystery
14 reads
0 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
25th Nov 2022 8:50pm
25th Nov 2022 8:50pm
The Perfect Weapon
a horror story
'You don't understand,' cried Laura, 'the British Army wouldn't do this!'
Even in their dire situation, Tina had to laugh at this hopelessly naive platitude. She stood with Laura and Michelle at the ingress to an underground cell. It contained a medieval-looking chair which was bolted to the floor and had wires sprouting all over it, as well as shackles attached to its arms and legs.
To the right was a cabinet with a sound box on it. Michelle had turned this on and a cacophony of male screams had filled the room before she hastily switched it...
'You don't understand,' cried Laura, 'the British Army wouldn't do this!'
Even in their dire situation, Tina had to laugh at this hopelessly naive platitude. She stood with Laura and Michelle at the ingress to an underground cell. It contained a medieval-looking chair which was bolted to the floor and had wires sprouting all over it, as well as shackles attached to its arms and legs.
To the right was a cabinet with a sound box on it. Michelle had turned this on and a cacophony of male screams had filled the room before she hastily switched it...
#soldiers
#ShortStory
#horror #military
#horror #military
25 reads
0 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
23rd Nov 2022 8:19pm
23rd Nov 2022 8:19pm
Lone Worker
a ghost story
According to the centre's "lone worker" policy, Michael shouldn't have even been there.
He worked for a car insurance company, enforcing the policies of various brands. (Though the company called him an "emergency responder", he couldn't think of many 999 operators required to bully drivers for insurance information before rescuing them and their children from a busy layby.) Of a night, it was normally just him and four other workers in the centre. Any less and the calls were re-routed elsewhere. Certainly, no one was officially allowed to be alone in...
According to the centre's "lone worker" policy, Michael shouldn't have even been there.
He worked for a car insurance company, enforcing the policies of various brands. (Though the company called him an "emergency responder", he couldn't think of many 999 operators required to bully drivers for insurance information before rescuing them and their children from a busy layby.) Of a night, it was normally just him and four other workers in the centre. Any less and the calls were re-routed elsewhere. Certainly, no one was officially allowed to be alone in...
#scary
#ghosts
#ShortStory #horror
#ShortStory #horror
29 reads
2 Comments
Lozzamus
Poem Published
23rd Nov 2022 7:16pm
23rd Nov 2022 7:16pm
Silent - Part 20: Arthur Harlesden
Two Years Earlier, Gavin
Weird atmosphere everywhere. I'd already seen Agnes Harlesden in passing. I thought she looked like Princess Anne, an older version, with a walking stick, hair piled high in a knot. Just my opinion, though.
Dinner took place in another formal room, all polished flooring and high ceilings, with steps leading down to the outside patio and the tiered gardens beyond with their statues and water fountains. I followed Philippa to one end of a long table with a white tablecloth. The afternoon was sticky and close, with dark grey-black clouds pinched...
Weird atmosphere everywhere. I'd already seen Agnes Harlesden in passing. I thought she looked like Princess Anne, an older version, with a walking stick, hair piled high in a knot. Just my opinion, though.
Dinner took place in another formal room, all polished flooring and high ceilings, with steps leading down to the outside patio and the tiered gardens beyond with their statues and water fountains. I followed Philippa to one end of a long table with a white tablecloth. The afternoon was sticky and close, with dark grey-black clouds pinched...
#relationships
#mystery
#obsession #risk
#obsession #risk
32 reads
0 Comments
A_Failed_Artist
Poem Published
21st Nov 2022 9:56pm
21st Nov 2022 9:56pm
The Wish He Made
https://www.etsy.com/shop/AFailedArtist3
#water
#fiction
#ShortStory #despair
#ShortStory #despair
29 reads
0 Comments
Nilknarfar
Poem Published
19th Nov 2022 9:52pm
19th Nov 2022 9:52pm
The Coffee Shop
He shouldnt be here. This is stalking. But He decided enough time had passed. And she would never expect to see him like this. So he began to track her, figuring he’d catch her scent in the market. Even a goddess needs to eat.
He’s surrounded by domesticated animals in high heels who have no idea something feral lurks among them. He’s picked more than a few of them out of his teeth before, but easy prey provides little thrill. He’s here for big game.
Hiding in plain sight is remarkably effective, but one always has a sense of feeling exposed. It’s as if people...
He’s surrounded by domesticated animals in high heels who have no idea something feral lurks among them. He’s picked more than a few of them out of his teeth before, but easy prey provides little thrill. He’s here for big game.
Hiding in plain sight is remarkably effective, but one always has a sense of feeling exposed. It’s as if people...
#secrets
#escape
#manipulation
47 reads
0 Comments
toniscales
Lost Girl
Lost Girl
Poem Published
19th Nov 2022 4:46pm
19th Nov 2022 4:46pm
The Order (Prologue)
#lust
#erotic
#sensual
38 reads
3 Comments
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