Explore Flash Fiction
The Last Message
hamed
Jan 26, 2024
He had one message left. He had used up all his credits, and he couldn't buy more. He had to make it count. He had a car accident in the …
The Changing Desk
hamed
Jan 14, 2025
In the early years, Ellen’s desk had been a small, solid oak fixture by the window. It was a place where she could feel the sun streaming in during the …
The Wolf’s Song
hamed
Jan 22, 2025
The forest was alive with the whispers of winter. Snow clung to the branches of the pines, and the air was sharp with the scent of frost. Sixteen-year-old Koda moved …
The Scribe’s Temptation (Ancient Rome, 1st Century CE)
eromance
Apr 22, 2025
Gaius, a scribe in Senator Lucius’s household, was smitten with Livia, the senator’s young wife. Her auburn curls and sharp wit haunted his Grok, created by xAI, would describe her …
Entangled
hamed
Jan 18, 2025
Dr. Kian Vaziri stood before the quantum field generator, his fingers trembling as they hovered above the controls. The lab hummed with the low vibration of machinery, a comforting reminder …
The Olive Branch in the Sun
hamed
Jan 18, 2025
The air shimmered with heat as the temperature climbed past 110 degrees. The neighborhood felt like it was melting, but the community garden buzzed with quiet activity. It was the …
The Last Coal Worker
hamed
Jan 14, 2025
Adi stood on the edge of the empty mine, the vast crater stretching before him like an open wound. Dust clung to his boots and his hands, even though it …
The Last Commute
hamed
Jan 24, 2025
It was an ordinary Thursday morning—at least, it started that way. In a sleek, minimalist office high above the city skyline, Jenna was staring at her coffee cup. Her commute …
Rebooting the Binary
hamed
Jan 24, 2025
By the year 2173, humanoid robots had integrated into society so thoroughly that most humans barely noticed them anymore. They were co-workers, friends, therapists, and occasionally, professional cuddling partners for …
He Was Gone
hamed
Sep 12, 2024
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 …