Kausar Hayat
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The Lighthouse That Called My Name
It was supposed to be a quiet weekend. I was tired. Burned out. Too many long nights in the city. Too many deadlines. So I packed my duffel, left my buzzing phone on the kitchen counter, and drove east… straight to the edge of the map.
By Kausar Hayat 7 months ago in Fiction
The Last Letter from Elderidge Lane
Elderidge Lane was the kind of road you’d miss if you blinked while driving past. Tucked between thick woods and forgotten by modern maps, it led to a crumbling village swallowed by time and silence. But for Nora Whitman, it wasn’t just a road—it was a lifeline to a mystery that had haunted her family for decades.
By Kausar Hayat 7 months ago in Fiction
The House That Waited
It had stood on the hill long before Evelyn was born, and it was still there when she returned after twenty-three years. The locals never went near it. Children dared each other to touch the rusted gate. Teenagers whispered about the windows glowing at night. But Evelyn knew the truth—or so she thought.
By Kausar Hayat 7 months ago in Fiction
The Clockmaker’s Secret
In a sleepy town nestled between the crooked hills of Gallowmere stood a tiny clock shop, Elliott’s Timepieces. The shop hadn’t changed since 1891. The faded green paint peeled like sunburned skin, and the shop windows, stained from time and smoke, revealed rows upon rows of clocks, none ever in sync.
By Kausar Hayat 7 months ago in Fiction
