Love

Two Roads ,One Promise
Two friends. Two destinies. One unbreakable bond.Rafi and Jaffar were never just friends they were two halves of the same soul.From the moment they could walk, they were side by side chasing kites, climbing trees, dreaming under the endless sky of their small town. They shared everything: their hopes, fears, and plans for the future."We'll conquer the world together," they promised one evening, lying on the grass, watching stars fall across the night. Back then, the future felt simple a story they would write together. But life, as it often does, had different plans.
By RAFHANabout a year ago in Fiction
The Unspoken Language of Love.
Marriage is not just a union of two people; it’s a delicate balance of emotions, responsibilities, and unspoken understandings. One ordinary morning, in a modest yet warm home, a husband and wife found themselves entangled in a heated argument. It started over something trivial—perhaps an unpaid bill, a forgotten chore, or a misunderstood remark—but soon, harsh words were exchanged. Pride flared, tempers rose, and before they knew it, the husband, unable to contain his frustration, stormed out of the house, slamming the door behind him.
By Wady Desabout a year ago in Fiction
Waves
Jennifer gripped the iron rail overlooking the rocky beach. Couples laughed, dancing from the cold water’s edge. Children clapped for waterlogged dogs with frisbees clenched in their teeth. She hated them all. She wanted to crack those neon discs in half and toss them at the feet of heartbroken children. Burst through clasped hands, sending dancing lovers falling to their knees. Shame on these strangers for not knowing what today was. At least the sun had the decency to hide behind a gray veil.
By Sean A.about a year ago in Fiction
Melodies of the Heart
Chapter 1: The Open Mic Night Shahbaz fidgeted with the strings of his oud, its polished wood gleaming under the dim café lights. The scent of cardamom coffee and vanilla candles swirled around him as he waited for his turn at The Hummingbird, a cozy arts hub in downtown Toronto. At 23, he’d spent years composing melodies in his bedroom, too shy to share his fusion of Arabic folk and indie pop. But tonight, his sister had secretly signed him up for open mic night. “Your music deserves to be heard,” she’d insisted.
By Silent Tearsabout a year ago in Fiction
Rain still remembers
" Do you remember? It was an evening with little showers and cool breezes when we went to the remote area where we felt like we were the only people in the world." She asked
By Malik Aidenabout a year ago in Fiction
The Promise Under the Baobab Tree
When Amina first met Kofi under the shade of the ancient baobab tree, she didn’t know that the world would change forever. The tree, revered by villagers as a symbol of strength and enduring love, seemed to hum with unspoken promises.
By Ikechi Franklynabout a year ago in Fiction
The Song of the Stone Weaver
Long ago, when the world was still young and the mountains whispered to the stars, there lived a being known as the Stone Weaver. Neither man nor beast, the Weaver was born from the heart of the first mountain, shaped by wind, rain, and the molten fires of the earth.
By Tales In The Mistabout a year ago in Fiction
Whispers Between the Raindrops
It started with rain. Not the soft kind that kisses the earth but a heavy, relentless downpour that felt like the sky itself was grieving. Amelia stood under a crooked bus stop, soaked to the bone, hugging a thin cardigan around herself. Her umbrella had snapped in the first gust of wind. Typical, she thought bitterly. Just typical.
By Ahmad Dostabout a year ago in Fiction
Whispers of Spring: A Bunny's Silent Magic Among the Wildflowers
The Little Bunny That Stole My Heart: A Whisper of Spring In the soft embrace of spring, where the grass gleams with the morning dew and daisies dance with the wind, I stumbled upon a sight so pure it felt like a dream — a tiny, fluffy bunny nestled among a bed of wildflowers.
By Puja Bosuabout a year ago in Fiction
Whispers of an Unspoken Love
Ethan had always been the quiet one. In a world full of loud confessions and grand gestures, he preferred the silent comfort of a smile, the way eyes could speak without a word. And in all his twenty-three years, the only voice that ever truly stirred his heart belonged to his best friend, Lily.
By Muhammad Ibrarabout a year ago in Fiction
The Love of a Colorless Letter
Beyond the bustling city, nestled like a forgotten dream, there was a tiny village called Chihnapur. The people of Chihnapur neither spoke, nor laughed, nor wept.
By Imran hossainabout a year ago in Fiction
Whispers of the Heart
In a small coastal town where the sun kissed the sea every evening, lived a girl named Elara. She worked in a quaint bookstore at the corner of Main Street, surrounded by the scent of old pages and the distant music of ocean waves. Elara loved stories—not just the ones printed in books, but the ones hidden in people's eyes and smiles.
By Eisa duraneabout a year ago in Fiction