“Can’t we just kill it?” asked Wylie. Keaton placed his hand upon the boy’s shoulder. “Nay,” he said. “We must be patient.” They had been tracking the phoenix for days as it flew across the countryside. It was a rare sight, a firebird in this day and age. To see one was to herald a … More Mightier
I held them so close that I crushed them. Killed them all, but a few. It was an accident, really. I just wanted what was best for them and didn’t realize what I was doing. I just wanted them to do right so I forced it. I just wanted- The next time I tried to … More Deus
“It was a war injury,” said Piotr. “You’ll have to get in closer children, so you can hear him. I know, I know, it is usually the other way around for one so old!” The large man laughed as the little ones crowded around his grandfather. “My boy’s boy doesn’t believe me,” croaked the old … More Cursed
“Repeat it back to me, now,” instructed Kara. “Left once, right six times, left two times,” said Xavier with a sigh. “I told you, I got it.” “I know you do, but I have to be sure. It’s one of those things, so thank you for indulging me.” “It’s something that sticks with you, Mom. … More Keyhole
“Oh my god, he’s soooo cute!” exclaimed the attractive brunette as she reached out to pet a soft, pink nose that was rapidly twitching back and forth. “I love sugar gliders! What’s his name?” “Uh…” stammered Edward. “It’s Momo.” “Hiiii, Momo!” she cooed. Edward knew this was a mistake. He certainly couldn’t leave the thing … More Hidden
“Because I’m cursed, John.” Daisy sat on the front porch of her family’s big white house with her friend from school, John. She pushed herself back and forth in the swing using her toe, which was just barely touching the wood of the deck. Her arms were crossed over her blue overalls and a single … More Cursed
Lego pondered his situation. It’s not like he hadn’t been in tough spots before. There was the time with the wizard who disagreed about who owned a certain spellbook that Lego swore he had found on his own fair and square. And there was the time that he was hiding inside of a vase in … More In the Well
“No, I’m not saying that. What I’m saying is that I still expect to wake up at any moment.”
Elizabeth Walsh tossed her rubber gloves into the sink and removed her apron. She hung it next to the refrigerator and wiped the sweat from her brow. Her husband, Mark, sat at the kitchen table, leaning the chair he sat in on its back legs so the front were several inches off the ground. He had a bemused grin on his handsome face and his hands on the top of his head, ruffling his dark brown hair.
“You still think this is all a dream?” he asked of his lovely strawberry-blonde wife of twelve years. “You think that you, me, our kids, they’re all a part of your dream and that none of our life here has ever happened? I mean, that’s funny, but you’re not serious, right?” … More The Fall
Where am I now? Ramone wondered. He felt nothing in his fingers and toes, could see nothing, hear nothing, nor could he taste air, yet he did exist. His thoughts were as clear as ever and he could reason that since he was thinking, then he was still real. Oftentimes, when he was a young man … More Ghost in the Machine
Here’s some lovely BRAND SPANKIN NEW flash fiction for ya. This is based on a writing prompt taken from Reddit, using the “Random” button on writing prompts. Thanks to /u/KleverGuy. “Oh, this is bad,” said Archibald, running a clawed finger through his mouth. “Oh, this is so very bad.” It’s not very often that Archie … More Canines
Aaron Nieson 