His love for Myrna was like a peanut butter and jelly sandwich—sweet but sticky, with a danger akin to a severe allergic reac…
A sequel to Lunchroom Love
His love for Myrna was like a peanut butter and jelly sandwich—sweet but sticky, with a danger akin to a severe allergic reac…
A sequel to Lunchroom Love
Outside the diner, the night air tempered the coffee running through my veins, winding my brain down from overdrive. So much …
A sequel to Outside The Diner
The driver braked and turned and accelerated through the downtown streets, his eyes constantly darting to the mirror. I sat w…
A prequel to N1t3W4tchr (P4rt V)
Whoo-hoo! Two hundred ficlets at long last! I’d like to say that I love this community, and Ficlets has gotten me into the mi…
A sequel to Pens Poses a CHALLENGE!
I have been watching Lucy secretly. I have never told anyone and really, I have no business doing so. I’m not certified to di…
A sequel to Lucy's Watcher
If I only had someone to talk to. Well, not just anyone, someone who’s been there. Someone who has weighed these particular p…
A prequel to A Mother's Internal Monologue
Mr. Redtics pounded his stubby fingers on the phosphorescent surface of his desk. It glistened and glowed from the pressure. ...
A sequel to ReVeil Industries (II)
“Welcome to ReVeil Industries, may I…” A musical run of high-pitched notes interrupted her greeting. Archaic device, I thou…
A sequel to ReVeil Industries
“The Coldsmith digiskin can be permanently attached, with upgrades automatically delivered through the bloodstream. And it re…
A prequel to ReVeil Industries (III)
Walking into the eye of the storm by waterwin
Mr. Redtics pounded his stubby fingers on the phosphorescent surface of his desk. It glistened and glowed from the pressure. ...
A prequel to ReVeil Industries (II)
“Not just a farm – a working farm – with chickens, cows, and crops to harvest,” the woman told her husband. She cradled the b…
A sequel to Acreage
Now that's a PB&J by Aaron Gustafson
Delmar tore up turf while Myrna scooped up kitty litter. He threw pigskins while she claimed Charlotte’s Web on her list of…
A prequel to Lunchroom Lust (II)
Moving, Always Moving by Jim
pg colors III by Naama ym
At first she though Alec had finally stopped crying. She looked down the orange tube and saw the dirt at the bottom—no sign …
A prequel to Slide Away
Despite the vast interiors of the castle, it lacked a main lobby. The check-in desk was concealed at the end of a narrow, twi…
A sequel to The Fabrication (Part II)
“We can’t stay here, this is not the place,” she said as he turned onto the cobblestone driveway.
“Of course this is it,” he…
A sequel to The Fabrication
“We’ll skip the stairs,” Joe said. “Just point us to the elevator.”
“The Chateau does not have lifts,” replied the desk cler…
A prequel to The Fabrication (Part III)
main castle babelsberg by Thomas Mues
Despite the vast interiors of the castle, it lacked a main lobby. The check-in desk was concealed at the end of a narrow, twi…
A prequel to The Fabrication (Part II)
silo by hobvias sudoneighm
The stark white backings of the photographs reflected the overhead light like a camera flash, bright and blinding. Turning aw…
A prequel to Acreage (II)
As the sea rose, the people of the town tried valiantly to stop it. They raised the breakers and extended the sea walls, but …
A sequel to The Black And Churning Sea
Untitled by Anonymous
I didn’t didn’t intend to work late that day, but late in the afternoon an urgent order came in. The mysterious customer refu…
A sequel to N1t3W4tchr
Outside the diner, the night air tempered the coffee running through my veins, winding my brain down from overdrive. So much …
A prequel to Outside The Diner