Two Sentence Stories

I kissed her softly on the bruise I’d left on her cheek.
Then we hugged there, still wearing our kimonos, and made up.

This post was submitted by Bhazor.

One look turned into one moment turned into one day and night together.
Then, four hundred years before I would see her again.

The best thing about my life is that it is like living in a movie.
It’s a western-romantic-time-travel-teen-roadtrip-comedy.

Unsure of what to do and what to say, the best she could say was “Let’s just avoid the day altogether!”. Meanwhile, her heart pounding in her chest, eyes cast downward trying to force a smile; he agreed, and neglected to notice the shoulders cast lower.

This post was submitted by Kimberley.

Black, brown, with steamed milk or without, or maybe an espresso or a frappuccino (what’s the difference between that and cappuccino anyway?) – I’m taking my time weighing options to find the best, the perfect choice, and although I know it’s just house policy, the smile she gives me is the sweetest smile, the [...]

“No one understands our love,” the dragon sighed.
“Interspecies relationships will take time to be accepted,” the princess said, “But at least he had nice stuff to add to our hoard.”

This post was submitted by The Cloaked Stranger.

I’ll be your cherry and you can be my strawberry.
We’ll elope and marry and then what will our parentberries do?

I looked into her eyes in the moonlight and said, “don’t cry, not for me.”
She placed my hand on her wet cheek and replied, “it’s not tears, my love, it’s blood.”

This post was submitted by Dan Holloway.

You said you loved me and promised that we would be together forever. Now you’re moving to New York for college; what happened to your promise?

This post was submitted by Frankie.

You’ll never see your wife and children
again. So tell us what it was going through your head when you looked into their eyes
and said “no thanks I’ll take the hooker instead.”

This post was submitted by Holli L..