Mystery

Endless Room
My eyes widened as I slowly emerged from a fog of grogginess, finding myself in a cold and unfamiliar room. Confusion danced with disorientation, and my heart beat deepened into my chest cavity. There were no windows, no doors—just solid, unforgiving concrete, stark fluorescent lighting above my head and a bare bed in the room's centre. Solid dark metal framed it's edge as I lay on a crisp white sheet trying to focus my thoughts.
By Erzsébet3 years ago in Fiction
There Once Was
"Easy Hunter, he's probably just a regular bandit," a shelf flew past his head, "who happens to be really strong." Peering over the table, he witnessed the cloaked robber rummaging amongst the refuse. "What's he searching for anyways?" Seeing him pick up a coin purse, Hunter feared that if he were to run off with it that they'd never be able to pay the pied piper, let alone the cheese tax.
By Thavien Yliaster3 years ago in Fiction
The Silent Beckon
The setting sun dipped below the horizon, igniting the sky with fiery hues of orange and red, casting a spectacular scene mirrored on the tranquil sea. On the deck of a small boat named "Murmur," laughter danced with the salty breeze. Liam, a handsome young man with sun-kissed skin, steered the boat while Sarah, his spirited companion, lounged on the deck, her light hair a radiant contrast against the vivid sunset.
By Md. Sayhanul Arif3 years ago in Fiction
Stole Your Heart
Family From what I heard, my father left my mother when she was pregnant. I didn't really get to know my mother when I was young. I have vague memories of her smiling, but they're never enough to understand what type of woman she was. The only thing I knew was that she had handed me over to my aunt, who had promised to come back soon but never did. My aunt and her family searched everywhere but didn't find her.
By Gia3 years ago in Fiction
Echoes of Home: A Journey Through the Heartland
In the heart of the Heartland, where the amber waves of grain stretch to the horizon and the sky seems to embrace the earth in an endless embrace, there lies a quiet beauty that whispers tales of the past and promises of the future. It's a place where time moves a little slower, and the rhythms of life beat to the gentle cadence of the seasons.
By Grace3 years ago in Fiction
The Cult of Red Triangle
Story Continues...Detectives Sarah Grey and Mark Stone knew the warehouse incident was only the beginning of a larger more sinister plot. The teenager they apprehended at the warehouse provided few clues and his reluctance to speak only heightened their suspicion. Back at the station, the captain cautioned them to stay vigilant as the key to this mystery seemed to unlock more than just physical doors it was a gateway to deeper layers of deception.
By Ritviz3 years ago in Fiction
The Secret of the Bell Tower
Many long years had passed since someone last visited the Bell Tower. A man stood at its base with a paper clip in hand and a keen look in his eye - for it was he who planned to enter.
By L.Clabrough3 years ago in Fiction
"Tick, Tock" – The Final Minute
"Tick, Tock" – The Final Minute In the heart of New York City, a perspiring man stood on the 85th floor of a steel and glass tower that touched the sky. His name was Jack Dawson, a former Marine turned cybersecurity specialist, with a hard stare that could make anyone crumble.
By Neli Ivanova3 years ago in Fiction
Emperor's Empiric Expansion Exposes Entities
"Randy! Heads up!" The radio blared. "No problem, Chester! Accelerating past eighty, now! No way this freak's getting past me!" Checking his mirrors, the suspect moved effortlessly into his blind spot, paced Randy for a bit, then peeled away. Jaw slack, eyes wide, foot easing off the gas, Randy pulled over. "HE JUST WALKED MY 800 HORSEPOWER CHARGER LIKE I WAS STANDING STILL! WHAT THE HELL!"
By Thavien Yliaster3 years ago in Fiction
Salience
Chapter 2: Family After Three years have passed since the incident, Acher woke from his dreams and found himself in the hallway alone. He crouched low, quickly tiptoeing past his sister's door. He shuffled his feet in place as her doorknob turned slowly. The grin on his face grew wider and his eyes had a devilish look of glee. When she stepped into the hallway he yelled at her, “Lighting rod transference attack!” He grabbed her arm with a cheetah-like speed sending an electric shock into her body. A loud pop echoes off the wall with a quick yell in harmony. Astrid stares blankly at her big brother.
By Murry Haithcock3 years ago in Fiction
" A Women's Devotional Journey to Success"
On the shore of her homeland, she stood, A woman of color, strong and proud, Bound by chains, yet unyielding in her spirit, Her heart heavy with the weight of loss.Taken from her African coast, torn from her kin, Bound for a land unknown, where her fate was sealed, Captured by greed, shackled by cruelty, Her soul cried out for freedom, for justice, for home.But fate had other plans, as a tempest rose, A hurricane of fury, of chaos, of despair, Waves crashed, thunder roared, winds howled, And amidst the turmoil, she was cast adrift.Alone she faced the wrath of nature's fury, A survivor of the storm, yet broken in spirit, Her journey far from over, her trials far from done, As she sailed towards a new life in the Americas South.In the darkness of night, under the Southern stars, She whispered her prayers to the ancestors above, Guidance, strength, and courage she sought, To face the challenges that lay ahead.For she was a woman of color, resilient and brave, Her spirit unbroken, her will unbowed, And though the chains may bind her body, Her soul remained free, forever untamed.
By Exclusively Speaking with Love'Nia Renee 3 years ago in Fiction
The Spirit Box (3). Content Warning.
Chapter 3: The Magic Show The Chief called me to his office to discuss a new case. “Fred, are you familiar with the magician Kristo Angelov?” Chief said.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction