Mystery
Guardians and Angels | Chapter Two (Part 8)
His father was standing in his bedroom doorway longer than we realized. He took in everything we were doing with his cold calculating coyote-like eyes; gathering all the details. He knew exactly what he saw. He saw the thunderbolts sparking between us, he smelled our magnetic fields entwining, he heard our heartbeats beating... as one.
By Christopher Dubbs2 years ago in Fiction
The Forgotten Library
In the heart of London, tucked away in a quiet alley, stood an ancient library that few knew existed. Its weathered stone walls were covered in ivy, and its wooden doors bore intricate carvings of mythical creatures. The library had no sign, no opening hours, and no librarian. Yet, those who stumbled upon it found themselves drawn inside, as if by an invisible force.
By Word Weaver2 years ago in Fiction
THE PHANTOM HEIST
Chapter 4: Historical Connections Sleep-deprived and shaken by the previous night's events, Sarah arrived at the Metropolitan Archives building when it opened at 8 AM. The text message had disappeared from her phone, but she couldn't shake the feeling of being watched—observed by something she couldn't see or understand.
By Shane D. Spear2 years ago in Fiction
The Carnival of Forgotten Dreams
The Carnival of Forgotten Dreams appeared without warning, its colorful tents and flickering lights materializing on the outskirts of town as if conjured from thin air. Mira had heard the stories, of course—tales of a magical carnival that granted second chances to those who had lost their way. But she had never believed them. Until now.
By Mirhadi Tahsin2 years ago in Fiction
Whispers in the Dark
The night was heavy with the silence of forgotten dreams. In the small, sleepy town of Ashbrook, the streets were empty, save for the occasional rustling of leaves that danced along the pavement. The full moon cast its pale glow over the town, bathing the streets in a soft, silvery light. But within the walls of the old St. Mary’s mansion, something far darker stirred.
By Afia Sikder2 years ago in Fiction
The Tale of the Enchanted Nights
The Tale of the Enchanted Nights The desert wind carried whispers of a tale long forgotten, a story of love, resilience, and the art of survival. Beneath the moonlit sky, the golden domes of the Sultan’s palace gleamed, standing as a silent witness to the fate of countless women before her. Yet, Scheherazade was not like the others. She was different, and she knew it.
By Afia Sikder2 years ago in Fiction
Coup de Grâce
I carefully sandwiched my journal and the manila file folders between a few sets of clothes. It was a small suitcase, I wanted to travel light. I had digital copies of everything and considered leaving the files behind, but there was something about having all the pieces fanned out around me that allowed my mind to consider possible connections or find a new curiosity to question.
By D.K. Shepard2 years ago in Fiction
