Fiction

Businesswoman Chapter 274
A prophet once said, “It’s war on the streets and war in the Middle East,” to an upbeat sound and melancholic cuts. Entrepreneur Paul Atkinson knew he had to make a decision on whether to sustain his weapons dealing business.
By Skyler Saundersabout a year ago in Chapters
THNTH
Excerpt — Eden’s Theory Have you ever had the feeling that the life you’re living isn’t your first? That was Eden’s feeling growing up.
By llaurren's readsabout a year ago in Chapters
ABondThroughTheFire
A Bond Through The Fire: Prelude Detective Jared Kinard had always lived by a simple, unwavering code: protect and serve, no matter the cost. It was the bedrock of his career, a clean, immutable line that kept the chaos of the city at bay and his own heart strictly behind a professional wall. That wall had served him well, right up until the moment he was assigned to safeguard Savannah Cole.
By BeeSparrow's FictionAndFlameInkabout a year ago in Chapters
ABondThroughTheFire
The city never slept, and neither did Jared Kinard. He sat in his unmarked car, the rain streaking down the windshield as the night stretched endlessly before him. The rhythmic patter against the glass was a familiar backdrop to his restless thoughts, though tonight it felt heavier, as if the city itself was bracing for something. He adjusted his grip on the steering wheel, his gaze scanning the deserted street outside. Another case. Another innocent life on the line.
By BeeSparrow's FictionAndFlameInkabout a year ago in Chapters
Jama Taqseem Ep 5 & 6
The most recent episodes of Jama Taqseem have been a rollercoaster of emotions—equal parts irritating, humorous, touching, and disturbing. What distinguishes this drama is its ability to blend all of those dramatic, turbulent family scenes with the sweet, real relationship between Laila and Qais. Every time things get stressful, it brings us back to their love story, which is why watching it is so satisfying.
By Raviha Imranabout a year ago in Chapters
Memoir | Fear of Flying | Part V of VI
It was my inaugural experience on an airplane, and I must admit, I was scared stiff! As the aircraft prepared for take-off, the seat belt light illuminated, signaling the imminent departure. I secured myself in my seat, glancing around to see the flight attendants settling in. But as the anticipation built, my heart began to race uncontrollably, as if attempting to break free from my chest. Beads of sweat formed on my forehead, and I felt like a nervous wreck.
By Mia Z. Edwardsabout a year ago in Chapters
The Harvest Gathering
You ever notice how some paths just appear in the fall? Not hiking trails or park routes, but the kind that seem to show up only when the air turns sharp and the trees start to whisper. The kind that feel like they’re waiting for you to notice them.
By Shai Andersonabout a year ago in Chapters
The Rain That Never Stopped
It was raining that night — the kind of rain that makes the world look blurry, like a dream. Nine-year-old Liya sat by the window, watching her father put on his coat. He smiled, even though his phone call had clearly worried him.
By shahanaabout a year ago in Chapters
ABondThroughTheFire
The Mastermind Miles away in the sprawling penthouse of Kinston Tower, the city’s skyline glittered like a galaxy of artificial stars. Nathaniel Kinston, the enigmatic founder of Kinston Dynamics, stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows, a glass of scotch in hand. His reflection stared back at him, cold and calculating.
By BeeSparrow's FictionAndFlameInkabout a year ago in Chapters
PhantomRhymes Chapter 2
The bass thumped like a second heartbeat as Aaliyah stepped out of the car, the club’s neon lights washing over her metallic shawl like moonlight on chrome. Tresa adjusted her signature glasses. Livia checked their passes. Meka grinned and pulled them all forward but Aaliyah’s mind was already ahead, her heart thumping in time with the distant music.
By BeeSparrow's FictionAndFlameInkabout a year ago in Chapters
PhantomRhymes
Chapter-1: ScreamsIntoTheWind The night started in Aliyah's apartment, an eclectic space half-lit by orbiting glow orbs and soundtracked by a playlist that bounced between galactic jazz and old-school R&B. The kind of place where style hangs on racks like art and secrets are poured over glasses of chilled plum liqueur.
By BeeSparrow's FictionAndFlameInkabout a year ago in Chapters
Songs Of The Silver Wizard
COMPENDIUM “Blood and bone and heartstring blended, power ushered forth inexorable, unbended. Nay, beware! Beware! The blood magic’s madness may never be mended.”
By Matthew J. Frommabout a year ago in Chapters