Love
Voices of change. Content Warning.
In a small town nestled between rolling hills and whispering pines, lived Sara, a young artist with a passion for painting. Growing up in a conservative community where conformity was prized above all else, Sara often felt like an outsider, her bold ideas and outspoken opinions clashing with the traditional values of her neighbors.
By Charlie williams2 years ago in Fiction
Short story: After I left, I went to the father and left the son
My mother warned me before she died: "unmarried pregnancy, men are big-headed pigs, do not know the height of the sky." So I made it my priority to find a father for my son, and that's when I met Fu. He said, "Come home with me and I'll give you an identity?" I'm sorry, I don't know what it means to be smart!
By Jin Yu Story Pavilion2 years ago in Fiction
The silent curtain
In the quiet town of Oakwood, where whispers of dreams filled the air and hopes danced on the gentle breeze, lived a young man named James. James was not like the others in Oakwood; his dreams soared higher, his ambitions reaching beyond the horizon. With a heart filled with passion and eyes ablaze with determination, James dreamed of becoming a renowned architect, shaping skylines and crafting monuments that would stand the test of time.
By Charlie williams2 years ago in Fiction
You can't catch me
The snow draped my car like a thick layer of frosting on a cake, reminding me of my father's playful words as he frosted my mother's homemade cakes. A pristine blanket covered the quaint brick cottage and its fading garden, signaling winter's final embrace before spring's arrival. The world appeared as if it were dressing up for a grand photo shoot—crisp, fresh, and brimming with promise, much like the blank pages of a new chapter.
By Arshad Mecci2 years ago in Fiction
Short story: After I left, I went to the father and left the son
My mother warned me before she died: "unmarried pregnancy, men are big-headed pigs, do not know the height of the sky." So I made it my priority to find a father for my son, and that's when I met Fu. He said, "Come home with me and I'll give you an identity?" I'm sorry, I don't know what it means to be smart!
By Jin Yu Story Pavilion2 years ago in Fiction
"Echoes of Eternity"
In the quiet town of Oakridge, nestled amidst rolling hills and whispering forests, there lived a curious young girl named Amelia. With eyes wide as the starlit sky above, she spent her days exploring the woods, searching for hidden wonders and untold secrets.
By Pragya Verma2 years ago in Fiction
The Arranged Marriage
In a dimly lit bar, the atmosphere was thick with laughter and the clinking of glasses. A man named Timmy found himself captivated by a vision of Claudia. She was perched on a bar stool, radiating joy with sparkling sky-blue eyes and bouncing blonde curls. Holding a strawberry margarita, she spoke animatedly about her impending arranged marriage to Jarrod Worthington.
By Arshad Mecci2 years ago in Fiction
A tale of Live and Love
Sara Mitchell cherished simplicity. Growing up in a tranquil household with congenial parents and no siblings to rival, she relished a drama-free existence. As she matured, Sara began to view marriage as a potential disruptor of her contentment, seeing no compelling reason to pursue it.
By Arshad Mecci2 years ago in Fiction
Unity in Diversity
In the scorching heat of Old Hometown, a naked body lay motionless, surrounded by a cloud of flies. The red dust, typical of the town's drought season, covered everything. Raymond, the local policeman, stood observing the scene, his brow furrowed.
By Arshad Mecci2 years ago in Fiction
Love is blind
Jack reveled in the tranquility of the beach, soaking up the warmth of the sun. He meticulously filled his bucket with sand, getting the water-to-sand ratio just right. Today was going to be the day he built the most impressive sandcastle. His dad had even gifted him a variety of buckets for crafting different shapes and sizes.
By Arshad Mecci2 years ago in Fiction
