Short Story
The Boy Who Changed Everything
I never believed in love at first sight—at least, not until that day at the café. He was tucked away in the corner, headphones on, completely lost in whatever he was watching. I only noticed him because he laughed—a soft, genuine laugh that somehow filled the whole room. Something in me stirred, quiet but undeniable.
By Callista Ava11 months ago in Fiction
KNOCK ON EFFECT
Only Malcom would desire to live life in such a fastidious fashion. His clothes had to remain wrinkle free at all times, shoes reflecting a military shine, and most importantly, because he was such a picky eater, his meals had to be prepared to the utmost perfection. Only the best ingredients money could buy were good enough for him. His fussy habits angered everyone he came into contact with, and it was only a matter of time before his associates decided to exact their revenge.
By Mark Gagnon11 months ago in Fiction
The Boy Who Sold His Dreams to Feed His Mother
At the edge of a small town, in a tiny, old house, lived a young boy named Ayaan and his kind mother, Mariam. Their house was very old and weak. The walls had big cracks, and the roof would leak whenever it rained. To anyone passing by, the house looked broken, but inside it was full of love and care. Even though they did not have much money and sometimes had little food, Ayaan always laughed happily. His cheerful voice could be heard in the streets, like a bright light in a gray world, bringing hope and happiness to everyone who heard it.
By Bilal khan 11 months ago in Fiction
The Girl Next Door
When Michelle and her family moved into the old white house on Country Meadow Lane, she didn’t expect much excitement. Her parents were thrilled about the quiet neighborhood and had gotten a hell of a deal on their beautiful new home, but Michelle was annoyed. She didn’t want to be the new kid. She didn’t want to go through the awkward process of making new friends. She was lonely.
By Sara Wilson11 months ago in Fiction
The Boy Who Captured the Moon in a Jar
Leo was a boy who loved the moon with a desperate, possessive love. Every night, he’d press his face against his bedroom window, watching it sail through the clouds, a perfect silver coin. He hated that he had to share it with the whole world. He hated that it always, eventually, slipped away.
By Habibullah11 months ago in Fiction
The Room with No Mirrors – Deep Psychological Story (Narration for YouTube)
They told me memory can’t lie. But after what happened in Room 27… I’m not so sure. I was 29 when I joined the clinical study at the Mindwell Institute — a new research project on “visual memory reconstruction.”
By Naimat ullah11 months ago in Fiction
The Intruder. Top Story - November 2025.
I could see them earlier today. My keyhole looks into the hallway, but I can see into the living room too, occasionally catching glimpses of my favourite family. The long luscious blonde locks of Gabi, that flowed behind her like the veil she's wearing in the picture in the hallway. The tall handsome Zack, with large rippling muscles in his shoulders as he lifted little Ava high up in the air. The perfect family, illustrated well by the perfect pictures on the wall opposite my peephole.
By Liam Storm11 months ago in Fiction
The Cost of Silence
I wasn't supposed to be there that late. Tuesday nights were Jen's closing shift, but she'd texted me at 7:43 PM. Her kid had a fever. Could I please, please cover? I'd said yes before my brain caught up with my mouth, the way you do when you've been working at the Riverside Animal Shelter for six years and everyone's become family.
By Diane Foster11 months ago in Fiction
Borrowed Moon
The first time I saw the sign, I thought it was a joke.White chalk on the café blackboard, right under the croissant doodle: Borrow the Moon. Returns due by dawn. Price listed as “suggested donation,” which is either generous or ominous depending on your week.
By Milan Milic11 months ago in Fiction
