A post-chapter dive into the tension Sage won’t name after her first run-in with McCoy Hayes — and the sparks she refuses to acknowledge.

This story is a gift. It's funny, weird, profound, absurd, touching, and completely original. It accomplishes the impossible, making you believe in miracles while laughing at fart jokes. Read it when you need to remember that wonder still exists. Read it when you need to laugh. Read it when you need to believe that ordinary broken things—toasters, microwaves, people—might still have some magic left in them. Toast just happens.

A Tragedy That Could Have Been Prevented This story will break your heart and make you angry. You need to read it anyway. What Happens: A Spanish-speaking woman calls 9-1-1. Her daughter is hemorrhaging after childbirth. She's dying. The mother is frantic, desperate, begging for help in the only language she knows. The operator doesn't speak Spanish. The bilingual operator went home sick early. His replacement is running 15 minutes late. Just 15 minutes. What follows is one of the most gutting, frustrating, heartbreaking pieces of short fiction you'll ever read.

It's absurdly funny. From the first page to the last, this story delivers laugh-out-loud moments that just keep building. A captain who gambles away crew members in poker games? A space monkey named JimJim who communicates through shrieks and gestures? Flamboyant space pirates with pink boas and a guy named Teddy? This story commits to the bit SO HARD. In a world of serious, dark, complex sci-fi, this story is a reminder that space adventures can be joyful, funny, and ridiculously entertaining while still having heart and telling a complete, satisfying story.

At first glance, this looks like a cute story about two kids becoming friends at school. Timmy the orc and Brighteyes the unicorn. They play in the mud, laugh about their day, make plans to hang out. It's sweet. Innocent. Wholesome. You have no idea what's coming. This is a story about cycles of violence. About revenge dressed up as justice. About how trauma and hatred get passed down through generations. About codes of honor that justify horrific acts. And it does all of this in just a few pages, with orcs and unicorns, in a world made of candy. The writing is deceptively simple—which makes the gut-punches land even harder. Every detail matters. Every seemingly throwable line pays off. The author trusts you to piece things together, and when you do, it's devastating.

It's brilliantly twisted. This story takes the innocent Christmas carol we all know and transforms it into something visceral and unforgettable. Turtle doves become massive, violent creatures. French hens aren't what you expect. Every element of the song appears, but darker, stranger, and more dangerous than you could imagine. The journey is relentless. Armed with only a club made from pear tree wood, our hero ventures through deserts, encounters supernatural beings, and faces impossible choices. The desperation is palpable. You'll feel the weight of every step, every decision, every sacrifice.

Chapter One Summary: Sage Blackthorn doesn’t have time for distractions—especially not the new farrier with a reputation for trouble and a voice that hits her spine like a matchstrike. When her gelding throws a shoe, McCoy Hayes shows up with quiet competence, sharp eyes, and a tension she refuses to acknowledge. One chapter in, and Sage is already in more danger from him than from the damn loose shoe.

Ethan wanted to be a hero, so he became the man his family needed him to be. He had fun along the way, don't get him wrong. When an honorable request comes in, he has to take it. Will his bravery allow him to escape the hands of fate itself?

News of the deus ex machina. First edition of "my daily thoughts". Here's hoping this doesn't just turn into a live journal that nobody can relate to.

A spicy welcome from me and a taste of what you’ll find here: heat, tension, filthy lines, and characters who never behave. If you’re ready for the kind of romance that ignites fast and burns hot, step inside.

“Yes, sweetheart~? You have a request, dear~?” She leaned in and gave Deimos a passionate kiss. “I’m here for your wishes~!”

If you are to meet me, know that peace is my only wish But you’ll only know me by purple flame and turquoise mist.

“Alright then, Razinal Volclops. Your execution begins now.” “Okay, bye. Don’t remember me, it’s not worth it!” The alien smiled to himself as he was loaded into the spaceship via the magnetic conveyor belt that held his chair in place. “Can’t wait. Finally get to leave this bitch.” As the door was closing behind him, Razinal took a deep breath and screamed out, “Let’s fucking blow this popsicle stand, bitches!”

Shell of Abysmal Silence gets overlooked while a log is being used as a biennial cultivated herb. NS

Prologue — The Day I Finally Woke Up I used to live my life like a well-kept ledger—every line balanced, every emotion tucked into neat little margins. Discipline was my religion. Routine, my sanctuary. I walked through my days as if sleepwalking in a dream where everything made sense, where what I wanted and what I had were close enough to let me breathe. Then one morning, I woke up. Really woke up. And the world had rearranged itself while I wasn’t looking. The city didn’t hum the way it used to. It shivered. Billboards shone with faces I didn’t recognize. Headlines screamed names that made my stomach twist. And at the center of it all—like a rot blooming from the inside of a perfect fruit—was her. Svlad. My nemesis. My shadow. My undoing. She had always been ruthless, but now she was something worse—untouchable. This is how it all began...

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Mia finds a mysterious notebook with a message that inspires her to slow down and listen to her own heart. This leads her to reconnect with Noah, someone she once cared deeply for, and together they begin rediscovering their long-paused connection.

I’m Ella. And this is a story about four different young teen girls that went missing, same age…same town..

When a mysterious stranger confronts you about something impossible, you are plunged into a chaotic event.

In a dreamlike realm where the familiar blurs with the fantastical, Allison finds herself drawn to a carnival shimmering with surreal memories and vibrant imagery, a place heavily steeped in her own childhood artistry. As she attempts to cross into this enchanting landscape, she’s halted by Sol, who reveals that she's not yet ready to embrace this world. Waking up in her ordinary room, she discovers a mysterious card featuring a raccoon and glowing fireflies, hinting at her newfound role as the Sparkkeeper, tasked with igniting creativity in the world. But as she grips her transformed pen—a mystical artifact topped with a skeleton key—she realizes that her journey is just beginning, and an unexpected message pulls her deeper into the unknown. Dive into Allison's captivating adventure as she navigates the boundaries between dreams and reality!