Melanie was unsure. The brown curls, hazel-green eyes, and pale skin tone reminded her of someone; but it was hard to recall… The azure blue
Category: Flash Fiction
Fires to Ashes
The ticker went down. His heartbeats went up. The bulls in the stock market were blazing infernos for most of the year, creating daily records.
The Fire Within Her
Sitara looked at the mirror. The function was about to start in a couple of hours and she had to reach the venue before that.
The Blaze Tattoo
Hey there, I am Jezzele. I love mysteries. I see mysteries and hidden conspiracies everywhere. My life is straightforward; I have a lovely home, lots
The Spurned Suitor
The gathered monarchs leered shamelessly as the princess entered the hall. Her beauty was indeed unparalleled and indescribable. Decked up in fine silk and precious
The Blazing Void
Trying to tuck Aaron into bed, new mother Aida started to hum lullabies. Motherhood for sure was overwhelming! She barely has time for herself. For
Blazing Respite
It was a grievous day for the families who had lost their 19 year-olds to the ghastly fire. News channels flashed the woeful story of
The Monster Called ‘War’
I stare at the dilapidated structure on the brink of a total collapse just like those around it now reduced to an impenetrable rubble. The
The Birth Of An Empress
The fire crackled. Fiery blazes fluttered as a whiff of wind whizzed past the sages seated in a circular pattern. Hymns reverberated in the air.
Her Last Goodbye
Eighty-year-old Rose woke up with a heavy heart. Despite the bright sunny day outside, her mood was dark and somber. She had no desire to
The Awakening
Its frenzied journey commenced when it left its home, the snow-fed rugged mountains, flowing down the serene pine-clad hills. The river rejoiced, gurgled, and sang
The Burning Spirit
Arjun could smell the fumes from the turning point of the lane, even though the house was situated almost at the end. The top floor
Realization
Sandeep belonged to a middle-class family. His world went topsy-turvy when he lost his parents at a young age. While growing up, many trying circumstances
From Tragedy to Triumph: Unveiling the Power of the Burn
I wake up to crackling flames and the acrid smell of smoke. Blinking my eyes open, I find myself surrounded by an otherworldly blaze, the
Agnipariksha
The wood crackled and hissed as the flames hungrily consumed the wood the sages kept feeding. Black smoke reached the tops of the trees, obscuring
The Wife of the Prince Who Stole Away at Midnight
The wood logs in the embers crackled and dulled, signalling that the blaze was dying out. The crisp mountain air made Yashodhara wrap the blanket
The Burn Victim
Gossip queen, Sarita rolled her pupils like a laddle swirling a gravy, no sooner than Mythili answered the doorbell. “Didn’t you hear any screams in the