Shortys2025 Stories

══════════◄••❀••►═════════ M𝐨𝐯𝐞 through the quiet corners of human emotion-sorrow, hope, love, and loss. T𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 verses are not just a reflection of one soul, but of many. They carry the feelings we hold in silence-the ones we do not always know how to name. T𝐡𝐢𝐬 collection begins where most people stop - in the dark, in the unnamed, in the weight of what we carry alone. It rises through every corner of what it means to feel deeply, until what remains is not the night that came for you, but the burning soul it could not extinguish. T𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 shadows and light, through the darkest nights and the warmest dawns, this collection asks one quiet question: what if the radiance you've been searching for was always yours? ══════════◄••❀••►═════════

It's a prose poetry piece anyone can give as a gift to someone unique to them. 🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸 Published by Crescent Press on 'Love Without Construct,' Issue 01 https://open.substack.com/pub/crescentpress25/p/love-without-construct-issue-01-crescent?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android&r=6cnpqu

An anthology of short stories, narrative poems, and flash fiction. #1 in flash fiction [2/10/2026]

A collection of romantic short stories by yours truly. 🩷 © All rights reserved.

I'm not meant to be the hero. I know that much. These emotions I carry with me will never allow me to truly free our kingdom from its secret villain. The villain no one knows is there. So let me help you, the true heroes, get to him. In our last fight, after being friends with each other for so long, I will guide you to him and be your villain one last time.

An Revenford actress, Tara and her husband, William went to a space station in another planet, Panxem for her Blinkonese Sign Language class with Mary and Ray Young. But Tara accidentally made Mary crumbled when she accidentally reminded Mary of her trauma. So what's Mary's biggest problem? This is the fifth installment of the Tara Preston series

Diary of a Teenager is just a mix of poems, short stories, and random thoughts-bits and pieces of what it feels like to be young, confused, happy, heartbroken, and everything in between. It's messy, honest, and straight from the heart. #Shortys2025 #poetry #prose

Submission 2 #WattpadShortys2025 - Baboons Witness (Acrostic Poem) A structured acrostic that captures the essence of environmental testimony in 16 lines. Using the phrase BABOONS WITNESS, this piece distills the crisis into sharp, haunting verses that echo the prose poem's themes while standing powerfully on its own. Word Count: ~80 words Genre: Structured Environmental Poetry Image by @thatgregwilliams

A tale of love, grief and first times. When Adeline goes to a small city at Switzerland she feels broken from everything which happened to her life. She contemplates if there is a future for her or if she destined to be alone and broken forever until she meats Lucius, her friend back then and the only man she ever loved.

Waking up in a cell with no memory, a young woman is thrust into a series of terrifying events where reality and illusion collide. As twisted trials begin and the truth unravels, one question haunts her-can she trust anything, even her own mind?

Always drawn to you. ~°•°•°~•~

This is just a collection of whatever hits me, whenever it does. Could be poetry. Could be short notes. Could be... something I'll regret later. They're not planned, not polished-just whatever spilled out when my brain said, "Write this down before you forget... or before it embarrasses you." Some are two lines. Some might change later. Some might never make sense. (But hey, neither do I most days.) These are a lot more on the brighter side hopefully .. even I don't know but yeah. Last one was from my notes and these are from texts .. (sms, DMs, X posts etc.)

#Shortys 2025 Shortlister #Shortys 2025 Longlister Where Dreams Hide Behind The Reality Rose never wanted riches, fame, or glory. She only wanted to run-into the woods, into her books, into a world where she could finally belong. Legends speak of the River Serene: Under the full moon, its waters part, opening a hidden path to realms where dreams come alive. The villagers call it a curse. A graveyard of wanderers who stepped into the waters and never returned. But Rose has come too far to turn back. Beneath the river lies either her escape... Or her end.

A poem for the Shortys 2025 *** Prompt: "On some level I think I always understood that a ship could never really love an anchor. So I did the only thing that I could, and severed the rope to set you sailing from my harbor." - The Crane Wives, Never Love an Anchor

All the poems that I write for contests conducted in Wattpad.

Through the toughness of life, Through your first heartbreak, Through a dark time, An unfortunate past But also your love, And your "THE ONE" in your life....... This is a collection of poems and compositions, I have written throughout my teenage life. It is not a story but lines of my feelings, so I hope you guys like it Most of them are written by me.

When Sadaf, a young girl, enters a writing contest with a powerful story she poured her heart into, it slips into an inbox... one among many, waiting. Affan, a literary editor yearning for something genuine, wades through submissions that rarely speak to him. DEAR EDITOR is a story of near misses and silent hopes, asking: what happens when a story carries more than just words... and will it ever be found? #Shortys2025

For a decade, Mark has built his life around his neighbour (Jenny) without letting her know. His unconfessed love erupts only in secret acts of service. He is paralysed by his desire Unable to touch, yet unable to let go. But when Jenny finally opens her door one day His quiet routine of watching and wishing is about to be exposed.

A raw confession of rage and betrayal. On judgment day, love turns to vengeance, promises turn to blood, and forgiveness is no longer an option. 🌑

A road trip. A forest at dawn. A boy with a smile that feels too real to forget. Alice wakes up certain she's found something unforgettable-until the morning light reminds her it might have only been a dream. But what if dreams are just fragments of a reality waiting to be found? ----- A Flash Fiction written by R.M. Graves