Mystery

PULSE Latest Medical Drama Delivers High-Stakes Emotion
The medical series Pulse debuted on April 3, 2025 through Netflix to provide viewers a portrayal of Maguire Medical Center's high-pressure conditions as they occur in Miami. Third-year medical resident Dr. Danielle "Danny" Simms played by Willa Fitzgerald faces healthcare challenges during a story that follows her professional relationship formation. Dr. Xander Phillips played by Colin Woodell and Dr. Natalia Cruz portrayed by Justina Machado together with Dr. Sam Elijah portrayed by Jessie T. Usher lead the main cast of the television show Pulse.
By Nerlias2 years ago in Fiction
The Tenth Floor
The elevator hummed as it climbed the sterile shaft of St.d hospitals—the way they smelled of bleach and resignation—but today, he had no choice. His mother had called last week, voice trembling. She’s awake, Marcus. After all these years.” Elena. His twin sister. Comatose since the crash ten years ago. No speech. No memory. And now—awake. The elevator dinged. Floor six. Marcus exhaled. Their last conversation echoed in his mind like a haunted lullaby. *“You were driving,”* she’d whispered, just before the crash. But she wasn’t making sense. She’d grabbed the wheel, eyes wild, shouting about someone in the road. But there had been no one. No witnesses. Just wreckage. Silence. Nothing after that. Floor eight. He wondered what she’d remember. What she’d say. What she could say. The doctors had warned him not to expect too much. Brain trauma was unpredictable. Memories might come back in fragments—if at all. The elevator stopped at the tenth floor. Marcus stepped out into a strangely empty corridor. Pale lights flickered overhead. The nurse’s station was unmanned. Odd. He glanced around. No wheelchairs. No sounds. Just the echo of his own careful steps. Room 1022. The door stood slightly ajar. He pushed it open. There she was. Elena sat upright in bed, eyes sharp and steady, watching him with eerie stillness. Her hair was long and tangled, but her face—God, it was like looking into a mirror. "Hi," he said. "You remember me?" She smiled. “Of course I do, Marcus.” Something about her voice was too smooth. Too calm. Unnatural. He walked closer, setting the flowers on the nightstand. “Mom said you just woke up.” “I’ve been awake for a while,” she replied. “They didn’t know.” He frowned. “Why not?” She tilted her head. “Because I didn’t want them to.” A long silence stretched between them like tension on a wire. “You blamed me,” she said suddenly. “For the accident.” “No,” he said quickly. “I didn’t.” “You did,” she insisted. “But you’re wrong.” “I wasn’t driving,” Marcus muttered. “You don’t remember,” she said, smiling wider. “But I do now.” He stared. “The doctors said your brain—” “They were monitoring her,"she said, eyes glittering. “Not me." “What are you talking about?” Elena reached up and slowly pulled the hospital gown aside, revealing a black tattoo just below her collarbone—a ring of interlocking triangles, pulsing faintly. Marcus froze. “I was awake when they brought us in,” she said. “They took me. Studied me. Changed me. And when they were done—” She pointed to the mirror. He turned. His own reflection stared back—but the eyes were black. Bottomless. Not his. “You were the perfect shell,” she whispered. “But now I want it back.” He stumbled back, heart hammering. The lights flickered once, then died. The mirror rippled. A hand—his hand—reached out and seized him. The door clicked shut behind him. And in the dark, Elena smiled.
By Zuhra 2 years ago in Fiction
The Doll Maker's Curse
Any collector or treasure hunter will find something about estate sales to pique their interest. They had always captivated me; the antique trinkets, faded books, and dusty furniture loaded with lost stories drew me. Nothing, though, could have prepared me for the day I came and found an apparently harmless vintage doll that would transform my house.
By A S M Rajib Hassan Choudhury2 years ago in Fiction
The Serpent’s Reckoning
In a bustling corner of Chinatown, San Francisco, Li Wei was an elderly artist in his fifties, making a living by restoring old paintings. His workshop wasn’t large, filled with various artworks and tools, but the most striking piece was an ancient painting on his desk — The Serpent’s Reckoning. This painting was passed down from his grandfather, depicting a dragon so vivid and lifelike that it seemed to possess some kind of mysterious power. However, Li Wei had never intended to show this painting to anyone, and he never spoke of it.
By Kingston Zho2 years ago in Fiction
The Fog
Carl Sandburg wrote, “The fog comes in on little cat feet,” but this morning’s fog roared into the bay like a lion. It filled the bay and overflowed onto the shores, wiping out the far end of the bridge, so that it looked like it led to Heaven. Or Hell. Or to an alien world.
By Laura DePace2 years ago in Fiction
The Choice That Changed Everything
In the mystical realm of Elyria, where shimmering skies cradled floating isles and ancient magic pulsed beneath every stone, Liora—a young enchantress with eyes like twilight—faced a momentous decision. Known for her rare ability to converse with the whispered voices of nature, she discovered that the enchanted forest was in peril. A dark sorcerer named Malveth sought to harness forbidden powers, threatening to plunge Elyria into eternal shadow.
By Mysteries with Professor Jahani2 years ago in Fiction
Regarding the Death of Lilith Raine
I’m tired. 1 Nothing helps. Not therapy, not the pills, not hiding. Not pretending I’m fine when I’m not. Nothing can relieve the guilt, the shame, the horror. 2
By Steph Marie2 years ago in Fiction
Inflection Point
Ten… Nine… The wire cutters hovered over the intertwined red and blue wires. Ralph wiped sweat from his crimson brow. “Cut the red wire.”
By Matthew J. Fromm2 years ago in Fiction
Island. Content Warning.
They bought an island, it was a bargain, north of Orkney with its own Stone Circle, absolutely beautiful isolation. Pwere was from wave-power and wind turbine and solar panels and there was an orchard and garden, but food and supplies would be boated in when required. They hired a boat to take them to and from the island from Orkney, but apart from the sales brochure there was nothing about the island's history or the ancient stones, buildings and ruins on the island.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Fiction
Predator: Killer of Killers
The Relentless Hunter Evolved: Exploring the Predator Franchise The Predator franchise, a cornerstone of action and science fiction cinema, has captivated audiences for nearly four decades with its relentless alien hunter and thrilling confrontations. From its jungle origins to its recent forays into new territories and timelines, the evolution of the Predator saga is a testament to its enduring appeal and adaptability.
By Sikandar prasad2 years ago in Fiction
The Bone Archives
The moment the fifth door swung open, time fractured. One of the black-eyed children stood frozen mid-step, their small fingers gripping the doorframe as a tidal wave of whispers poured out. The sound wasn't just noise—it was physical, a swirling current of lost voices that made my teeth vibrate.
By Riwapra2 years ago in Fiction
Kiwi Beyond the Cage 017
**Caged Bird (III)** Ji Pingjiang had no intention of killing Sheng Long, and he likely couldn't even if he tried. The people who deserved death had all perished, and the vengeance he sought had been exacted. Now, with the police on his trail, there was only one step left.
By yu ren Ye2 years ago in Fiction