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This is a story in many parts. It is a story that has run through my mind so many times over the years: autobiographical in the desires it portrays, though I am not at all reckless enough to give in to them. I hope you enjoy me. The Quiet Room I have been here so many times: stood here, pretending not to have come on purpose: not to know where I am; not to know what is behind the shabby facade; not to want to go in. I am pretending to check my phone, as I have so many times before: as if I have stopped here by chance and am on my way to somewhere else. I know what is inside, what sort of place it is, what they promise: though in truth I canno…
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Is there anything that can beat a bland vibe of sunrise on a new week? A good vibe? A warm cup of coffee? Or tea? TV shows that aired today? A new video from your favorite channel? After all the shenanigan i've been through, i wish i can turn back time to cherish those corny moment before all of this happen... --- "Is this administrator office?" (21: 30) "It is, who might you be?" (21:30) "Dion Stuart, administrator of Audia Leaflet West Academy" (21:32) "I'm Elena, administrator of South Ashfield 16 Elementary school. Is there something i can help you with" …
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My date had been a disaster, hours getting ready and an Uber from my hotel wasted on another son of one of my mothers' friends. It wasn't that we didn't click. It was more that I despised him within minutes of meeting him, and for someone as accepting as me, it takes a special kind of douchebag to get there that fast. He was an egotistical windbag who talked so much about how fast his car was, how expensive his watch was, how great his job was, that I was positive he was compensating for the smallest penis ever. I knew I'd hear it from my mother, but while he was taking the third phone call on our date from another "bro", I excused myself to the ladies room, arranged an U…
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Dear Diary, My name is Esme Alcina Chauderon, and I’m a witch. Well, I’m almost a witch. I was born marked, destined to become a witch, but I had to wait until my powers came to me. It was supposed to happen at some point, the year that the universe would open up to me, when my magic would be amplified and the foundations of my witch powers set, when I would come into my power. They call it a “Magical Year”, and for me it came late, like everything else in my life. It starts as early as thirteen for some witches, and I’d been looking forward to mine the way most girls look forward to their first love. It meant I would move away from my family, be on my ow…
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Being noticed I love this place: have done since first I came here, years back, as a young keen new researcher on her first field trip. A place of ice and fire: of storms and stillness; of surreal splendour and sulphurous stench. Hell is here, a few miles up the track: Viti, they call it - which means Hell - because in ancient times they thought hell was beneath the fires; and who can blame them, the boiling mud and the plumes of steam, the stink of sulphur and the treacherous yielding of the pumice crust do indeed make a hellscape. But Viti has a calm green pool at its centre now - the calm at the centre of the storm, perhaps - and that cool calm laying so still ove…
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I randomly generated this list of characters from name generators, character generators, lists of motivations and quirks, and probably a few elements from deep within my own twisted mind. The list was made to provide random options for my latest writing challenge over in my Tell Me a Story group, but when I read down the list after making it I thought... hey, those 10 people should all be in a story together. This probably happened because I'm an idiot and can't stop my dumb brain from connecting everything it sees into stories and fictions and insanity. But my brain is already off and running... I tried to leave the wording as vague as possible but of course, my brain st…
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Image Credit: Phil Gromley ( Twitter: @GromleyPhil ) The first incident happened so quickly. I was horrified. The moonbeams struck and he was a beast. Before I knew it, his claws had sunk into me and I couldn't even find a scream inside of me. He apologized and told me he never chose to be this way. He loved me dearly and wanted to protect me, he never wanted to hurt me. I didn't believe him at first but I realized I wasn't being fair to him. Why would anyone choose a life like this? To hurt the only one who showed him love? He was damaged, he was hurt. You just couldn't see his wounds. He told me I should leave, but I insisted I stay. I didn't want him to suffe…
