SHAYAN

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"Books That Read You Back"
Books That Read You Back There are books that you read once and set aside, like postcards from a journey you’ll never repeat. And then there are others—those rare, breathing books—that seem to read you back. Their pages are the same, their words unmoving, but somehow, each time you open them, they feel alive in a different way.
By SHAYAN2 months ago in BookClub
“The Day I Borrowed a Stranger’s Life for 24 Hours”
The Day I Borrowed a Stranger’s Life for 24 Hours Category: Humans / Fiction I woke up in a bed that didn’t belong to me.
By SHAYAN2 months ago in Chapters
“The Art of Doing Nothing in a World That Won’t Stop Moving”
The Art of Doing Nothing in a World That Won’t Stop Moving There is a strange kind of guilt that comes from sitting still.
By SHAYAN2 months ago in Beat
“The Photographer Who Could Only Capture Moments That Would Be Regretted Later”
The Photographer Who Could Only Capture Moments That Would Be Regretted Later No one believed Elias Hart when he first explained his problem — mostly because he never explained it fully. He only said the same sentence every time people asked why he rarely shared his photography:
By SHAYAN2 months ago in Fiction
“The House That Signed My Name in the Dust”
The House That Signed My Name in the Dust Genre: Horror / Psychological The key turned in the lock with a soft, reluctant click, as if the house itself were waking from a long sleep. Evelyn pushed open the front door, the hinges whining like something half-alive. The interior smelled of stale air, wood rot, and the faint sweetness of old flowers left too long in a vase. Dust curled off the floor in pale swirls as she stepped inside.
By SHAYAN2 months ago in Horror
“The Day the Moon Forgot Its Name”
The Day the Moon Forgot Its Name On the night the moon forgot its name, the sky flickered — not like a failing lightbulb, but like a memory being erased in real time. People stepped out of their houses, phones pointed upward, murmuring into the cold air as if asking it for answers.
By SHAYAN2 months ago in Chapters
“My Heart Has Expired: Please Insert Another Coin”
My Heart Has Expired: Please Insert Another Coin In Meridian City, everything beeped. Doors beeped. Sidewalks beeped. Even the sky beeped a low mechanical hum as drones cut across its blue surface like silver stitches. But the loudest, most personal beep belonged to the hearts — or rather, the glass meters implanted over them.
By SHAYAN2 months ago in Fiction
“The Year I Stopped Performing Happiness”
The Year I Stopped Performing Happiness I used to think happiness was a performance — a kind of social currency you traded for belonging. Smile at the right moments, say “I’m fine” when people ask, post the highlight reel online, and you’ll convince the world you’re okay. Maybe, in time, you’ll convince yourself too.
By SHAYAN2 months ago in Chapters
“The Night My Shadow Walked Ahead of Me”
The Night My Shadow Walked Ahead of Me I noticed it the moment I stepped off the last bus of the night. The street was dark, the kind of quiet that feels padded, like someone pressed a pillow over the neighborhood to muffle all sound. The air was cool, still, ordinary. But something was wrong. Something was off enough that my breath caught before my brain could form a reason.
By SHAYAN2 months ago in Families
Echoes in the Voicemail
Echoes in the Voicemail The first voicemail came on a Tuesday. Daniel was rinsing dishes when his phone buzzed against the counter, skittering dangerously close to the sink. He caught it just in time. Unknown number. No caller ID. Just a single new voicemail.
By SHAYAN2 months ago in Earth
Books That Read You Back”
Books That Read You Back There are some books you read once and leave behind like a closed chapter in your life. And then there are others — the rare few — that seem to wait patiently for you to return. They sit quietly on your shelf, dust collecting like years, and when you finally open them again, you realize they’ve been reading you all along.
By SHAYAN2 months ago in BookClub
“Love Notes Found in the Margins of Time”
Love Notes Found in the Margins of Time They say time is linear — a thread that stretches cleanly from birth to death, past to future.
By SHAYAN2 months ago in Marriage