Short Story
My mother's tears. Content Warning.
Why did I think uncertainty would be fun? For 20 months, I complied about having a good job and cushioning my sibling's expenses as the last born of the family, not knowing I wouldn't be in that position forever. I had sometimes wondered how it feels to be taken care of. A few days ago, the organisation I was working for announced that they would be letting people go due to lack of funding to support their work and staff, and unfortunately, or should I say wish granted, I made the cut. Lots of thoughts came to mind; I mean, why would they keep me? I did the bare minimum; I got too comfortable having the job that I forgot to save to have a backup plan. I blamed myself for making it to the list of the people they would let go. My karma has finally arrived, giving me a beautiful chair of uncertainty. After hearing the news, I informed my sibling that I no longer worked with the organisation that honestly puts bread on the table. I couldn’t care less how they felt or took it; my main worry was how my mother would react when I broke the news to her.
By Adebusayo Esther Obasa2 years ago in Fiction
Bound by Shadows
Gojo Satoru was not a man to be trifled with. Known as the most powerful and untouchable figure in the underworld, he commanded respect wherever he went. With his snow-white hair and a blindfold hiding his infamous cerulean eyes, he was as enigmatic as he was dangerous. Gojo was a legend in the criminal world, his influence stretching far and wide across the country’s criminal enterprises.
By The Kind Quill2 years ago in Fiction
Valoria
Thalos made his way to the central hall, his mind racing with the possibilities of why he had been summoned so urgently. The elder’s stern face from earlier weighed heavily on his thoughts, adding to the pressure. As he entered the dimly lit room, the air felt thick with the importance of what was to come. Seated around the long table were several of the tribe’s elders, their expressions serious, and their voices hushed as they spoke in low tones. One of them, Elder Garith, motioned for Thalos to step forward.
By Digi Dragon 05 (Or Digi or Revely)2 years ago in Fiction
TALES OF CRIME AND FICTION.
The Agency issued a Warrant for arresting Ralph and even for taking proper steps to give justice to the victims' families. It was somewhere near 10 o'clock and both of us were accompanied by Kevin and were headed towards Ralph's house, some five or so police cars behind us, following us to arrest the criminal.
By Shazia Khan2 years ago in Fiction
The Chessboard Mystery
Throughout his career as a detective, Detective Inspector Rezaul Karim had seen many horrible deaths, but what he observed at Zamindar Pratap Ray's residence in Barisal was unimaginable. Chess enthusiast Pratap Ray was discovered dead on his outdoor chessboard with his corpse twisted into the shape of a chess board.
By Nizam Uddin Apou2 years ago in Fiction
A Midnight Call
That night I was returning alone from a long distance 'Call' almost outside the city. It is very cold this year, it was very cold as the night was long. Even though I was wearing thick warm clothes, the cold air seemed to penetrate my ribs. I was coming in my old motor. I have been driving this motor alone for ten years now. But now it seemed that it would have been better to have a driver with me. There is nothing more painful than enduring the gusts of cold while holding the steering wheel in this bitter winter. Our city is very popular. It is spread far and wide, harboring several major roads. But did not clot. Sometimes there is nothing but a lonely road from one end to the other.
By Nizam Uddin Apou2 years ago in Fiction
What's in a Name
I realize that you don’t know me. My name is Alfred Griffen. Well, that’s not my real name. They told me not to tell anyone my real name. They said that it would be safer if people didn’t know who I really am. Of course, you don’t know who “they” are. It doesn't make a difference anyway. They told me not to tell anyone who they are, either. In my line of work, secrecy is very important. It’s not really work. I’m not being paid. It’s just the right thing to do.
By David E. Perry2 years ago in Fiction
Anime That Can Make You Cry
The Saddest Anime of All Time: Stories that Touch the Heart Anime, much like any art form, has an incredible ability to evoke a range of emotions. From laughter to excitement, the medium excels at engaging audiences in unique ways. But when anime dives deep into emotional storytelling, it can bring forth tears in a way few other forms of entertainment can match. Whether it's the pain of lost love, the sorrow of separation, or the profound beauty found in tragic moments, some anime take you on a heart-wrenching journey. In this blog, we’ll explore some of the saddest anime of all time—series and films that don’t just tell stories, but leave you feeling emotionally raw, yet strangely uplifted by their depth and humanity.
By Absorbing Stories2 years ago in Fiction
Living By The Sword. Content Warning.
Remember, son. There is no worse feeling than dying from the sword you carry- I was following this man, that was walking in silence in front of me, acting as if I wasn't even there. I felt like an uneasy shadow, following someone I'll never see the face of. I held on to my sword, hanging there on the left of my hips, ready to be pulled in an instant, this sword I've had for as long as I can remember.
By YonathanJ - Writer2 years ago in Fiction
Collision of Kings. AI-Generated.
Seijuro Akashi was a man of precision, discipline, and unshakable control. On the basketball court, his presence alone commanded respect, his Emperor Eye seeing through every opponent’s next move. Off the court, he was equally composed, always the smartest person in the room, always a step ahead. But when Michael Kaiser arrived on the scene, that sense of control began to falter.
By The Kind Quill2 years ago in Fiction
