USAMA KHAN
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Usama Khan, a passionate storyteller exploring self-growth, technology, and the changing world around us. I writes to inspire, question, and connect — one article at a time.
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Teach Me Love!
The first time Leo heard her voice, he nearly crashed his bike into a streetlamp. It was a rainy Thursday in Seattle, the kind of gray morning where coffee was essential and eye contact optional. Leo, headphones in, had been shuffling through his usual playlist of indie rock and post-breakup ballads when a glitch on his music app played an unfamiliar song.
By USAMA KHAN7 months ago in Fiction
Stuck With Mr. Billionaire
“You seriously expect me to sleep in a cabin with him?” Harper’s voice echoed off the pine walls of the snowbound lodge. Her suitcase hit the floor with a thud, narrowly missing the foot of the man leaning against the fireplace, smug grin firmly in place.
By USAMA KHAN7 months ago in Fiction
My Fake Boyfriend
It all started with a wedding invitation and a big fat lie. When Emily Clarke received the ivory envelope in the mail, her heart sank. Her ex-boyfriend, Noah, was getting married—to her former college roommate. The wedding was in two weeks, set in California wine country, and everyone from their old college crew would be there. Including Aunt Linda, who treated Emily’s love life like a mystery novel—one she really wanted to solve.
By USAMA KHAN7 months ago in Confessions
Eclipse of the Souls
The year was 2001. In the mist-soaked forests of Oregon, where pine trees stood like silent sentinels and the sky rarely showed its face, an ancient secret stirred beneath the earth. The townsfolk of Evergrove had heard legends—whispers of an old ruin buried deep within Ashen Hollow, a forest no one dared to enter after sunset. They called it "The Wound," a collapsed temple older than any known civilization.
By USAMA KHAN8 months ago in Horror
My Sad 20s
“They say your 20s are for finding yourself—what no one tells you is, sometimes, you find someone else instead.” I always thought sadness was loud—something that screamed through closed doors and kept you awake at night. But in my 20s, I learned that sadness can be quiet too. It whispers. It lingers. And sometimes, it wears your own face.
By USAMA KHAN8 months ago in Confessions
Friend Zoned
“It all started with a thunderstorm and a pizza.” That’s how Ethan always told the story. It was freshman year at Columbia. Rain poured like a biblical flood, and the streets of Manhattan shimmered under flickering streetlamps. Ethan had just moved into his dorm and was soaking wet when he stumbled into the nearest pizza place. She was already there—Lena, with her oversized hood
By USAMA KHAN8 months ago in Fiction
My Dog Sam
I never believed in soulmates—until I met Sam. Not the human kind, mind you. Sam was a shaggy, golden-furred dog with eyes so expressive they could melt glaciers. He showed up one foggy October morning on my porch in Oregon, muddy, shivering, and hungry. I wasn’t looking for a dog. I had just lost my job, broken up with my fiancé, and moved back into my late grandmother’s cabin to figure out my life. The last thing I needed was a responsibility.
By USAMA KHAN8 months ago in Petlife
Billionaires Playboy
"The world mistook him for a man chasing pleasure. In truth, he was chasing a ghost." Every tabloid from Los Angeles to London knew his name — Chase Riker. Billionaire heir. Yacht collector. Fashion week regular. A man who once accidentally bought an island during a poker game in Monaco. Women adored him, the media worshipped him, and competitors feared him. But none of them really knew him.
By USAMA KHAN8 months ago in Fiction
Who Killed Jane
It was the scream that broke the silence of Willow Creek. A sound so raw, so haunting, it made the birds stop mid-flight. By the time the neighbors reached the old Whitmore house, it was too late. Jane Caldwell, 28, brilliant, quiet, and loved by many — was dead. Face-down in the garden, blood staining the petals of her prized white roses.
By USAMA KHAN8 months ago in Criminal
