Fantasy
Never Say Finis
Samuel was through. He was over it all. Done. Kaput. Finis. He’d lost his job as an ad executive. His wife kicked him out of their home and moved a twenty-two-year-old kid in, who his children were now calling their second daddy. Plus, his car had blown up, forcing him to walk two miles to the nearest exit on the freeway. Now he was living in this roach-infested apartment in a crime-ridden neighborhood. Just last week, a thug had stolen his wallet. At thirty-six, he had nothing to look forward to anymore.
By Mother Combsabout 2 hours ago in Fiction
𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓚𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓦𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓜𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓑𝓮 𝓓𝓸𝓷𝓮!!
Sixty-four squares, alternating black and white in an eight-by-eight square. That is just the start. It's the landscape, the battlefield for two opposing factions, who generally keep to the rules as they fight against each other, pitting their plans and strategies against each other.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred about 12 hours ago in Fiction
"Operation Human Chip"
"The governments have scheduled a free complete physical for every member of the society in the entire world. Everyone, please report to one of the designated hospitals or clinics nearest you. If you look at the newly installed billboard screens which are everywhere, you will find a mandated medical facility".
By Antoni De'Leonabout 24 hours ago in Fiction
NOVUS - An Echo of Whispers
It is a sudden array of sunshine that awakens him. The darkened window tint into his penthouses bedroom phases to full transparency. But yet it still feels earlier than usual, what time or even day is it? Gareth Night quizzes himself as the dizziness of sleep starts to recede.
By Blair J Allana day ago in Fiction
The Cartographer of Extinct Stars. AI-Generated.
Lyra's fingers traced the constellation that shouldn't exist. The holographic star chart flickered in the cramped cockpit of her survey vessel, casting blue shadows across her weathered face. She'd been mapping the Void Quarter for three months—that forsaken wedge of space where stars went to die—and in all that time, she'd cataloged nothing but stellar corpses and cosmic debris. Until now.
By Alpha Cortexa day ago in Fiction
