Mystery

TERRIFYING ASIAN URBAN LEGENDS
hello folks it's Ron Daswa you know I truly like finding out about metropolitan legends they are generally really intriguing
By Adam Wright 2 years ago in Fiction
The Literary Sleuth
In the heart of Crescent City, nestled amidst the labyrinthine streets and moss-covered oaks, a clandestine group known as "The Bibliophiles" gathered in the dimly lit library of their secret society. Each member was an avid reader, drawn together not just by their love for literature but by a shared passion for unraveling mysteries both fictional and real.
By Abbas2 years ago in Fiction
The Bag - Development
This microfiction is part of a series. If you would like to read it from the start, please visit The Bag - The Chapters where you can start from the very beginning should you so choose.
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Fiction
The Forgotten Door (2 of 2). Content Warning.
*Author's note*: This is part 2! Please click here to read part 1. Content warning is for horror content "That's... not possible," Alex whispered, his eyes going as wide as mine. It was gone. The door was completely gone. The only thing that stood in its place was a blank wall. We were trapped. he walked up to the wall his hand lightly touching where the door had once been. "any chance you have your phone on you?"
By Matthew Spinelli2 years ago in Fiction
They said I should bloom
As the sun breached the horizon, the golden light exploded across the plains. She stood there, the key grasped in her hand and held aloft, waiting for the light to reach her.
By Emily McGuff2 years ago in Fiction
Whispering Shadows
In the twilight hour, where the sun kisses the horizon goodbye, the world is awash with whispers of forgotten dreams. Shadows stretch long and thin, weaving a tapestry of mystery across the land. The day’s warmth lingers, a gentle caress upon the skin, while the cool breath of night begins its tender embrace.
By yerukalva reddamma2 years ago in Fiction
Missing Miracle Worker
My phone buzzed impatiently in my hand. Another missed call from Dr. Evans. It had been three hours since she'd left for a quick "equipment check" at the university lab before the conference. Three hours of rising panic gnawing at my gut. Dr. Evans wasn't one to miss deadlines, especially not this one.
By suren arju2 years ago in Fiction
Delivery Interrupted
The Drone Delivery Debacle Remember the summer of the rogue drones? It was like something out of a sci-fi movie. Now, I'm not one for conspiracy theories, but this whole thing left me with a cold sweat clinging to my neck.
By suren arju2 years ago in Fiction
The Derelict of Devil's Current: A Digital Quest for Clues. AI-Generated.
My phone buzzed on the desk, shattering the quiet focus of my design work. It was a notification from "Ocean Obsessed," a community forum I frequented for all things marine. The post's title was simply "Vanished Vessel in Devil's Current?" accompanied by a single, blurry photo.
By suren arju2 years ago in Fiction
Redwood Shadows. AI-Generated.
The stale air of the hospital room scratched at Amelia's throat like sandpaper. Her eyelids fluttered open, greeted by the rhythmic beeping of the heart monitor beside her. Disoriented, she tried to piece together the shattered fragments of her memory. One vivid image flickered – a blinding flash of headlights, the sickening crunch of metal, and then… darkness.
By suren arju2 years ago in Fiction
THE HIDDEN DISCOVERY
The morning sun cast a warm glow on Asmistar’s face as she sat in her cozy attic, surrounded by boxes of memories. As she sifted through the forgotten treasures, her eyes fell upon a brownish envelope that stood out from the rest. With a mix of curiosity and anticipation, she gingerly opened it, revealing the faint scribbles of a bygone era.
By zakariyahu abdulrasheed2 years ago in Fiction
Digital Darkness
In the heart of a bustling metropolis, where skyscrapers towered over crowded streets and the pulse of city life beat relentlessly, chaos descended like a shroud. Essential services—power grids, communication networks, and even emergency response systems—had ground to a halt under the calculated assault of a criminal mastermind known only as Cipher.
By Abbas2 years ago in Fiction