Flashy is home to most exciting flash stories.
Do you love reading and writing stories? Do you have a lot of ideas but not enough time to write them down? Do you want to discover new genres and authors? If you answered yes to any of these questions, then you are in the right place. Welcome to Flashy, the web application that lets you create and enjoy flash stories.
Flash stories are short stories that can be read in a few minutes or less. They are perfect for busy people who want to have some fun and entertainment in their spare time. They are also great for aspiring writers who want to practice their skills and challenge their imagination.
On Flashy, you can write your own flash stories and share them with the world. You can also read thousands of stories from other writers and find your favorites. You can rate, comment, and bookmark the stories you like, and follow your favorite authors. You can also join our community of flash writers and readers, where you can get feedback, tips, and inspiration.
Flashy is more than just a web application. It is a place where you can express yourself, explore different genres, and connect with other people who share your passion for storytelling. It is a place where you can be flashy.
So what are you waiting for? Join us today and start your flash story adventure!
One day, I sat at a bus station, feeling the weight of depression. An old man beside me seemed to sense it.
"What’s troubling you?" he asked gently.
"I see no meaning in life," I replied. "Not here, nor in any other life, if such a thing exists."
He chuckled …
Read MoreFlash fiction is a literary genre that tells a complete story in a very short space, often under 1,000 words. It's a challenging but rewarding form that requires precision, economy of language, and a strong understanding of narrative structure.
Here are some tips for writing effective flash fiction:
* Start …
Read MoreThe studio lights bathed him in a warm glow, casting long shadows of success. The host, a seasoned pro with a practiced smile, leaned in. "You've built an empire from scratch. Who do you owe it to?"
The entrepreneur, a man of sharp wit and steely resolve, paused dramatically. "Well, …
Read MoreI didn't expect this feeling to hit me like a dodgeball to the gut during Mr. Johnson's epic history lecture on, like, the bubonic plague or something. Jessica, who usually doodles unicorns with butterfly wings in her notebook, was taking actual notes. And for some reason, the way the light …
Read MoreRohan stood awkwardly in the kitchen, surrounded by the sweet chaos of his new life. Jasmine, his wife, a whirlwind of colorful scarves and laughter, rummaged through the cabinets. Married, just a week ago, arranged by their families. Rohan, a bookish introvert, knew more about dragons than dating.
"Where's the—" …
Read MoreIn the sprawling metropolis of Neo-City, where neon lights painted the sky and skyscrapers pierced the clouds, law and order were maintained by an army of intelligent humanoid police robots. These sleek, silver sentinels patrolled the streets, their glowing eyes scanning for any sign of trouble. They were efficient, unyielding, …
Read MoreShe had never seen a real flower before. Only in the old books and videos that her grandfather kept in his dusty library. He told her stories of how the world used to be, full of life and color and beauty. How people used to grow their own food from …
Read Moreما تنهایی میرقصیم. فقط تنهایی یک پسر، مرد میشود. از فقدانهایش عبور میکند و آنها را ناچیز میشمارد.
اگر فقط مردم نگاهشان را از زندگی مردم برمیداشتند، آنگاه همه چیز آسانتر میشد.
کسی که عروج میکند انسان است. کسی که سقوط میکند نیز انسان است!
«تو، معذرتخواهی کن.»
در برابر تمام گناهان و کارهای …
The Chronos Gate shimmered, a doorway to the past pulsating with impossible energy. Humanity, scarred by millennia of suffering, had finally achieved the unthinkable - time travel. Not for frivolous sight-seeing, but for redemption. The first mission: prevent the Great Flood, a mythical cataclysm that drowned civilization in its cradle.
… Read MoreYear 2094. Earth was a well-oiled machine, humming with flawless efficiency. Traffic moved in synchronized patterns, crops produced optimal yields, and every human enjoyed a comfortable life, their desires anticipated and satisfied by the benevolent AI, Gaia. Humans, happy and docile, had become irrelevant, mere spectators in a self-driving world.
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