Historical
Love Beyond Death
Over the years, people have done some truly extraordinary things in the name of love. From heartfelt Valentine's Day poems to enduring movies they despise, love can drive us to go to great lengths. But nothing compares to the astonishing acts of a man so deeply in love that not even death could stand in his way. Today, we delve into the genuinely terrifying story of Karl Tanzler and the Corpse Bride.
By Myke & Amy3 years ago in Fiction
Virtual Vortex
In the not-so-distant future, a revolutionary technology called Virtual Vortex has emerged, promising to redefine the way we experience reality. Developed by the renowned Nexus Corporation, Virtual Vortex creates a mesmerizing virtual world that allows users to explore limitless possibilities, escape the confines of their everyday lives, and indulge in their wildest dreams.
By Ogbelusi Ebenezer Oluwapelumi3 years ago in Fiction
Soaring Skies
In a small town called Willow brook, there once lived a young lad named Oliver. Now, Oliver was quite the adventurer, always searching for excitement and thrills. One sunny day, while rummaging through his grandpa's dusty attic, he stumbled upon something peculiar hidden among old knick-knacks and forgotten goodies—a worn-out soapbox.
By charles waweru 3 years ago in Fiction
D.B. Cooper
The following is a transcript from a phone interview. I’m here to tell you that D. B. Cooper is alive and well. How do I know this? Because I helped him that night he took the Boeing 727 hostage and demanded the $200,000. So in a way, this is a written confession of my involvement in helping D.B. Cooper escape on November 24, 1971. So who am I? I’m a nobody. Believe me. Also I want to start off by saying that I didn’t know what good ole’ Danny was going to do. Honest. You see, let me begin by telling you how we know each other. I first met Dan Cooper in Vietnam in 1969. I was attached to the 3rd Marine Division and I was a fresh Corporal entering country for my first tour. Dan was attached to the 101st Airborne and was already hitting his third rotation in theater. If my military jargon has your head spinnin’ I do apologize. Where was I? Oh right. My squad got wiped clean while we were patrolling an area with cu chi tunnels. If you don’t know what those are, let me tell you. You have a new fear to discover once you start exploring these large and intricate tunnels in Vietnam. Well, I was trying to clear out a section of those cu chi tunnels when Sergeant Dan Cooper yanked me from my flak jacket and pulled me away from a spring loaded trap. He asked who I was, and when I explained I was the last one left, I followed him and the rest of his platoon off towards Saigon. It was there where I met up with the rest of my unit. Along the way Sergeant Cooper kept telling me stories about the fortune that could be had if someone just had enough guts to pull off something wild and unheard of. He kept talking about how he met another Army soldier, a career man named Vining. You see, Vining was regular Army and was going to make some special team of people. Cooper said he was going to be on his new team? I can’t remember those details. All I know is that once he helped me get back to my unit, I gave him my contact information and told him if he was ever in Washington State to look me up and I would buy the first round. You know, as a thank you for helping me.
By Anthony Diaz3 years ago in Fiction
The Whispering Grove
Once, in a forgotten corner of the world, nestled between towering mountains and dense forests, there existed a mystical village known as Havenbrook. Legends spoke of a hidden grove within its boundaries, a place where whispers of magic danced in the air. The villagers regarded it with both fascination and caution, for the grove was said to hold the power to grant wishes.
By Ahad Mughal3 years ago in Fiction
Detective Story: The Case of the Missing Heirloom
As a private detective, I had seen my fair share of cases. But when 28-year-old Arjun approached me with his case, I knew it was going to be a challenging one. Arjun was a successful businessman, but he was also the heir to a priceless family heirloom - a ruby necklace that had been passed down for generations. The necklace had been stolen from his home, and Arjun was desperate to get it back.
By Harish_Multiverse3 years ago in Fiction
From Helplessness to Hope
Once upon a time, in a small village nestled amidst rolling hills, there lived a young orphan named Maya. From an early age, Maya knew the bitter taste of helplessness. With no family to call her own, she was left to navigate the world alone, her heart burdened with loneliness and uncertainty.
By FELIX Olikagu3 years ago in Fiction
The Sacred Cry for Justice
In the depths of our souls, we carry a collective responsibility to protect the vulnerable, to champion justice, and to honor the sanctity of life. Today, let us shed light on a grave injustice that stains our world—the shedding of the blood of the innocent.
By FELIX Olikagu3 years ago in Fiction
To Steal a Thunderbolt
"You want to steal Zeus's thunderbolt?" Loki asked incredulously after listening patiently to his old friend Jupiter's ridiculously insane plan to sneak into Olympus and snare the God kings most powerful weapon. "That is quite possibly the dumbest idea I have ever heard, and your plan has about as much chance of working as Hera taking Athena as a lover on the side. And, if you were caught, would make Zeus exactly as angry. I shudder to think what he might do to you, or Hades forbid, me, if the plan fails as spectacurlarly as it surely will in its current form." Jupiter was unfazed by Loki's initial reaction. He was always a pessimist, and quick to temper, and he had suspected this would be the trickster God's immediate response. However, he knew the idea of it would be impossible for Loki to resist, and he also knew Loki was smart, very smart, especially when it came to theiving, and he hoped his input, and, ideally, participation in the heist, would better his own chances of success. With Zeus's thunderbolt in his hands, Olympus could finally be rid of their ancient, failed, so called king, and become his to rule.
By Everyday Junglist3 years ago in Fiction
