6 Word Novels & Stories

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Model without a Cause “Okay, everybody!” Collin boomed at the front of the darkened boardroom. “As you all know, we are going to be advertising Capier's brand new line of cell phone products called Clickmark." A picture of a mauve colored cell phone appeared on the screen along with a list of features.

screen, in confusion I turn to see what he's looking at and there she is on the screen clinging to another girl, I looked closely at her long brown hair and big wide brown eyes, she was radiating fear "But she needn't worry" Abyss was tipping, the shock caused my heart rate to speed up and I had started sweating and that one word slipped out at the same time Acre said exactly the same thing "MATE".

The Redefinition of Everything The office at Westbrook felt smaller every time I walked through it now. Six months married. Six months of waking up to Eli in my bed, his hand reaching for me in sleep, his voice the first thing I heard in the morning. Six months of redefining what surrender actually meant—not weakness, but strategy. The choice to trust someone else's instincts as much as my own. Six months of realizing the cage I'd built was finally open, and I'd chosen to stay—not because I had to, but because I wanted to.

We look at each other and say nothing because we have built a whole language out of not saying things in hard places. Leo goes into prep at six forty five. He makes a joke about the hospital gown. He always makes a joke about the hospital gown. He is twelve years old and the funniest person in any room he walks into and I press my thumbnail into my palm to keep from crying in front of him because he needs me steady.

“Ms. Zoeller, honestly, your secret romance with him is so enviable. Now that the baby has even passed their one-month mark, it’s worth celebrating. “None of the other students even know that you two have been together for the past three years. You’ve really kept him under wraps.” My wife, Shiloh, laughed cheerfully with her students. Three years, huh? The news devastated me. I felt hollow, and my heart ached. Just then, I received a message from her.

he retorted, and I giggled at their banter. Glancing down at Hayden, still with his eyes closed, I found a mischievous urge overtaking me. I playfully placed my straw between his lips, and his eyes fluttered open. Without much reaction, he took a sip from my juice box before closing his eyes again. He appeared exhausted, and I couldn't blame him. It had been a long and eventful week for Hayden, yet he always managed to conceal his exhaustion and frustration I, on the other hand, struggled to contain mine. I might attempt to bury my head in the ground and scream, but that would be unrealistic. Instead, I resorted to banging my head against the wall until I became too dizzy to remember why I w

I knew Dean would only be satisfied seeing me humiliated like this. As the alcohol churned in my stomach, the words I meant to say—words pleading for help—died on my lips. Instead, I said, "We will find a way to pay off our family's debts, Mr. Potter. If you don't want to give us new projects, that's fine." Fred snapped back to attention, his anger flaring as he slapped me hard across the face. "Do you even realize what you're saying? Without Potter Enterprise, the Byrds are finished! How are you going to repay those debts?

I took a sip of my drink and replied, "It's water," trying to maintain my facade. Triston seemed puzzled by my response, but I didn't bother explaining further. ----------------------------------- Some time had passed by, as I was ignoring the man at my side. He was going on about something- probably the fact that I’ve had four more what he believed to be waters and have finally begun to feel numb at his words. Music began playing in the ballroom again, and I felt like dancing. I was handed one more drink that I happily took.

" Van replied and Leo nodded. "Me too. It was great!" I answered. "It really was." Leo sighed. "I understand why the girls like doing this so much." Van laughed. "Try the water. It tastes like cucumber. It's so good." Leo said and I took a sip. "Shit! That's amazing!" I said and they both nodded. We relaxed and watched the game show on tv. One by one, all of our guys came in and joined us. Tom, Jake, Peter and finally, Hart.