As she rounded the corner, she looked up from her downward gaze startled by a motion out of the corner of her eye. A man stood there, leaning with his back against the house, his knee bent upward with his foot against the wall. He looked as startled as shel. She did not recognize him, and overcome by a sudden rush of fear, she turned and began to move back towards the entry to the house. "No, Madeline, don't," she heard a soft, masculine voice. She stopped and froze, her hand shaking. He knew her name. She was afraid to turn around. Afraid she didn't know him. Afraid she did….or was supposed to. When she did turn around, he had moved a few steps from the wall of the house and was looking at her anxiously. She took a deep breath and asked, "Are you Anthony?"

They built their love like a fortress—cold, impenetrable, and carved from ambition. Ethan whispered promises between wire transfers; Marissa kissed him with lips that had negotiated billion-dollar frauds. But love, like crime, demands loyalty. And when Ethan fell for the intern with soft eyes and clean hands, the empire cracked. The moment he planned to run, Marissa made her own plans—quieter, deadlier. When they found his body, it wasn’t the blood that shocked them. It was the ring missing from his finger. In love and crime, there are no survivors—only the ones smart enough to disappear.

Follow Rook and Inara in this short story shadowing a deeper future. Learn about who they are and who they wish to be and ready yourself for a bumpy ride following the two best friends in a longer story to be titled “Where It’s Going” and its sequel “How It Ended”.

Emma is grieving the loss of her best friend, Smith, and struggling with guilt, isolation, and painful memories as a new school year begins. Tormented by classmate Kyle, who shares a mysterious connection to Smith, Emma feels emotionally numb despite her friends’ support. A traumatic confrontation with Kyle pushes her to a breaking point, but a surprising encounter at a party sparks an unexpected connection between them. When they’re trapped together during a police raid, painful truths surface, yet a fragile understanding grows. As Emma navigates grief and conflicting emotions, she questions whether healing and forgiveness can come from the last person she expected.

I worked the evening, serving the other patrons without paying too much attention to the blue-eyed human at the end of the bar...

I was fresh out of high school, a thin "grungy" girl who loved her green 16-hole Doc Martens, baggy jeans, and short bleached blonde hair, (which some thought looked like Michelle Pfeiffer). The year is 1996, it's summer and I'm free to do whatever I please, before my freshman year of college.

How I met Roman, How we became a weird couple. I’m not lucky at all, he’s a demon from hell I really regret meeting him.

Nick moves into a new apartment and starts a journal of his new life. He finds there are a lot of attractive women in town, which one will he choose? 3000 words

I started my day by waking to the smell of dog. The slobbery nose sniffed my ear and the big paws on my chest interchangeably smacked my face. It was as if Pepper were saying “Wake up you fool. Today’s the day!”. The dog was my neighbor’s, but I had offered to watch her while they were on vacation. She was black with peppered fur on her paws. Today was the day, wasn't it? The day I was to propose to Cindy at the town center party.

Wanna learn your fears, not just your favorites. Wanna build you up, not just say you sacred. I feel like we met in a place without bodies— two energies crossing

Moon loses sun, gets it back, is burnt by sun, sun wants doe, doe plays with sun, loses sun moon and sun reunite, doe comes back, moon and sun separate.

The streetlight flickered overhead, casting a pale glow on the wet pavement. She stood beside me, a breath away, but it felt like a universe stretched between us. Her laugh, light and fleeting, seemed to linger longer than it should have, settling into the air around us like a secret only we shared. I glanced at her—just a glance, but it was enough. Her eyes, quiet and knowing, met mine for the briefest of seconds, before looking away. We didn’t need words; the silence spoke for us. “Do you ever think about the space between people?” she asked, her voice soft, almost drowned by the hum of the city. I didn’t answer right away. I was still caught in the echo of her question. Was it possible to feel something—so quietly, so deeply—without it ever needing to be said? I didn’t know. But I knew that in this moment, I didn’t want to leave.

Here I will explain what the (3) main characters look like (providing images (not mine) i think suit the characters best), with a description of their personalities, redeeming (and not so redeeming) interests, and their hobbies. A small backstory will be provided, but I will keep it short and simple (no deep details just yet). (Other characters may come later)

The music from a romantics heart. This small thought describes the weight of someone’s heart when they love so deeply.

Elena lives a quiet, content life with James, the man she married—the man she loves. Their days are filled with warmth and routine: shared coffee in the mornings, laughter with friends, and a house that hums with a gentle kind of peace. But beneath the surface lies a truth she has always known but never named—James once loved someone else. And a part of him still does. As memories resurface and silences stretch longer, Elena begins to confront the quiet ache of being someone’s second choice. Yet in that reckoning, she also discovers the quiet strength of choosing to stay. With grace, patience, and a love all her own, Elena must navigate what it means to build a life in the shadow of “what might have been.” The Shape of Almost is a tender, bittersweet exploration of love that’s not perfect—but present. A story of acceptance, quiet resilience, and the enduring beauty of choosing to love, even when you’re not the first chapter in someone’s story.

She loved him in silence. Until she couldn't anymore. For six years, Emma stood quietly beside Jake—her best friend, her almost, her everything. Through every heartbreak of his, she stayed. Through every moment he looked right past her, she smiled. But when Jake announces he’s leaving for New York to chase his dreams, Emma realizes she can’t keep pretending. With her heart on the line, she confesses the truth she’s buried for years—only to be met with the one answer she never wanted to hear. Left behind in a town full of memories, Emma must learn what it means to move on from a love that was never hers… and find herself in the aftermath of letting go. A poignant tale of unrequited love, heartbreak, and quiet resilience.

The Space Between Us is a slow-burn heartbreak set against the quiet backdrop of everyday life. Told in intimate vignettes, it follows the emotional unraveling of a relationship not broken by betrayal, but by silence, distance, and time. As two lovers drift apart without ever raising their voices, the story captures the haunting beauty of love fading in plain sight—the missed glances, the empty spaces in conversation, the soft ache of being next to someone who’s already gone. Poetic, tender, and quietly devastating, it’s a love story told in reverse—one that lingers long after the credits roll.

I can’t hate you or anybody for that matter, therefore I don’t. That takes too much effort, I simply just don’t care. Thanks for teaching me that lesson.

This short story is about a woman named Jazz who intentionally makes her boyfriend, Cedrick, mad so he will punish her sexually.

This is a story for a teenage who only thought she was human. Then she found out something even bigger.