Love
Drenched in Goodbyes
The windshield wipers automatically start to whoosh back and forth as a light drizzle begins. A peppy pop song blasts through my speakers, and I flick the radio off in annoyance. The swirling thoughts ricocheting between my temples are enough noise right now, so I'd rather drive in silence. My hands grip the wheels tightly, turning my knuckles white with anxiety.
By Tattoos & Tarotabout a year ago in Fiction
The Canyon of Echoed Choices
The first time Elara heard of the Canyon of Echoed Choices, she thought it was a legend told to frighten children. "Shout a decision into the abyss," the elders warned, "and it’ll show you the path not taken." But when drought scorched her village of Thornwood to dust, and the choice between saving her home or chasing her dreams tore her in two, the canyon called like a siren song.
By Habibullahabout a year ago in Fiction
The Rise of Perfect Partners
Introduction: A New Age of Companionship As artificial intelligence continues to revolutionize the world, its impact is no longer confined to offices, data centers, or automation industries. One of the most fascinating—and controversial—developments is the emergence of AI-powered humanoid companions, particularly AI robot women. These intelligent machines are not just about performing tasks; they’re stepping into roles traditionally reserved for human relationships.
By Ahmad shahabout a year ago in Fiction
She Would Tear it Free. Top Story - July 2025.
DAY ONE He was sweet. Too sweet. She'd run into them before. The charmers, the lady killers, the masked fools. They’d always put their best foot forward, offering flowers with a loaded gun hidden behind their back.
By Amanda Starksabout a year ago in Fiction
The Girl Who Fell in Love with Silence
The world knew Elena Grey’s voice. It was velvet and fire, filling stadiums, breaking hearts, topping charts. Her songs were love letters to millions. Until one day, her voice vanished. A rare condition stole it—silence swallowed her whole. No farewell tour. No final note. Just gone.
By Shakespeare Jrabout a year ago in Fiction
The Apology I Never Gave
The Apology I Never Gave A reflection on silence, guilt, and the cost of pride There’s a moment in every person’s life that lingers like a splinter under the skin. For me, it was a Tuesday. Not a dramatic one — no thunder cracked the sky, no hearts were shattered in some grand cinematic gesture. It was an ordinary day. That’s what makes it worse.
By Kine Willimesabout a year ago in Fiction
The Voice Memos I Never Sent
The first voice memo was for Michael. I remember recording it one evening while walking home. The sky had turned a soft indigo, and I’d just passed the coffee shop where we first met — not by fate, but because you knocked over my laptop with your messenger bag. You apologized, bought me a coffee, and the next thing I knew, we were building a life.
By ℍ𝕦𝕕 ℍ𝕦𝕕 𝔸𝕞𝕫about a year ago in Fiction
The Last Song She Played
The Last Song She Played By Mahboob Khan The record player clicked softly. A few dust motes danced in the sunlight filtering through the old curtains. Daniel stood still, clutching the faded vinyl cover like it was something sacred. It had been her favorite — Chopin’s Nocturne in E-flat major.
By Mahboob Khanabout a year ago in Fiction
