Short Stories

A selection of short stories for escapism!

Mirrored messages

Mirrored messages

Genevieve beamed, her whole face lit up and her deep blue eyes sparkled back at Harriet. Harriet always struggled with the unrequited nature of it.

Second birth

Second birth

There was water everywhere; she was surrounded and gasping for air. She wasn’t quite sure why she was here or what had brought her here this time but she had a feeling she was too late. Her head rose to the surface, it was dark and she looked all around her. Why had...

Indelible ink

Indelible ink

Sometimes I am not sure what I believe in. I think the older you get, the more cynical you become and the less you believe in magic. I remember a time where I believed in soul mates and the fateful meeting of two energies, and sometimes I want to believe that magic...

Dear love

Dear love

Dear love, I woke this morning marinading in you. You were not there, you’re never there. You are sealed safely in my imagination, a person I have yet to meet or a person I have already met. But I know you, I will know you when you finally reveal yourself, but for now...

The bonds that make us

The bonds that make us

The disconnection of my device, the paradoxical delusion and momentary panic that I was dislocating myself from society. I felt anxious, my pulse rate rising and my chest compressing the oxygen contained within its cavity. I couldn’t breathe. I just needed to breathe....

The life and death of Frank Adair

The life and death of Frank Adair

‘There is a one in 400 trillion probability of you existing. Those odds are worse than the probability of you winning the lottery, you thought the lottery was a dream, and yet here you are. You are a miracle, I’m not even understating that little tit bit of...

I am Terri

I am Terri

If you have not read Terri and would like some context to the story that is about to follow, please click on this link.  I am often reminded that where I am right now is a consequence of all my decisions, the butterfly effect of something well thought out and planned,...

Sparkling Exuberance – Part two

Sparkling Exuberance – Part two

You can read the first part of this story... Sparkling Exuberance I was sitting on my flight back to Australia and reflecting on the exchange that we had shared. I had 24 hours to marinade on the events that had occurred. I had seen her again and felt my senses fill...

Sparkling Exuberance

Sparkling Exuberance

Energy surrounds us, envelops us and projects us to places we couldn’t have imagined in our wildest dreams. Like right now. Sitting here right now. Never in a million years did I imagine I would be sitting on the Arc de Triomphe hiding. Hiding amongst a heaving mass...

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