Fan Fiction
The Truth About Natural Skin Care: Myths, Facts, and Best Practices.
Are Natural Skin Care Products the Ultimate Solution? When it comes to skin care, many individuals prefer natural products, believing them to be the safest and most effective options. They often view synthetic alternatives as harmful and avoid them altogether. However, are natural skin care products truly the answer to all our skin concerns? What if a natural solution does not exist for a specific skin issue? Are synthetic products so damaging that they should be completely avoided? Let’s explore these questions in detail.
By pintu hadiya2 years ago in Fiction
"The Path of the Stars"
"The Path of the Stars" The stars had always captivated Lena. The night sky was her sole consistent friend when she was growing up in a little village tucked away in a verdant valley. She first heard about the Starlit Path—a legendary trail that is supposed to reappear just once per century and leads to an ancient treasure buried deep in the mountains—there, under the sparkling lights.
By Rajoan Islam2 years ago in Fiction
"The Secret We Do not Share"
"The Secret We Do not Share" Eliot had always sensed that something about her—about him—was unusual. Lily would not talk much about it, but whenever someone inquired about her family, she would quickly grin or change the topic. Since Eliot had met Lily, there had always been a certain calm about her that made her seem impervious to criticism, like a secret just waiting to be revealed.
By Rajoan Islam2 years ago in Fiction
"Wind Whispers"
"Wind Whispers" Emily first heard the whispering in the late afternoon. She was seated on the weathered wooden bench beside the lake, staring at the glistening water. Her hair was tousled by the chilly breeze, and the air was filled with the sound of leaves rustling. Emily, an artist by profession, found solace in Willowbrook's quietness. Peace, however, had begun seeping through her fingers all of a sudden, like water through pipes. She had been dealing with the recent death of her mother, and even though the town was beautiful, she felt a void in her heart.
By Rajoan Islam2 years ago in Fiction
The Drum Exposed the Truth
The Drum Exposed the Truth A long time ago, in a small kingdom deep within the forests of Nigeria, there ruled a peaceful king named Ephraim. Unlike other rulers, he disliked war and believed in winning over his enemies with kindness. He possessed a magical drum that, when played, would summon an abundance of delicious food. Whenever an enemy kingdom attacked, King Ephraim would invite them to a grand feast, serving them and their armies with utmost respect. The guests, overwhelmed by his hospitality, would abandon their hostility and become his allies. This unique strategy kept peace among all the neighboring kingdoms.
By Nikita Angel2 years ago in Fiction
The Clockmaker’s Daughter
The Clockmaker’s Daughter The bell above the door chimed softly as Clara stepped into the tiny clock shop tucked away on the corner of Maple Street. The air was thick with the scent of oil and aged wood, and the faint ticking of a hundred clocks filled the room like a heartbeat. The walls were lined with timepieces of every kind—grandfather clocks with polished mahogany frames, delicate pocket watches with intricate engravings, and cuckoo clocks that seemed to watch her with their tiny, painted eyes.
By Dinesh Maurya2 years ago in Fiction
Leave The Light On Part 2
You may not know who you are. --Michelle Liew ************************************************ Lina's fingers wound around the photograph, clutching it. Hard. She couldn't get past the resemblance. The man in the photo. Future Eric.
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin2 years ago in Fiction
The Wells of Our Past
When we got water from wells.......... Today, water is piped to our homes, but in the past we had wells to get water. Living on a small hilltop, we had to go down about two hundred meters to get water. There were several wells near the paddy fields on several sides.
By Rohitha Lanka2 years ago in Fiction
