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"The Great Roommate Prank Battle"
In the heart of their lively college dorm, Max and Sarah were locked in a heated competition. Their target: their third roommate, Jake, a good-natured but notoriously easy-to-prank guy. The contest was simple: who could pull off the best prank on Jake by the end of the week?
By Abbas2 years ago in Fiction
Otherworldly Orchards
Every Saturday the Pteetneet City Park was transformed into a bustling farmers market from seven thirty am until one pm. Cerise, not much of a morning person, had no idea the market even existed until after her boyfriend Huck moved in.
By Amos Glade2 years ago in Fiction
A Cubist goes overboard
Artisan and all of his Cubist colleagues sat below deck eating geometric fruits at a geometric table. They all spoke in lively poetic verses while contemplating a world where everything existed in mathematical shapes and colors. They were all thoroughly enjoying themselves on this beautiful day.
By Novel Allen2 years ago in Fiction
**Title: The Midnight Adventure: A Chilling Discussion Among Friends**
**Title: The Midnight Adventure: A Chilling Discussion Among Friends** The clock struck midnight, and the air inside the small cabin seemed to grow colder. Four friends—Sam, Aria, Leo, and Mia—gathered around the crackling fireplace, its orange glow casting eerie shadows on the walls. The night outside was silent, save for the occasional hoot of an owl or the rustling of leaves in the wind. They were far from civilization, surrounded by dense woods and darkness that stretched for miles. It was the perfect setting for what they had planned: a discussion of the scariest horror stories they knew.
By Karl Nicken 2 years ago in Fiction
Message Misfire
It was supposed to be a quick text, a simple reply to her best friend, Kate. Claire typed rapidly on her phone as she walked to her car, her thoughts focused on the upcoming weekend plans. With a quick tap, she sent the message and slipped her phone into her bag, completely unaware of the small mistake that was about to set off a chain of events.
By Abbas2 years ago in Fiction
A father is a Unique character Chapter 6
A father is Unique character: who raised his mysterious child Chapter 6 You had defeated me many times “but” you did not smile even once, I have defeated you only for the first time. I have yet to defeat you 73 times father. I am giving you back the same silence, now I want to win every time "like you. "Oh! So, you have even counted how many times you have been defeated by me my little child" But you still have a long way to go. So, are you ready for it. "It may happen that this debt keeps on increasing on you" And he started laughing loudly "But this laughter was fake. In reality, he was scared of these words of Abraham. "And now these words of Abraham's father were more frightened than his victory. But this fear was going to increase even more. “Because” what was going to happen next. That was beyond any imagination. It was going to stop his father from believing in himself. "After that the game started again. And this time Abraham was even more excited. His hands were moving very fast now, he was becoming very impatient to win. But he did not let his emotions come out, he had complete control over himself. And what is this - "Abraham won this time too. And his father's expressions were exactly the same. Like that of the army officer “when” Abraham's father defeated him. When he won over him every time." He also held his forehead now. And “after that, they fought seventeen more times. And in all those matches, Abraham won every time, giving a deep shock to his father. "Well" now the game was over and both of them went to their respective beds to sleep soundly. Today Abraham once again got a peaceful sleep. As soon as he lay down on his bed, he fell into a very deep sleep. Perhaps! Today he was going to step into the world of many dreams. Every one of which was “congratulating” him for this achievement. Today he was the king of his dream world. "On the other hand, his father was still staring at him with sharp eyes. He was not going to sleep at all today. And he was now looking at Abraham who was wrapped in the embrace of a deep and peaceful sleep. "Perhaps! He was trying to find that secret in him. Of which he was unaware till now. "He also had the same question in his mind "How?" " And thinking about this, he did not know when he fell asleep. When he opened his eyes in the morning, Abraham was not in his bed today. “He had woken up before his father today” "For now, Abraham was watering the plants in his garden. The work which his father always used to do. But today he did not wake up. "And when he opened his eyes, the first thing he was looking for was Abraham. Probably! He knew what he must be doing at this time. "Well, today's day started with this small incident. " Today again after dropping Abraham to school, he left for his business work. "And now with the passage of time, both of them came back to their home. "And as soon as he reached home, the first thing that Abraham did was ask his father a very serious question. "He told his father, "Father, a lady dropped my friend at school. And when I asked him, he said, "It was my mother. "Where is my mother, father? Where is your mother? Where are those two, father? "These questions asked by Abraham put his father in a deep dilemma. He had never been so worried till date on hearing Abraham's questions. "But this question was not an ordinary question that he could tell his inquisitive son, "Find the answer yourself?" "This question related to his past was now going to reveal many new stories in front of Abraham. Now a deep secret was going to be revealed. Which Abraham's father had buried in his heart for the last many years. And he also hoped that the time would never come to tell this secret to Abraham. "Since now the time had come to make Abraham aware of his painful and terrible past. "But it was not so easy for his father. But still now it was the insistence of a curious child. And he did not want to let Abraham's such an important and great discovery go to waste. Please wait for the next chapter of the story. And do share your opinion with me about this chapter. A like from you inspires me to write thousands of words. " Please pay attention to this. WRITTEN 📝 BY - SK PRIHAR
By Karan w. 2 years ago in Fiction
Whispers of Light
In a small, forgotten village nestled between ancient hills, there was a legend about a hidden forest where light had a voice. The villagers called it the "Whispering Wood." No one dared to venture into the wood, for it was said that those who did would never return. But the legend also spoke of a treasure, not of gold or jewels, but of something far more precious—a secret that could heal the deepest wounds of the heart.
By Kingsley Egeke2 years ago in Fiction
The Brush Off
When Marcel asked Paula "Let's eat together one night," she'd expected a restaurant and not his maisonette. They'd been on a few drinks' "dates" prior although he had never kissed her, which she found unusual for a French man, though he seemed benign.
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
225 The Report to Georock-VI
"Well sir, we've evaluated the Earth digital transmissions and have our report." The Grand Effexor of Georock-VI looked sternly at his two xenohistorians. "Go on."
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Fiction
The God of Sea and Story
PWWSHHHHHHHTTTTT The roiling, bubbly waves lapped against the tiny ship’s hull. It’s little motor, nothing more than a motorized fan, fighting as hard as it could manage against the churning tides. The waters of The Sea of Erin, hemmed in on all sides by a shoreline of unscalable cliffs, bounced each foamy wave back towards the ship, again and again. There was no escape. If a storm was to be part of the story, which it usually was, all one could do was hope that they had been properly fastened to the deck, by whoever was in charge of such things, and face their fate with courage.
By Adam Clost2 years ago in Fiction
A Letter to My Heart
1. The Weight of Regret As I sit down to write this letter, my hands tremble with the weight of the words I am about to pen. The guilt that has consumed me for years now threatens to break free, and I can no longer keep it locked away in the darkest corners of my heart. This is not a letter to seek forgiveness, for I know that some wounds can never truly heal. Instead, it is a confession, a testament to the pain and suffering that I, unknowingly, brought upon my beloved wife and our children.
By afana2 years ago in Fiction
The Work-from-Home Wardrobe Dilemma
When the world shifted to working from home, I thought, "This is it. This is the dream!" No more early morning alarms, no more scrambling to catch the bus, and best of all, no more dress code. It was going to be sweatpants and T-shirts all day, every day, and I was here for it.
By Subhasri Devaraj2 years ago in Fiction