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The Café

- From where she sat at a small round table in the center of the otherwise empty café a wave of quiet rippled outwards languidly in the heavy heat of the midsummer afternoon. I didn’t want to disturb ...

By: MikeStone | Category: Flash Fiction | Score: 5| Added: 10 Apr 2019

Glory Of The Twilight

- It was a wistful longing for the night winds that had me pawing dark's sensuality. As my breath condensate in a brume of sooted smoke from the nearby chimneys. And I grinning a grin of a harlequin. A...

By: Obituarius | Category: Flash Fiction | Score: 5| Added: 26 Dec 2018

Obituarius, Vampire King

- The elder mummy foretold me, as I was entwined in gauze and stood in sand to my knees; “Don't be exorcised by a two-faced omen.” The pain engulfed me as I withered, then was reborn as dead. Like gyp...

By: Obituarius | Category: Flash Fiction | Score: 5| Added: 10 Dec 2018

Black Birds

-   Black Birds Cold night air pinched at the darkness. Frost painted featherlike patterns on the windscreens of the parked cars along the street. Grass huddled together beneath their icing sugar c...

By: LloydOxton | Category: Flash Fiction | Score: 5| Added: 23 Sep 2018

Pennies

- The woman in the mirror spoke to her. This was before she covered all the mirrors in the house. This was back when she was like eleven, maybe twelve, before all the crazy shit happened. Back when th...

By: verbal | Category: Flash Fiction | Score: 5| Added: 11 Sep 2018

Nightmare Diaries: Hotel Linens

- “Why are hotel linens always so white?” Of all the thoughts racing around in my head, that is the one that somehow manages to untangle itself from the mess. I don’t really mind though.  It means one...

By: TooShy678 | Category: Flash Fiction | Score: 5| Added: 01 Jun 2017

Nightmare Diaries: The Clearing

- I sit alone in the sunlit clearing, looking at the dark trees ringing it and waiting for you. Despite the heat of the sun, I feel cold – a chill that seems to have seeped down into my very soul. I clo...

By: TooShy678 | Category: Flash Fiction | Score: 5| Added: 24 Apr 2016

There's nothing I wanted more than to

- There's nothing I wanted more than to get out. It was cold; Dark; Wet. I hadn't seen daylight in so long, my eyes had simply accepted the blackness and had turned my brain over to my other senses. The...

By: Cactusfig | Category: Flash Fiction | Score: 0| Added: 29 Jan 2016

Change

- The clink of glass, followed by a dull thud, sends my mind swimming towards consciousness. Muffled voices pierce the swirling mists of sleep, and my eyelids flutter open. It’s grown dark while I sle...

By: Welshdreamer42 | Category: Flash Fiction | Score: 4.9| Added: 31 Dec 2015

Straight or Left

- Which direction should she go? Tanya had to make a decision. And she had to do it quickly. Taking a deep breath and pursing her lips, Tanya depressed the accelerator. Straight it would be. Straig...

By: magnificent1rascal | Category: Flash Fiction | Score: 5| Added: 10 Apr 2015

Beacon

- “I’m ready,” Lucy whispered, her voice so soft that it was nearly drowned out by the breeze kissing the grass in the great meadow where she (with her feet pointing west) and Alice (hers pointing east...

By: sprite | Category: Flash Fiction | Score: 5| Added: 06 May 2014

I Am The Deep, Dark Woods

- I am the dark and spooky woods. Oh, please, don’t be afraid. Just because you see overhanging branches and tangled brambles, darkness and no way out, it doesn’t mean I’m going to hurt you. I really do...

By: Circle_Something | Category: Flash Fiction | Score: 4.3| Added: 01 Nov 2013 Editor's Pick

Beauty and the Beast

- “Tell me a story, Lucy,” Alice murmured, staring skyward, watching the clouds form dragons or, possibly, cats. “And give it a happy ending this time, please.” Lucy shrugged and lay down her pen asid...

By: sprite | Category: Flash Fiction | Score: 4.9| Added: 28 Jun 2013

Into the Light

- Her hand comes up, the blade there, dripping red onto the white counter top. A single line of blood seeps from the wound she's created, starting to drip off, into the sink, staining the porcelain perm...

By: Colors_of_the_Wind | Category: Flash Fiction | Score: 4.4| Added: 27 Mar 2013

Don't Scream

- She rides down the street on her bike, an average pace set to get to the Bed & Breakfast by nine, but not too fast to wear herself out too much. This was, after all, her last mile of twenty-five that ...

By: Colors_of_the_Wind | Category: Flash Fiction | Score: 4.8| Added: 19 Mar 2013