Fantasy

Mono – The Little Cat with a Big World
Mono was a small black-and-white cat who lived in the forgotten corners of the city. Her fur was patched like old paint, her paws quick and silent, her eyes glowing like tiny lanterns in the dark. She was clever, cautious, and above all, alone.
By Janalamabout a year ago in Fiction
The Town That Forgets You
The Story The Town That Forgets You The first thing I noticed about Willow’s End was how quiet it was. No cars passed along the single main street. The air was heavy, still, as if the whole town held its breath. A few shops lined the street—a bakery, a general store, a post office—but none had signs that looked newer than a decade old.
By waseem khanabout a year ago in Fiction
Whispers of the Forgotten. AI-Generated.
The village of Ravenhollow stood like a half-remembered dream at the edge of the forest. Time had not been kind to it cobblestone streets cracked beneath years of silence, wooden doors sagged on rusted hinges, and ivy crept like stubborn memories across abandoned walls. People rarely spoke of Ravenhollow anymore, and those who did lowered their voices, as though afraid the village itself might be listening.
By Muzamil khanabout a year ago in Fiction
The Room I’ll Never Return To
The Story The Room I’ll Never Return To I hadn’t been back to the house in almost twenty years. The movers had already emptied most of it when I arrived, but the silence still felt heavy, like the walls were holding their breath. My parents were both gone now—Dad last winter, Mom two years before that—and the old place had been left to me.
By waseem khanabout a year ago in Fiction
The Last Human Translator
The Last Human Translator When machines could speak every language, one man discovered why words still needed a human voice.
By James Williamabout a year ago in Fiction
The Stranger at My Door Knew My Name — But I’d Never Seen Him Before 😳
That night started like any other. I had just sat down after dinner, scrolling through my phone, when I heard it — a knock at the door.
By Awais Qarni about a year ago in Fiction
The Forest of the Forgotten
A gentle breeze brushes along the leaves of the neighboring trees. I'm lying in the grass, tall and overgrown as far as the eye can see, making it almost impossible for me to see. The sound the wind makes had always brought a smile to my face, especially here.
By Parsley Rose about a year ago in Fiction
When the Call Came at Midnight: Chapter Two
The storm pressed harder, waves breaking against the wooden pillars beneath us. The air smelled of salt and rain, heavy with something I couldn’t quite place — like a secret waiting to be spoken.
By Saba Writesabout a year ago in Fiction
The Last Train
Rain whispered against the station roof, a soft rhythm beneath the stillness of Platform 7. Anaya sat alone—though not quite alone—on a worn wooden bench, her fingers tracing the edge of a train ticket like it might vanish if she stopped holding on.
By meerjananabout a year ago in Fiction
Beauty Was Busy, So I Dated the Beast
I didn’t mean to date the Beast. Honestly, I was just looking for someone who wouldn’t ghost me after three dates and maybe owned a working air fryer. But then I found myself in a castle with peeling wallpaper, drafty windows, and a very hairy man roaring at a microwave. Life takes turns.
By Rohullahabout a year ago in Fiction
Are You Brave Enough to Find the Invisible Map?
Some stories begin with a clear destination. Mine began with a question: “Are you brave enough to find the invisible map?”
By Habib kingabout a year ago in Fiction
The Wooden Rail of Memories . AI-Generated.
As soon as the Sun had gone below the horizon I was in my favorite rocker on the porch swing. It was the day of the year again.
By Dipnarayan bhagat about a year ago in Fiction