Fable
NOT a Horse (of course)
With a gentle caress, she took his hand. She squeezed it reassuringly. Their eyes locked, and through the tension of both wanting to look away… they saw each other for the first time in months. It would be a hard road, but they could be a couple again. Paul and Sue Fengold. Maybe they could stay married.
By Gabriel Shames8 days ago in Fiction
Silken Chains. Top Story - March 2026.
Silhouettes of the female form were given flesh and bone. Silken skin glistened under the spotlight. Dry ice rose around our Icons as they danced atop their podiums in the Square. Heralded for their beauty, their movements were slight, powerful, and sensual.
By Paul Stewart9 days ago in Fiction
The rule everyone knows
I recently rewatched The Truman Show yesterday amidst all the chaos of the crazed media story that Jim Carrey was cloned. I give that rumor no credence to my own sensibilities, however, when I saw him in that French award ceremony, I had to do a double take. It wasn’t so much that I actually believed he was cloned or anything crazy like that, but, I had a weird gut reaction that made me think, “Someone or something got to him,” because he just doesn’t act like that in most celebrity or movie award ceremonies. You all saw must have seen those interviews where he made fun of Hollywood, being evil that is made to feel real but is really mocking us all. All that Illuminati talk. I was like, “That boy is going to get himself killed.”
By Melissa Ingoldsby9 days ago in Fiction
Crystal Banaba
“Emergency landing requested!” Rachel repeated in a shaky voice. Peering down through thick clouds, she saw an island that seemed to have popped up out of nowhere. It even had its own airstrip! Was she hallucinating, coming out of the storm that nearly split her Cessna? Or was she dead already, with her mind projecting an island that shouldn’t be here?
By Lana V Lynx10 days ago in Fiction
The Stowaways
The cabin was narrow: a dark world that smelled of wood and polish. For Silas, it was a palace of endless bounty, every corner revealing something new and wonderful. He pressed his body against the side, feeling the rhythmic vibration of the great vessel’s heart.
By Sam H Arnold13 days ago in Fiction
