Mystery

The Mystery Toy
Once upon a time, in a comfortable area with houses close together, there lived a boy named Alex. He was full of imagination and curiosity, always seeking new adventures. Every day, he explored his neighbourhood, eager to discover something exciting.
By M.Fiaz3 years ago in Fiction
The Harvest of Fear: Pradeep's Terrifying Ordeal in Andhra Pradesh
In the sun-kissed fields of Andhra Pradesh, where the fertile soil yields bountiful crops, there lived a farmer named Pradeep. With calloused hands and unwavering determination, he toiled day in and day out to provide for his family and sustain his ancestral land. However, little did he know that amidst the tranquility of rural life, a sinister force lurked, waiting to unleash a nightmare upon him.
By Ashok3 years ago in Fiction
A Parcel of Love
In the bustling streets of Mumbai, amidst the chaotic traffic and the constant hum of life, there lived a girl named Meera. She was a simple girl with dreams as big as the city itself, but her days were spent in the monotony of her routine job at a local bookstore.
By Ashok3 years ago in Fiction
The Hopeful Wanderer
In the heart of a snow-covered forest, where the world was swallowed by an endless winter, Aria wandered alone. The snowflakes fell softly around her, creating a hushed silence that wrapped her in a cocoon of tranquility.
By Denise Larkin3 years ago in Fiction
Shadows of Digital Deception
The Harper family lived in a quaint suburban neighborhood, where weekends were filled with laughter and shared moments. Mark and Laura Harper worked hard to provide for their two children, Emily and Tyler, in a world that seemed increasingly interconnected through digital means.
By Christopher Ezeh3 years ago in Fiction
Revival
I have been blind since birth; due to my blindness I have been able to see the world for what it is and differently from those around me. In that same notion, all of that changed in one instant for me, so exceedingly long ago. I write this to tell everyone who has ever thought nothing is or will be, but also, I write this so that one day my voice will be known to all who had ever wandered in and sought, seeking the one thing they want without caring or paying their dues to life… for all those whom made my outlook terrible… for you all, I tell this and use it as a reminder to myself and for those whom follow after, please read and listen to this old woman’s tale and learn a thing or two.
By William L. Truax III3 years ago in Fiction
Echoes of the ICU: The Haunting of Dr. Harrison
In the heart of St. Mary's Hospital, nestled within the bustling cityscape, lay the Intensive Care Unit, a place where life and death danced on a delicate tightrope. Amongst the hushed whispers of nurses and the constant hum of machinery, a tale whispered through the corridors—a tale of the spectral presence of Dr. Harrison, the esteemed physician who had passed away years ago yet lingered in the shadows of the ICU.
By Ashok3 years ago in Fiction
unsolved mystery
Unsolved Mystery Foot steps in the snow I walk. The last time I went through the wooded lot, up the hill, to bolder point I was surprised by large footprints in the snow. A prank for sure.
By Juanita Pearce3 years ago in Fiction
Legacy of the Celestial Guardian
Time has a way of changing stories, and for many years, the Tianlu became a quiet whisper from the past. But some tales are too powerful to stay silent.
By Estalontech3 years ago in Fiction
Follow the Rabit
Sitting in a meadow just outside of town- at the edge of the forest when I see a Rabbit. For some reason, this rabbit caught my attention. I'm not sure why but something about this rabbit seems off. It stood up on its hind legs and I could have sworn it looked right at me. It suddenly took off running, and I immediately started running after the rabbit- barely grabbing my books and bag, fumbling over myself and trying to run after the rabbit.
By Jen Phillips3 years ago in Fiction
The Edge. Top Story - February 2024.
On my adventures I never thought I'd find the Edge. My tribe had prophecies of people finding the Edge, some tribespeople ventured out on their own, others were chosen, but out of everyone who left, no one ever returned.
By Liam Storm3 years ago in Fiction
Road Rage | Pars Duo
Lunging with every ounce of strength she could conjure, Rosalie hastily retrieved her brother from the overturned death trap. She tolled him onto his back and immediately checked for a pulse. Moments ago he had let out a faint moan and twitch, but he had fallen silent again. Thankfully she was able to locate a pulse. It was faint, and slow, but it was there.
By Kale Sinclair3 years ago in Fiction