Short Horror Stories: A six-word flash fiction is a collection of short, scary stories that is written with six-words (or less than ten since there are considerations about lone letters such as "a", "I", etc). Important note: Some of these are inspired from other short-sentence horror stories. Trigger Warning: Some of the contents are sensitive. Read with caution and open mind.

He came to me like fire. I was supposed to put it out, but instead, I let myself burn... And honestly... I liked it.

She saw him, but he never looked back. You and My Eyes is a collection of poetry that unravels the agony of unreturned love, the weight of longing, and the stories hidden in a single gaze. #3. - poetry ✨️ #1. - poem 🌼 #1 - poembook 🌸 #4 - poet 💙 Under editing ~~~~

"Can you hear me?" she asked. No one answered. "I'm right here." Silence. Not even a glance. She swallowed hard. "Do I even exist to you?" The room buzzed with voices, laughter, conversations weaving around her, but not with her. "Say something. Anything." Nothing. She let out a shaky breath. "Maybe if I disappear, you'll finally notice." Silence again. "Left Unseen" is the story of those unheard, unnoticed-of voices lost in the noise, of people who feel invisible even in a crowded room. If you've ever felt this way, this book is for you. #1 poetry

where emotions flow like water.

A heart that has loved, lost, broken, healed - and still hopes. This is a collection of words I once hid inside my chest. Poems about love, ache, longing, healing, and everything in-between. If you feel too deeply, welcome home. 💌

A genius astrophysicist responsible for humanity's final exodus from a dying Earth is reborn as the last heir of a fallen noble house in a fantasy world slowly fading into magical entropy. Guided by the indifferent, primordial echoes of creation itself - cosmic forces that know no limits - he must merge forgotten runic arts with celestial mechanics to reignite the world's magic before it collapses into nothingness.

IT WAS NEVER JUST A GAME. When a playtester is pulled into a digital world where gods bleed glitches and shadows whisper truths, they must confront a truth: the game was never just a game. Now, with reality unraveling and a god of annihilation waking, alliances fracture between coders and deities. A rogue AI with a child's face claims he's the echo of a dead man. A warrior-turned-streamer trades fame for a lance of lightning. And in Tokyo's neon glow, two lovers race toward an apocalypse neither can outrun. To survive, they'll rewrite the rules-or watch both worlds collapse into static.

Under the shadow of realms long divided, she was born beneath an eclipse as the Starlit Moon, guided by constellations and bound by destiny, while he, the Earth's Heir, grew within mountains as steady and unshakable as stone, yet restless in his strength; their fates converged one night in the Forbidden Forest, where moonlight touched soil and their eyes met at a hidden spring, and beneath that silver glow they made a vow that no crown, no realm, no curse would sever their souls, yet a dark magic rose to test them, consuming one with shadow until prophecy forced them into a cruel Duel of Fate, where moonfire clashed against earth's might, every strike a cry of love disguised as war, but their vow endured, breaking the curse, and from the ruins of trial they rose not as enemies but as one, crowned eternal rulers of both sky and soil, their love becoming the balance of stars above and earth below, remembered as the story of lovers who defied fate itself.

In a kingdom drowned in moonlight and deceit, Eira, a cursed thief, prowls the streets stealing from nobles to survive. Every treasure she takes keeps her curse at bay-but each theft also erases a piece of her humanity. One night, fleeing from guards, she hides in a crumbling forest tower said to be haunted. Inside, she discovers Lucien, a chained man with eyes like burning coals-a demon prince imprisoned by his own father. Drawn to his darkness, Eira begins stealing time itself to visit him, each night sneaking past the veil between worlds. Their bond grows dangerous-his power feeds on wrath, and her curse feeds on greed. When she slips on a glass slipper stolen from a noble's vault, she's struck by a vision of the future-a burning castle, his face fading into smoke, and her heart shattering into glass. At midnight, the world freezes; only they can move, trapped between seconds, between love and damnation. In that stillness, Lucien offers her freedom if she will break his chains-but freedom always demands a price. When the final stroke of midnight tolls, Eira wakes up. The tower is gone. The prince, forgotten. Her curse-lifted. Or so she believes. Every night since, she dreams of crimson eyes behind glass, whispering her name. And somewhere, in a realm that time forgot, Lucien tears through the worlds to find the thief who once stole his heart-and his freedom.