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Hello Fiction Lovers and Readers, If you enjoy thought-provoking stories with unforgettable endings, you’re in the right place. What are you still waiting for? 😍 Follow me for fresh flash fiction that leaves a lasting impression—stories that stay with you for a long time and make you wonder what kind of storyteller you just discovered. 📖✍️ Guess what? You won’t regret it. Let’s embark on this imaginative journey together. And hey, don't forget to check out my short story collection, FICTION TALES 👉  Read Now -Amy King Writer/Storyteller/Creator, Fiction in a Flash  #ShortStoryMagic   #FlashFiction #ShortStoryWriter #FictionLovers #BookLovers #WritersCommunity #ReadersCircle #Blogger #Writer #Storyteller #AuthorOnBlog #Blog Writer #IndieAuthorLife #StorytellerHub #FictionAddict #StorytellingCommunity #KeepItReal #FollowMyPage
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  WHEN YOUR ART FEELS INVISIBLE Being a storyteller isn’t easy. Sometimes your work isn’t recognized or appreciated, but you keep going anyway. We draw inspiration from everyday life — emotions, moments, conversations, pain, joy, and the beauty around us. Every detail becomes a story waiting to be told. We write because stories heal. We write because someone, somewhere, needs the reminder that they are not alone. We write because there are emotions the world struggles to describe, and sometimes words are the only bridge that carries them safely. So even when it’s tough. Even when support feels distant. Even when validation is slow. Keep writing. Keep creating. Your voice matters. Your imagination matters. Your stories WILL eventually reach the hearts they were meant for. So if you’re a storyteller reading this: Don’t give up. Someone needs the words you carry. P.S. — If you enjoyed this, don’t forget to check out my new short story collection Fiction Tales. Your support means the w...
  LITTLE STEPS FORWARD  The message came at 6:47pm. “ Are you okay?” it read. She stared at those three words for a long time, her fingers hovering above her keyboard, unable to type the truth. How do you explain the weight of things you can’t see? How do you translate the silent battles, the tired mornings, the thoughts that bend your shoulders even when you're standing straight? To everyone else, she looked fine—smiling in photos, laughing at jokes, replying “I’m alright” without thinking. But tonight… she wasn’t. Her phone buzzed again. A picture this time— of her friend’s silly grin, wearing mismatched socks, holding up two bowls of noodles. “ Come over,” the voice note said. “No heavy talks tonight. Just food, movies, and terrible jokes.” A small laugh slipped out of her—unexpected and light. She stared at her reflection in the dark screen. Her eyes looked tired, yes. But they also looked alive. Maybe strength wasn’t about never breaking… Maybe it was about remembering w...
WHEN LIFE FEELS HEAVY There are days when everything feels too heavy to carry — when the weight of expectations, silence, or disappointment sits quietly on your chest. Those are the moments that test your strength the most. You look back every time to see if there will be changes but all you see are just shadows lurking around your mind. The more you try to take a chance, the more you feel overshadowed. The one thing that you hold on to is faith and hope. Trust me, there is no greater companion in the journey of life than these two. They are all you need to keep persevering. But here’s the truth: even the strongest hearts need rest when its beyond a certain limit. Taking a pause isn’t weakness; it’s wisdom. It’s your soul asking you to slow down, breathe, and remember that healing doesn’t always mean movement — sometimes, it means stillness. If life feels heavy today, be gentle with yourself. That way it become lighter and easier to carry without weighing you down. You’re not behind. ...
Reminder: Don’t Miss My Short Story Collection! Hey there, story lovers!  If you haven’t grabbed your copy of my short story collection “FICTION TALES"  yet — now’s the perfect time! Each story is packed with emotion, lessons, and unforgettable characters that will stay with you long after you read the last line. Why you’ll love it: Quick reads, perfect for busy days. Real emotions, real lessons. Stories that touch your heart and inspire reflection. Grab your copy now: Click here to get FICTION TALES on Selar Support the stories you love and share the link with a friend who enjoys powerful short fiction.  Thank you for always supporting my writing journey! — Amy King  Writer/Storyteller/Creator, Fiction in a Flash 
It’s Finally Here — My Short Story Collection, FICTION TALES After months of pouring my heart into words, I’m beyond excited to finally share my short story collection, FICTION TALES, with you. This book is more than a collection of stories — it’s a window into moments that make us human. Each story was written to stir emotions, spark reflection, and remind us that even in the quiet corners of life, there’s beauty and meaning. From laughter to heartbreak, FICTION TALES takes you on a journey through love, resilience, and the fragile threads that connect us all. Inside these pages, you’ll find: Short, powerful stories that stay with you long after reading. Real emotions — joy, pain, hope, and second chances. The simple beauty of everyday people and their untold stories. Every download, share, and kind word helps me continue creating stories that touch hearts. Click the “ GET FICTION TALES EBOOK ” button to get your copy. Thank you for being part of this journey. I can’t wait for you ...
THE WISHING STONE    One evening, Ada was returning from the neighbouring village when she stumbled upon a stone by the riverbank, smooth and glowing faintly under the moonlight. She picked it up, and a whisper filled her ears,   “One wish, anything you desire.”   She laughed at the absurdity, but hunger gnawed at her belly. Her parents and siblings waited back at the hut for her return. Earlier in the day, Ada’s mother sent her to her Aunt who resides in the neighbouring village for foodstuffs that can sustain them for two days but met her absence. Her Aunt’s neighbours told her that she travelled with her family.   Ada did not know what to do. Going back home empty handed was out of the question as her family relied on her to come home with some foodstuffs. Upon seeing the stone and listening to it whisper granting of wishes lifted her spirits. She chose not to say anything back to it until she arrived her hut.   As Ada approached her hut, her parents an...