Read short stories on your iPhone, iPod touch and iPad.
Get your stories featured on EotW and in our newsletter.
- Study questions & activities
- Word games
- Word games
| « Prev | Page: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 32 33 34 35 36 37 38 39 40 41 42 43 44 45 46 47 48 49 50 51 52 53 54 55 56 57 58 59 60 61 62 63 64 65 66 67 68 | Next » |
Late one night, a mysterious man witnesses the strangely silent movement of a large army.
With a mixture of excitement and trepidation, a country girl newly arrived in the city attends her first ball.
As the supply of fan mail dwindles, ageing screen icon Lana Lawn decides to invite a young student to dinner. Someone's in for a surprise.
It was then, as he was just about to bring his hands flutteringly down, that the most extraordinary smell assailed my nostrils
Relaxing at home, Fernando spots an attractive young woman on the balcony opposite.
The spark of his life was fading, but his mind was still sharp, and his memories cocooned him.
My cousin Dedrick and me are farmers. We don’t own no land and most likely never will, but we use land that’s been forgotten by its owners or maybe it was never owned other than by the Cherokee in them olden days.
Retirement had been rougher on Dudley DuBose. Always way more career-focused than his wife, it had been tough adjusting to the record amount of free time.
A warmth filled my chest, an immense sense of pride that you were here. With me.
I'd only met you properly for the first time this morning. Of course, I knew you before then.
Jaime’s two grandfathers also lived in the apartment building. He called one grandfather Abuelito and the other grandfather Babcia. He loved them both very much.
- Length: 3 pages
- Age Rating: U
- Genre:
I hide in the downstairs loo and put on eyeliner. It makes my grey eyes look smoky and defined, covering up the fact I’ve been crying. I think make-up suits me, but Dad disagrees. He thinks make-up is just for girls.
- Length: 7 pages
- Age Rating: PG
- Genre:
As Special Agent in Charge of this District, my years following leads and writing investigative reports were behind me. Now, one part of my job is delivering this investigative file to the D.A.
It had been a week since I'd last left the house. I'd barely made it back last time.
I had known Bill for five years but had never seen him outside the office. “Don’t you find that strange?” Annie asked me one evening.
What happened that day saved my life, and there is no way I would call what happened there a small tragedy
A game of Scrabble has serious consequences.
“Go to Goldman’s Greenhouses. Joseph … will start you … at a buck sixty an hour.” His lungs empty of smoke, “Go talk to him. He’s your uncle. He’ll hire you.
A semi-barbaric king devises a semi-barabaric (but entirely fair) method of criminal trial involving two doors, a beautiful lady and a very hungry tiger.
My mum is the undisputed tea-drinking heavyweight champion of the world… or at least the whole of South Lexington Avenue.
Shepherd's family made money by being outlaws. Well, outlaws in the governments' eyes.
"Damn thing," old Ernie muttered, glancing up from his laptop. He reached out to shut off the annoying noise but noticed the call was from his area. This was unusual.
The cozy brick bungalow stood on a short lane of similarly modest houses with a small, mostly overgrown park at the far end and an intersection leading to Darlington High Street.
The spark of his life was fading, but his mind was still sharp, and his memories cocooned him.
Dessie O'Connell was 6 feet 3, thick of bone, and naturally muscular. Unlike almost all of the actors with whom he'd first competed for parts, he hardly needed to work out in order to resemble a Hellenic god.
"It's at the ranch, on the other side of the farm, in those mountains. All we need to do is catch it. Can you imagine how much we can sell it for?
