Mystery

Pause
There was a long pause. Christine looked at Bethan who was gazing at the horizon, her foot still firmly placed on Dave's back, rocking him, almost absentmindedly. Silence ruled across the quarry, only broken by small rocks being nudged and sent running and then a faint plop as they landed in the pool.
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
Sex is Food
Two children met for the first time in a lush, forgotten forest where sunlight filtered through the thick canopy of ancient trees. One was a girl named Lara, with hair as golden as the morning sun and eyes as green as the moss-covered stones beneath her feet. The other was a boy, LOKI, with hair as dark as the midnight sky and a spirit as wild as the wind that whispered through the leaves.
By CHANDULAL BANOTHU2 years ago in Fiction
On A Shelf
There have always been rumours and tales about a book hidden in plain sight on a shelf, or in a bookcase, or maybe in a library. The book supposedly contained details of everything that everyone does in the world and was created by a god, a Deus Irae, to decide the fate of every person on the Earth they created.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Fiction
Memory Code
On the day that would change her life forever, Maya’s hands trembled as she extracted a memory from a client’s mind, only to watch it dissolve into a nightmare. The serene beach sunset morphed into a chaotic storm, echoing the turmoil that lay ahead.
By Tales by J.J.2 years ago in Fiction
The secret key
A Drabble *** The document, encased in glass, revealed faded ink and broken edges. In the excavation tent, the archaelogists stared at the symbols with curiosity.
By Susan Fourtané 2 years ago in Fiction
The Hollow House
It was just another rainy evening in Millwood's small, worn-out town when Emma found herself standing in front of the old house, her heart racing. The house wasn’t perfect by any means, but for her and her three-year-old son, Luke, it was all they had.
By Sazia Afreen Sumi2 years ago in Fiction
Unseen Strength
Aisha's life was a canvas of dreams, painted with the vibrant colors of ambition and the fresh hues of youth. At twenty-two, she was a stunning vision of beauty, with a petite yet curvaceous figure that turned heads wherever she went. Her long, raven-black hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall of night, framing her heart-shaped face and accentuating her high cheekbones. Her eyes, a deep shade of brown that sparkled like dark chocolate, shone bright with a fire that seemed to burn from within. Her full lips, painted a deep crimson, curved into a perpetual smile that hinted at a quick wit and a sharp intelligence.
By Tales by J.J.2 years ago in Fiction
Top 10 Most Memorable Moments from Harry Potter Movies: A Magical Retelling
Under the shimmering night sky, Hogwarts stood still, as superb and mysterious as the day Harry Potter ventured foot on its grounds. Hermione proposed a thought: remembering their most remarkable undertakings. Harry, Hermione, and Ron sat by the fire and let their recollections take them on a ride through ten of the most mystical snapshots of their lives.
By Bishnu Kumar 2 years ago in Fiction
Confession. Content Warning.
Christine and Bethan exchanged a look as Dave shouted again, "Laney! You'll never know!" Dave used the tactic that had got Bethan where he wanted her in the first place. He shouldn't be blamed for not thinking clearly. He was under duress. But trying to manipulate Bethan's "weakness" was his undoing.
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
The Clock That Stopped Time
Ellie lifted the magnificently gilded timepiece in her hands; its shining casing seemed chilling and overpowering. The complex carvings of vines and blossoms caught the slight dim light of her grandfather's storage room. She had discovered it buried under heaps of dusty diaries, its moving arms at 12:00.
By Sibgha2 years ago in Fiction
The Unbreakable Spirit of Maria
I grew up in the quaint rural village of Viñales, Cuba, nestled in the heart of the island's tobacco country. The year was 1992, and the village was a tapestry of rustic charm and rugged beauty. The thatched roofs of our wooden homes blended seamlessly into the lush green landscape, as if nature itself had crafted the village. The air was alive with the sweet scent of freshly harvested tobacco, and the sound of rustling leaves carried on the gentle breeze like a soothing melody.
By Tales by J.J.2 years ago in Fiction
"The Jealous House"
It was a stormy night when Meera stood on her brother’s doorstep, gripping a heavy suitcase and the weight of countless unspoken fears. At just 26, she had finally landed a job that promised stability. After years of juggling odd jobs, scraping by, and caring for her niece, Priya, she finally had a chance to build something meaningful. But there was one major hurdle: she couldn’t live alone.
By Sazia Afreen Sumi2 years ago in Fiction