Mystery

Beneath the Tree That Watched Us
The Tree on the Hill On the edge of a quiet village named Kalwara, stood a tall, old peepal tree, alone on a small hill. Its branches were wide, its bark dark and cracked like an ancient face, and its leaves sang with the wind. The villagers called it “The Watching Tree”, because no matter where you stood on the hill, it felt like the tree was looking right at you.
By Muhammad Hayat2 years ago in Fiction
KING CPBRA
Loyal Nagaraj (The story of a good snake's adventure, friendship and faith) 1. Mystery One was a dense green forest, the name Shalban. A huge shawl, bird calls, a quiet village filled with jungle smells. In the middle of this village there was an ancient botanical tree, whose roots have come down in the deep of the soil, as if the history of thousands of years has been hidden.
By sagorbari2 years ago in Fiction
The Haunting of Green Mist Cave . Content Warning.
Four kilometers from my family home lies a cavern shrouded in perpetual twilight, nestled deep within the mist-cloaked slopes of Green Mist Mountain. Locals speak of it in whispers, claiming the wind carries the cries of a hundred lost souls. That autumn, I returned with my boyfriend Chen Ye and his friends Nan, Ding Chun—four city dwellers far too curious for our own good. Over dinner, I mentioned the cursed cave: legend said a merchant caravan vanished there a century ago, and the sole survivor who staggered out with a gilded chest gouged out his own eyes three days later, staring at his reflection in a bronze mirror.
By Li Bai2 years ago in Fiction
I Tried to Start a Garden and Accidentally Created a Cult
I just wanted tomatoes. That’s it. Juicy, red, Instagrammable tomatoes. The kind you slice open and say “Wow” to yourself like you’ve just unlocked a secret level in adulthood.
By Ashikur Rahman Bipul2 years ago in Fiction
Guardians and Angels | Chapter Four (Part 15)
“You never told me your mother was blind?” Kai gasped at my admission slightly as he turned toward me in the moonlight, his mouth—the mouth of sly smirks, gentle smiles, and perfect pouts—stood open as his eyebrows raised and his eyes searched for mine in the darkness. “Why didn’t you tell me, Christopher?”
By Christopher Dubbs2 years ago in Fiction
Beneath the Headlines
The rain had been relentless that week in Washington, the kind that settled into your bones and made everything feel a shade darker. But Emma Wells didn’t have time to notice the weather. As a senior investigative journalist at The Capitol Chronicle, she had just stumbled upon a story that could ignite the city—or bury her beneath it.
By Lucian2 years ago in Fiction
The Vanishing Ruby
Detective Eleanor Finch had long ago grown used to the quiet affluence of the English countryside. It was a place where secrets were often buried beneath manicured lawns and polite silences. So when she received the call from Ashford Manor, she wasn’t surprised by the tone of urgency wrapped in propriety. A family heirloom—a ruby pendant known as the Ashford Heart—had gone missing. But as Eleanor would soon discover, the theft was merely the beginning of something far more sinister.
By Lucian2 years ago in Fiction
Are We Alone? What Americans Really Think About Aliens in 2025
In 2025, the idea of aliens isn’t just for sci-fi nerds or late-night conspiracy threads — it’s gone mainstream. From Pentagon reports to viral documentaries, the question of whether we’re alone in the universe is sparking heated debates at dinner tables, on social media, and even in Congress. A staggering 65% of Americans now believe intelligent life exists on other planets, and over half think UFOs spotted by the military are evidence of alien visitors. So, what’s driving this cosmic curiosity? And what do Americans really think about little green men — or whatever else might be out there? Let’s dive into the data, the dreams, and the doubts fueling this obsession.
By Wiseword Breakthoughs2 years ago in Fiction
"The Chronicles of a Sarcastic Girl Who Just Wanted Chicken Soup and Clarity”
It’s not 3AM but she’s writing again. She just watched a tutorial on Python indentations and zoned out 13 times in 11 minutes. A lot is going through her head, but she can’t unravel anything because her brain keeps circling back to one temptation — Kilishi. Yes, Nigeria’s famous spicy dried meat. The kind of spicy that slaps you out of depression and says, “Oya now, stand up!”
By That_Uninterested_Engineering_Student2 years ago in Fiction
The Third Keeper
The storm churned like a wounded beast. Wind clawed at the cliffs, hurling sheets of rain in wild arcs. Lightning splintered the night, revealing the jagged coastline and, perched defiantly at its edge, a solitary lighthouse—its beam slicing through the tempest like an unblinking eye.
By NoExitStories 2 years ago in Fiction
The Bone Collector’s Daughter – III: The Ravenous Dark. Content Warning.
Don't forget to read the first two! The Bone Collector’s Daughter – I: The Inheritance of ShadowsThe Bone Collector’s Daughter – II: Whispers from the Crypt
By The Lost Books - "Libri Perditi"2 years ago in Fiction
Whispers of the Lullaby
Episode 1: The Rain and the Song The sky had been clear when Ella and Mira walked out of school, with their hands sticky with ink and their bags bulging with half-finished homework. Mira, the younger child, danced and hummed a made-up tune alongside her sister as they trod the dirt path through the fields in the direction of home.
By StoryTime2 years ago in Fiction