Love
Last Night In Sicily
The Spring sun was just peaking over the mountain bringing its warm light to the small village. A sweet breeze gently rocks the treetops. The earthy smell of fresh brewing coffee wafts from the small café that is on the piazza. The proprietor is just putting the chairs down at the outside tables.
William KingPublished 3 years ago in FictionDriven
Driven- Outta Focus I thumb the little heart locket that I’ve got tucked in my pocket; and ask myself these questions that keep haunting me;
Caroline StevensPublished 3 years ago in FictionAge Appropriate
“Hey honey, what’s your name?” Troy looked the odd older lady over before answering her. He tried his best not to laugh out loud as she shimmied and shook off beat to the music. He couldn’t help but wonder what she was doing there and who she was with.
Cam RascoePublished 3 years ago in FictionShe Gets the Flowers, Right?
Catherine could feel her face get red and hot, she could feel her eyes welling up with tears, she sniffed trying to hold back the tears. Catherine let out a deep and uneven breath.
Life after the warehouse
He walked out of the shadows where he had stayed hidden for so long. He was her shadow man for so long but no more. The love they had always felt for each other has blossomed over the months after their last visit. Much time was spent growing and evolving into the couple they are today. In the years prior theirs was a push and pull relationship. So many emotions and so many struggles. With time, they learned how important they were to each other. They learned to express better and more importantly, how to communicate. Days stretched into nights and nights stretched into beautiful mornings.
My Ray of Sunshine
“This sunset is beautiful.” “Not as beautiful as you” he replied back with a smile. She giggled and playfully shoved him.
Two of Hearts
Star A heart shaped locket and a letter was all his fiance had left, the letter held only 2 words ‘I’m sorry’. Nothing had felt real after Kai had found them waiting on the bar downstairs. He was at a loss for what to do, how to continue on without the fiance who still held a deathgrip on his heart. His mother had always warned him against courting the kind of folk who traveled from settlement to settlement. ‘They have a bedmate at every stop, they’ll never settle down’ she had warned, but Kai hadn’t listened. He’d fallen deeply in love with a captain of one of the airships who brought supplies to the settlement he’d come to call home.
Jace HilbertPublished 3 years ago in FictionRed Photo Frame
“We should have known it was coming. Looking back now… it’s almost laughable we didn’t see it. But we didn’t. We sat back. Watched idly as neighbors disappeared, accepted it as curfews were enforced. And now we want to sit here and complain and cry about the unfairness of it all. The world was taken from us because we didn’t deserve to have it in the first place.” he pauses, looking around the room as if just noticing it for the first time. He holds up the picture frame in his hand. “Do you know how often I stare at this picture? Do you know how many times I’ve traced her face with my fingertip?”
Julia HobbsPublished 3 years ago in FictionThe Downside of Immortality
Her laughs had their own range: from babbling brook to the stomping of elephants. Bartholomew’s favorite laugh was when she snorted like a pig, her giggles punching the air. When she spoke, her voice flowed like melted butter, her southern lilt charming. She couldn’t carry a tune to save her life, but she sang anyways, her enthusiasm overpowering her inabilities. The confidence in her own voice was something to behold. Her voice, her words, her tone were the definition of beauty. The way she said his name was enough to set his soul aflame. He could have listened to her for an eternity, a prospect he nearly gained when an accident stole her away.
Hayley RobertsPublished 3 years ago in FictionRain
(RAIN) “You can’t predict lust. It’s a magical dust that floats in the air. It has no logic, no predetermined path. Maybe it settles on you. Maybe you unexpectedly walk through it … it doesn’t matter how or when really … it makes you think that whoever you’re with or see in front of you is your love … rather they are good or evil.”
Jennie Lyne HiottPublished 3 years ago in FictionLove Eternal
Lisa was driving her rig through the tight tunnels, doing another supply run between bases. Currently she was somewhere between Atlanta and Jackson Mississippi, carrying supplies for the survivors and security personnel at Camp Indigo. Lisa had not always been a Truck Driver, but after the world went to hell, she had to adapt or die. Lisa made the decision to drive a truck; her alternative option would have been drafted into the security forces. The truck rolled over a cattle gate, it jolted her to attention, it meant she was nearing another checkpoint. She placed her hand on her chest, to hold onto the Heart Shaped locket that she wore everywhere she went.
Sarah GravelPublished 3 years ago in FictionA Walk Home from Work
Slumping in her chair. Elsie sighed, looking at the paperwork still to be done. The screen glaring back at her. She had been in a slump all day and knew no more productive work was being done.
Chiara Ann VicaryPublished 3 years ago in Fiction