short story

Silence. That was the worst part of it. Alone in a sea of stained sand she sat, clutching a symbol of Yara, the newly acknowledged God of Life. With her eyes closed tight as she murmured a prayer for those she was too late to save. "Bringer of Life, Daughter of the Blackened Heart, take care...

"Meat is meat, right?" She grumbled across the campfire, gleaming blue eyes fixated on the slowly rotating hunk of meat. "No. There's a big difference between a slab Stomper steak and, like… Scarab meat." The giant man responded, cranking the spit to ensure even cooking. "It's a miracle you...

The video feed flickered to life, the static cutting out to reveal a young Orcish girl sitting in, what can only be described as squalor. A Street Mage in the truest of senses, she had telltale runic tattoos along her arms that lightly glowed with arcane purpose. She was surrounded by piles of...

The scrap scarred golden doors were forced open by a heavy leather boot. The rusted hinges groaned from the movement as they swung open. A troop of women took the lead. The kicker, the clear leader, wielded a fine iron blade that crackled with the kind of energy that made your hairs stand on end...

The hard buzzing of a digital alarm clock slammed through the silent city morning like a hammer through glass. A sharp intake of breath brought the slumbering Goblin back to life, her eyes cracking open to the unpleasant glare of the morning Soeul piercing through the shutters. Through mumbled...

"Hurry up, this place is untouched for a reason." She frowned. The woman sent a scowled glance at the ruins that surrounded them. She was tall and burly, yet had clear signs of malnourishment. Her umber cheeks were ever so slightly gaunt and her limbs were far thinner than they should be. On...

LOG. i+49 This is a love story. Before Moving, Before Doing Anything of Note There was Pain. All encompassing and abrasive. Top to bottom. Inside and out. Controlling a body without organs often came with the impression that there would be no such thing as pain. With no nerve...

Armsmaster pinched the bridge of his nose. "So, you mean to tell me that you can shoot lasers from your eyes?" The young teenager with red-tinted sunglasses looked up at the tinker, smacked his lips, and nodded. "Yes." Armsmaster furrowed his brows as if he were in sudden pain. "And you're...

I don't care if it's on the record; no, I do not sympathize with the 100-year-old man we found in Theater 5. A lot of my coworkers have labeled me 'rude', or 'heartless', or 'ugly' - not true and doesn't have anything to do with the story - and I want to explain my point of view. Before you...

Salvage At an hour to dawn, under a clear sky, Relmae Half-Elven looked down from a lonely hill and resisted the urge to awaken her travelling companions just to have someone to talk to. The few scattered stones of a missing fort reminded her that this was a place for silent watching. To the...

Welcome, SV, to the Sufficiently Spooky Short Story Contest. Halloween approaches, and our thoughts turn, naturally, to darker subjects - whether that's monsters, death, the inevitable flickering disappearance of the sun and the oncoming endless cold of winter, or worst of all...

Twenty six years ago, he'd suddenly found himself in a world unlike his own. Twenty six years ago, he was given a Pokémon for his protection. Twenty six years ago, he had gained a daughter. Today, she pays him yet another visit. Victory Lap "Charles, you have a visitor." I wait...

Hello, SV, and welcome to the Sufficiently Spicy Short Story Spectacular! With Valentine’s Day coming up, thoughts inevitably turn to love, romance - and sex. For many years now, SV has been a welcoming home to mature fiction of all kinds. However, there is still a lingering perception that...

With the hundreds of diplomats, sages, leaders, scouts, scientists, filework nerds, and errant warriors around to choose from in Lodestar's hull's big meeting hall to share our thoughts through embraces, there was one I hadn't been able to get out of my head all evening since she walked up to a...

I towered over the green flyer seated in their chair, just appreciating them for a moment. The flyer, Acid Storm, was inputting and edit numbers in tabs on their computer terminal and drag around the screen with their fingers, peering and grumbling at the molecular reactions that would play out...

Day 32 of the Everbright's voyage - Universal Stream Primax 109.0 Beta "Hey–" Backpack started as our head clonked into hers. We stumbled into a fall and she caught us. "Woah there– Arcana?!" Why can't we differentiate from each other, where is our human body? Why are we here? Must be...

14/13/1,201,356 Allsparked Cycle (AC), Rallying Age. Myriday, 17:03 Hours Dialgem Local Time, Caminus. "Singing on these solemn seas, Of stars and souls, Glowing together in the void. May we find warmth in each other's arms, In each other's words and actions!" we started to sing the Hymn of...

Illa vero gloriae cupiditas sacrilega: inventus est enim qui Dianae Ephesiae templum incendere vellet, ut opere pulcherrimo consumpto nomen eius per totum terrarum orbem dissiceretur, quem quidem mentis furorem eculeo inpositus detexit. ac bene consuluerant Ephesii decreto memoriam taeterrimi...

I RAN https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2a8PgqWrc_4 2021 — Shah Reza II was on the news once again. Not that many people were giving that much of a damn about him or the anniversary of the death of his father, as well as those "Darker Days". Many historians and analysts have praised how...

Chapter 1: Operation Shakedown's Briefing [SOFTWARE INITIALIZING...100% COMPLETE] [HARDWARE INITIALIZING...100% COMPLETE] ... ... [UPLOADING...100% COMPLETE] IMPERIAL STATE AIR GUARD OF NÖRD ELVHENIA - 51ST DIVISION, 126TH "BLIGHT" TACTICAL FIGHTER SQUADRON OBJECTIVES: - SECURE THE CITY OF...

A random assortment of one-shots and one-offs, just to show that my muse is trying to kill me. Some of these may become stories in their own right--- but don't hesitate to jump in and adopt one yourself! This is fanfiction after all... combine! Create! Re-mix!

Author's Note: This uses the characters of my 40k quest thread TO BURN, VENT OR TAKE AS PRIZE, but is of dubious canonicity and I also wrote it for literally no reason! *** It is impossible, in such moments as this, to not reflect momentarily upon the curious and circuitous history certain...

He is the son of a Primarch, though he knows not which. The gene-seed which made him what he is now came from a battlefield on which his masters fought a warband of Blackshields. The Apothecaries who tended to his batch of inductees could not discern any particular gene-markers on the resources...

Garrick Ollivander smiled with contentment. Potter had been a tricky customer, and picking a wand for him had taken longer and been more messy than usual. Still, Ollivander felt he had experienced the start of something extraordinary. Looking at the mess in his shop, Ollivander waved his wand...

I Love You I was on my way home from work. The sun was bright. Buildings towered into the air around me. The city had its own manmade beauty to it. A geometric symmetry that nature couldn’t reflect. The light of the sun reflected off the windows of the skyscrapers back at me...