Fan Fiction

Beneath the Flooded Sky
The rain began as a whisper against the rooftops, soft enough that no one gave it much thought. In the village of Kalindar, people were used to storms. The river had always fed them, watered their crops, and given them fish. It had flooded before, but always receded, like a wild animal that roared and then retreated to its den.
By Princess Ladlyabout a year ago in Fiction
The Love Thief. Top Story - August 2025.
As the sun lies down to sleep, figures dance across green fields dotted with daffodils. Twisting and turning, they meet in the evening’s cool breeze. Staring into each other’s eyes, they feel the weight of the universe bear down on their hearts. The shaking in their knees makes them shiver in the summer air. They enter each other without care as they stare into each other’s souls. In love with each other’s drawing gaze, as time scrolls by, it turns to a haze.
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Fiction
The Last Book on Earth
By Waqid Ali The night the power grids failed, the world panicked. People clutched their devices like lifelines, tapping and swiping screens that no longer glowed. Social feeds went dark, news vanished, and even the endless hum of streaming silence was gone. Humanity had forgotten how quiet the world could be without technology.
By Waqid Ali about a year ago in Fiction
When Trust Breaks
Introduction: The Fragile Nature of Trust Trust is like glass—beautiful, clear, and strong… until it cracks. And once it breaks, even the tiniest fracture can change everything.
By Nadeem Shah about a year ago in Fiction
The Letter I Was Never Meant to Read
Introduction: A Letter, A Secret, A Life Changed Some truths are buried so deep that even the strongest hearts fear to uncover them. But fate has a way of dragging secrets into the light, often when we least expect it.
By Nadeem Shah about a year ago in Fiction
Under the Crimson Sky
🌅 Introduction: Some nights are too heavy for silence. Beneath the crimson-painted sky of dusk, where shadows grow longer and truths refuse to stay buried, I learned the hardest lesson of my life: betrayal does not come from enemies, but from those we once trusted most.
By Nadeem Shah about a year ago in Fiction
Stupidity
“Mom!” Simon said: “My teacher said that I must bring a clean handkerchief to school every day.” “I thought the same thing.” His mother said: “You have a lot of handkerchiefs. Take a nice handkerchief to school tomorrow.”
By Echoes of Lifeabout a year ago in Fiction
The Swing That Never Stopped
The Swing That Never Stopped A memory that refused to fade, even after the playground was gone Some memories arrive uninvited, slipping into our minds like unannounced guests. Others cling to us, their weight so familiar that we mistake them for part of our own skin. And then there are those rare, golden memories — the kind that resurface without bitterness, without longing, but with a tender ache that reminds us we were once children who believed the world could hold us forever.
By LONE WOLFabout a year ago in Fiction
The Story in Our Hair
Maya sat in front of the mirror, her fingers twirling the same stubborn lock of hair that always slipped loose no matter how she styled it. Tomorrow was her cousin’s wedding, and the thought of walking into the venue with hundreds of eyes on her filled her with a strange mix of dread and anticipation. She’d spent the past week scrolling through endless photos of updos, braids, and sleek ponytails, but every style seemed to carry its own story—stories she wasn’t sure she could wear.
By Princess Ladlyabout a year ago in Fiction
Whispers of the Hollow Soul
Ever since childhood, Rayan had known there was something wrong with him. Not the kind of wrong that doctors or priests could fix—but a shadow that followed him everywhere. He didn’t remember when it started. Sometimes it was just a faint whisper in his head, a cold voice telling him things he didn’t want to hear. Other times, it was a reflection in the mirror that didn’t quite move the way he did. At first, he thought he was imagining it. But when his mother screamed one night—swearing she had seen someone else standing in Rayan’s room—the fear became real. The thing inside him wasn’t just a voice. It wasn’t just a reflection. It was a ghost—his ghost.
By Harleyabout a year ago in Fiction
The Summer I Bought My First Laptop
The summer break had just begun at our med school. The campus was buzzing with students rushing to catch their buses and trains home. In the middle of all the goodbyes, I left without hugging my best friend, Umar. I don’t know why—it wasn’t intentional, but as soon as I reached home, my phone buzzed.
By noor ul aminabout a year ago in Fiction
A walk through time, with "MJ The Musical"...The Heart of Michael Jackson.
MJ the Musical, opened on Broadway in December 2021 and still fills theatres everywhere it opens. Across the pond, I am privileged to be a part of the audience in this featured show four years later.
By Novel Allenabout a year ago in Fiction