Love
A Journey of One
Chapter One: The Leaving The town of Ellensworth was the kind of place where silence clung to the walls. Nothing loud ever happened there. People moved in quiet, careful ways—mowing lawns in the early morning, waving politely from across the street, exchanging small, rehearsed smiles in the market. It wasn’t a cruel place, just...numb.
By THE STORY ROOMabout a year ago in Fiction
The Last Letter
The night was deep and silent. Raindrops were tapping softly on the window glass. The city's hustle had long faded away, but a storm was raging in Rafique's mind. In front of him lay an old letter—handwritten, a bit faded, the handwriting slightly shaky.
By Razu Islam – Lifestyle & Futuristic Writerabout a year ago in Fiction
The Sheep and the Lion
Once, in a land where the golden grass rolled like a sea beneath the vast sky, lived a lion named Karo. Karo was the king of the savannah. His roar could make the earth tremble, and his golden mane shimmered like the sun at dawn. All the creatures in the kingdom feared him, and for good reason. No predator in the land was as swift, as cunning, or as powerful as Karo. He ruled with the authority of one who knew that his strength was unmatched. Yet, for all his might, Karo lived in a world of solitude. His power kept others at a distance, and he had no friends.
By THE STORY ROOMabout a year ago in Fiction
The Last Library of Forgotten Memories . AI-Generated.
Hidden beneath layers of mist and time, nestled between a mountain that never sleeps and a river that forgets its name, there stood a place untouched by the world—a place few knew existed. It was called The Last Library of Forgotten Memories.
By Rizwan Khanabout a year ago in Fiction
10 Beautiful Love Facts That Will Melt Your Heart
💌 Introduction: Love isn’t always loud. Sometimes, it’s the quiet heartbeat in the background of life — a hand held in silence, an “I miss you” left unsaid, or a smile that says “I’m here.” In a world full of noise, real love still whispers, and those whispers hold truths that touch the soul.
By Silent Tearsabout a year ago in Fiction
The Last Ride of John. Content Warning.
I learned this morning that John had died in a car accident while returning home form work the previous day. I had not spoken to John much, but I remembered him because of his innocent appearance. This bad news shook my heart.
By Rohitha Lankaabout a year ago in Fiction
The Last Letter
Suddenly, it started raining. Mr. Firoz liked the rain. Whether it came suddenly, silently, or with grand thunder and fanfare — he liked it all the same. He walked into the living room with a cup of tea in hand. He pulled the curtain over the window. Though the rain wasn’t too heavy, he found it quite pleasant.
By Abdul Wahababout a year ago in Fiction
DOOMED IN LOVE. Content Warning.
Part II: The Curse & The Descent Alina searched for him in the days that followed, but the name Andreas passed no lips. Not her maid, not her tutor, not even the palace guards could recall a man in a black cloak with sea-glass eyes. It was as though he had slipped into her world for a single night and vanished with the dawn.
By EBERECHUKWU OKOROabout a year ago in Fiction
Whispers of the Wind
Since childhood, I’d watched the wind weave its way through the tall grass, tugging at dandelions, lifting leaves, and, once in a while, brushing against my cheek like a secret it meant only for me. It carried stories, I was sure of it—tales too old for language, too vast for paper.
By arafat chowdhuryabout a year ago in Fiction
