Fantasy
The Whispering Grove
The Whispering Grove Subtitle: Some forests are alive — and they remember who listens. Deep within the forgotten wilds, past the jagged cliffs and rivers that hummed ancient songs, there lay a forest untouched by time: the Whispering Grove.
By Malik BILALabout a year ago in Fiction
Donald’s Descent
“Donald’s Descent” Even with his eyes wide open, Donald’s vision began to narrow, dim, and then fade to black. But before he could register a single thought, he felt himself moving downward. He wasn’t falling exactly—it was slower, like a heavy decent.
By Eric Brownabout a year ago in Fiction
Summer Vacation and Rain with My Boyfriend
The summer vacation we had planned for months turned into something utterly different—unexpected, breathtaking, and beautifully wet. I had envisioned sunshine, sand, and countless pictures in pastel outfits, but what I got instead was a monsoon of emotions, memories, and a deeper connection with my boyfriend than I ever thought possible.
By Lana Roseeabout a year ago in Fiction
The Revenant’s Mark
Jacob Hawthorne clawed his way out of the grave like a man only half-born. His fingers tore through frozen dirt, and his lungs strained for air that no longer tasted like breath. Blood crusted his navy coat, the fabric stiffened by cold. When he coughed, the tang of iron and ash clung to his tongue. Darkness still surrounded him—he knew that much—but the moon hung high, and the sky shimmered like cut glass in winter.
By Wesley C. Martinabout a year ago in Fiction
The Fish That Climbed a Mountain
The Fish That Climbed a Mountain In a quiet corner of the world, nestled between thick forests and glacial streams, there lived a salmon named Sora. Born in the icy waters of the Crystal River, Sora was like any other salmon, silver-scaled and strong, destined to follow the ancient rhythm of her kind—born upstream, journey to the ocean, return to the river to spawn.
By Pir Ashfaq Ahmadabout a year ago in Fiction
The Thief and the God
The Thief and the God Kael was a good thief. He'd picked it up early. Learned that bread was sweeter when you hadn't earned it, and gold was warmer when it didn't belong to you. Learned that no one looked twice at a street rat, especially not one with quiet feet and quick hands.
By Aamir Muhammad about a year ago in Fiction
The Summer That Never Ended. Runner-Up in The Summer That Wasn’t Challenge.
Dear Reader, let me tell you a story that changed my fate— and with it, the life of my whole family. A story that I haven't told to anyone in nearly 60 years. A story I stopped telling because nobody believed me.
By Imola Tóthabout a year ago in Fiction
Hearts against the Storm
Two weeks later, the world had changed — or maybe we had changed enough to see it clearly. The headlines were still buzzing. Investigations were underway. Arrests had been made in the land fraud case tied to my uncle’s death. My father's political allies had started to disappear like shadows under sunlight.
By Mehmood Niazabout a year ago in Fiction
Hearts against the Storm
The sun had barely risen over the horizon when I opened my eyes in Hamza’s small apartment. The air was still, heavy with tension. Alya lay beside me on the mattress, curled up, clutching the shawl Hamza had given her the night before. I could see the bruise on her arm — Azeel’s mark. My blood boiled at the sight.
By Mehmood Niazabout a year ago in Fiction
Hearts against the Storm
The SUV disappeared into the dust of the road before I could even take a step. I stood there frozen, the world spinning around me. Alya had been crying. Her eyes had locked with mine. She wanted me to stop him. To save her. But I was too slow.
By Mehmood Niazabout a year ago in Fiction
Hearts Against the Storm
The first time I saw Alya, she was standing beneath the old mulberry tree in our school’s back garden, sunlight tangled in her hair, her scarf fluttering like a silent rebellion against the breeze. She was humming to herself — unaware, I think, that someone was falling in love with her from across the corridor.
By Mehmood Niazabout a year ago in Fiction