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Prelude I didn't feel anything. I didn't even notice it happen. It wasn't hot, it didn't hurt, my life didn't flash before my eyes, I didn't even have a moment to try and breathe in order to realize whether or not I could. I wasn't sad, I wasn't scared, I wasn't angry. For one moment, one fleeting moment, I heard silence. In a way, I suppose you could call it a happy feeling. It's not at all the way I thought I would've felt if it happened. My name is Julia Whithro, and I'm dead. I was 25 years old, North on I-10 on Christmas Eve, 2021. It was raining and I was going 90 when the speed limit was 75. It was 9:30 at night and I needed to get home to finish wra…
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Who else believes in angels and demons? I belive angels and demons are always fighting and sometimes demons escape from the underworld and ive done read on qoura that some angels are stationed down to the underworld to make sure demons don't escape some pepole says that demons are the nephilim giants so I believe if they were real that female angels would make pacts and agreements and I belive female angels would be sent down there to pleasure some of the demons to stop demons from escaping what are anyone else's thoughts on this fenale angels are protectors and angels can change their forms mabby they don't have a true form just they change into what's needed mabby thi…
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Image credit: Monobe (pixiv) This user is blocked. [Hide messages] One week ago 10:03 AM blocked_user: Hey 10:12 AM You: How the hell are you messaging me? You're supposed to be in prison. blocked_user: Ha, I'm out now. Only 5 years, remember? 10:29 AM You: I have nothing to say to you. blocked_user: You sure about that? 11:00 AM blocked_user: I don't think that's true. You: The hell do you know? blocked_user: I know you more than you think. You: Like hell. blocked_user: I never left your mind. You: Fuck off, stop messaging me. blocked_user: You want me to stay. You: I said fuck…
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I used to hate family vacations. Ever since I was a little girl, my cousins would always pick on me. They'd push me down, call me ugly, make fun of me for things I didn't know. They always found every excuse to exclude me. Mom and dad always tried to cheer me up by buying me special toys and stuff, but it always burned me up inside that they didn't want anything to do with me. "What's wrong with me?" I always thought to myself. "Why don't they like me? Is it because I'm just a kid? Just a girl? But why do they have to be so mean about it?" I remember crying to my parents about it. Mom would try to console me with pretty words. "They're just jealous of you," or dad wo…
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It was his first time. Ever. The idea was always in the back of his mind. He always wondered what it was like, but always knew he'd never actually do it... besides, he didn't even know where to look for one in the first place... but one day, just by happenstance, he came across a post online. Someone asking where to find one. A glory hole. Apparently they were a lot more common than he'd ever thought. Sex shops. It seemed so obvious in hindsight, but... he wouldn't go to one. Ever. He'd never been. Besides, this was all just fantasy. It was just porn... it was a fetish and nothing more. But no matter how much he thought about it, the idea was so incredibly …
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Hello there! I really enjoy writing short stories so this will be where I'll be posting them. They'll mostly be just one post, I think if I decide to write something longer, I'll mark the posts that belong together :). Feel free to let me know what you think and yeah, enjoy reading them :)! xo ❤️
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Just for You
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When I first met you, you completely changed my perspective on who I was and the value I saw in my own body. Nobody had ever pushed me to love myself better than you. You came to me and loved me at a time when I couldn't even bear to look at myself. The way you picked me up, the way you held me in your arms, the way you squeezed me, looked into my eyes with your beautiful emerald ones and reassured me that even through my sweat and tears that I was still the beautiful little angel you fell in love with at the library... these moments must've lasted only a couple seconds but to me they played over and over endlessly. I loved you with all my heart. Every time I do…
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Warning: The following story includes content that some may find disturbing. This story deals with such matters as human trafficking and nonconsensual sex. This story is entirely fictional, but if such topics still make you uncomfortable, do not read any further. It wasn't fair from the start. From before I even walked in the door, you already knew I'd be there. You knew what I was after. I have no idea how, but you knew... And you also knew there was nothing I could do to stop your plan. I stepped in fully expecting to take command. I'd practiced at poker all my life, I knew all the tricks and traps even the dirtiest casinos in the world were capable of pullin…
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