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Fiction Stories

This section provides reader with all those Short Fiction Love Stories which are made-up by the authors and not real i.e. the things, people, places and events all are imaginary and non real. Reading Online Short fiction moral stories, we can feel like entering a dream or fantasy world. It’s the right Fiction Moral Stories Online place for those who love the thrill of imagining impracticable and unavailable experiences.


Dog Days

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January 12th 2017  |  0  |  Category: Fiction , Tragedy  |  Author: Robert Levin  |  632 views

I wanted to be invisible. Out of nowhere, with, I swear, nothing in my history to predict it, I’d done something people regard as sick and disgusting and I wanted to disappear. I should say that at first I wasn’t so sure what I’d done was all that awful, and I certainly didn’t concur with the character judgment implicit in such a definition. It didn’t seem in my case to be fair. I felt this way because I’d always had an exceptionally inquisitive mind, a mind that, forever in search …

 

DONKEY WANTS TO BECOME HORSE

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January 2nd 2017  |  0  |  Category: Bedtime , Drama , Fiction , Inspirational , Moral , Philosophical  |  Author: Titu  |  1104 views

One day donkey was drinking water by the pond. It saw reflection and felt happy at its beauty. It was overjoyed to see its expressive eyes and big ears. It felt worthy and symbolic. It reflected that it was not only handsome, but also greatest working animal that transformed poor societies into rich societies. It was proud that it carried goods, whereas horses throw them. It thought that it was more even headed than horses. If humans would have taken it to wars, then wars would never have happened due …

 

Mirage: Desert Gold

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December 27th 2016  |  0  |  Category: Fiction , Inspirational , Moral , Philosophical , Satire , Suspense  |  Author: Titu  |  421 views

Two miserly travelers, Ram & Rahim in search of fortune had lost their way in a barren desert. Unmindful of mighty desert, both went deep, chatting n discussing about arid desert and golden sand. The travel was worth it as in Desert; golden nuggets are not deep and are, often exposed to bedrock. They were filled with enough supplies of food and water. As they moved in desert at the peak of day, suddenly both of them saw a sparkle at distant Western dune. Ram thought, ‘’It’s treasure in West.’’ …

 

Gift Is Never Free

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December 26th 2016  |  0  |  Category: Fiction , Moral , Philosophical  |  Author: Titu  |  342 views

Once upon a time there lived an ape in the woods. It was widely revered by all the animals in the jungle. It was known for its antics and travels. It could jump, run and climb trees with great skill and animals enjoyed seeing monkey doing all the tricks for them. Animals viewed the monkey as gift of mother goddess forest. Even lion and elephant enjoyed the tricks that monkey played with them. It would ride on elephant back and even used to pull lion’s tail without getting caught. The …

 

Nightsong

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December 19th 2016  |  2  |  Category: Drama , Fiction , Suspense  |  Author: geedda  |  330 views

by Evan Goodjohn The silence is deafening. It’s so dark in here. I can’t see a thing. I don’t know how I got here, or why I’m here. The last thing I remember is opening the door to my van… Ooh, my head hurts. There must be a goose egg on the back of my skull the size of Brooklyn. Have I been kidnapped? It can’t be. I haven’t any money. I’ve got just enough to live on and pay my bills each week, and pay my two ex-wives. I …

 

Finding Peace At Christmas

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December 19th 2016  |  0  |  Category: Fiction  |  Author: Author Tam  |  150 views

I always wanted to go back and relive all those wonderful memories and not remember the bad things only the good. I have nightmares about the bad. I remember only some of the good. I have a great life, well financially we struggle but doesn’t everyone now? Let me give you some back ground, I was raised by my grand parents, they’ve done a good job, it wasn’t all good or all bad. I saw my mom and step dad whenever I wanted. My Biological father was not in the …

 

Emotion on the Mainframe

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November 20th 2016  |  0  |  Category: Fiction  |  Author: Jason Gainnie  |  334 views

…..zoom in on the plasma kids jolting thru glitch/Central like neon lazers in evasion of DC Khan and his band of degen cyber-junkies. The frontman is Kirlani, electric eyes routing the coronal discharges of his vision to his custom enhanced data-pod, further enhanced by his memory of the intricate architecture of this sector, uploaded with the complementary aerial layouts. It is by this sight and signal that he has procured quite an extensive knowledge of the legendary glitch of Gravity City, knowing that the next corridor will lead them straight …

 

Tricycle Trial

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November 19th 2016  |  0  |  Category: Fiction  |  Author: Simon Bever  |  236 views

“Shhh…we’re going to see Nan.” Ever so quietly, little Sam reached up to the front door on his tip toes and undid the latch. There was a loud click as the door sprung open. He turned, put his finger to his lips and looked straight at me. “Shhh…!” For some reason he’d decided that it was my fault that the latch made a noise – but my little Sam was so cute that I didn’t mind. With the door wide open he took one more furtive look up the stairs …