Plot Twist
Persephone Speaks. Content Warning.
People have a lot of different names for me: Persephone, Kore, Eve, just to name a few. Oh, did you think we were different? Should I have fed your Adam a pomegranate instead of an apple? Would that have made it more clear that there’s really only one story, exile from the garden? And it’s been mistold, time out of mind. Why? Because somewhere along the way, we allowed the foolish men to become the scribes and tell the stories.
By Harper Lewis3 months ago in Chapters
Memoir | The Mysterious Government Official | Part IV of VI
The incident of the sack detonating on me in the mailroom quickly made waves across the U.S. Department of Prominence, taking center stage on CNN and various local news outlets in the Washington, D.C. region.
By Mia Z. Edwards3 months ago in Chapters
Memoir | Caught in a Sack Explosion | Part IV of VI. Content Warning.
When I was demoted and reassigned to the mailroom at the U.S. Department of Prominence for standing up to my tyrant boss, I found myself grateful to still have a job, acknowledged the significance of setting aside my pride about holding a high-status position, and appreciated the worth of all roles in the workplace.
By Mia Z. Edwards3 months ago in Chapters
Jama Taqseem Ep 3 & 4
Episodes three and four of Jama Taqseem perfectly portrayed what occurs when the wedding lights go off and reality creeps in. Until recently, the plot had been around Laila and Qais selecting each other and overcoming the first unpleasantness of rishtas and family dynamics. But with these episodes, the drama transitioned to marital life, and they were some of the most fun yet.
By Raviha Imran3 months ago in Chapters
Knotted Roots - Part 4
While splashing cold water on my face, I could hear my father talking downstairs and then I heard boots thudding along each aged wooden plank of the stairs. Slow, methodical. I peered through the bathroom door as the figure passed by, it was Grace. I could smell her perfume like the zest of fresh grapefruit. My nose flaring as I took in the scent wafting in the air, I left my shirt ragged, unbuttoned, my pants snug around my hips. I made sure not to make a sound as I shadowed her in the hall. I was taking her in, the way her hips swayed in her daisy dukes. Her hair bouncing off her shoulders. As she pushed open my door seeing my empty bed, I figured what better way to get the drop in on her than now. With a quiet step I closed the distance, pressing my chest to her back and raking my hands down her arms until I interlocked with her fingers. My voice rugged, I whispered “Mornin’ darlin.” Her head leaned back as if granting me permission. Her eyes fluttered closed. I moved her hair to one side and trailed light kisses along her neck until she stepped forward. I gently released her as she spun to face me. “I don’t forgive you.” She rushed, a playful smirk on her lips. “Excuse me?” “You asked me to forgive you last night, well I don’t.” Hesitation ached in my chest, yet I couldn’t help but feel unapologetic. “Why’s that kitten? Is Greg going to be jealous?” I stated bluntly. Grace’s face stiffened when I mentioned Greg, as if a cruel reminder of the fool she was with, or at least that’s my opinion. “Greg is…” “He was a distraction.” I cut in. “Distraction?” I moved closer, my hand reaching to lift her chin, I yearn for the way her eyes are like a doe when I do that, the way she silently begs for it. “You don’t have to explain anything, kitten.” My head leaning towards her, my fingertips trailing along her jaw and down to her collarbone. Hooking the strap of her tank top. “Jasper…” “Tell me Grace, does he make you like this?” “Like what?” “Like this. You’re breathless, anxious in the best way possible.” Her face said it all, her eyes full of need and her body relaxing into my arms. In a moment of desire I kissed her with my soul, passionately. Her hands explored my upper body. “Let me treat you how you deserve.” “And what do I deserve?” Her curiosity pleading with insatiable thirst. I forced myself to let go, steadying her on her feet. I began to button my shirt as I searched for separation. I didn’t want to mark her as mine just yet, I want her to confess she feels as strongly about me as I do about her. Her body says yes, but she’s been giving her heart to another man. Someone who isn’t him. “Why do you do this to me Jasper?” “Do what?” I questioned, brows furrowed as I took in her pained and confused expression. “Tease.” I stopped midway, frozen as I took in her pained words. “You think I just want to tease you?” A dark, almost cruel tone slipped from my lips. “Forget it…” She whispered “Oh like how you forget who Greg is when you’re around me?” My words were like a slap to her perfectly rounded face. “Greg is a great man.” “Just not great in bed huh?” Her face was in utter shock as even I was surprised I spoke the words aloud. “This was a mistake.” Grace’s pained whisper shattered me, and I watched as she scurried off into her truck and drove away.
By Sibley Shamra4 months ago in Chapters
📖 Chapter 5: Secrets of Silence
"Zaryab’s Secret" In the morning, the city’s atmosphere was unusually quiet. Newspapers still carried headlines about Anwar’s death. But Alia’s heart was facing a storm of its own. She hadn’t closed her eyes all night—the words of Ayan, the killer’s message, and seeing Zaryab’s name on the list… all kept circling in her mind.
By dabeer hashmi4 months ago in Chapters
📖 Secrets of Silence
📖the city streets were drowned in the darkness of night. Alia and Zaryab’s car moved slowly toward the newspaper office. A strange silence lingered between them. Alia’s mind was still haunted by Anwar’s “Hit List.” The shock of seeing her own name written on it was eating her from the inside.
By dabeer hashmi4 months ago in Chapters
📖 Secrets of Silence
Chapter 2: "The Door of the Old Mansion" The night had grown deeper. The moon shimmered alone in the sky, while clouds drifted by, hiding it from sight every now and then. At the edge of Noorabad stood the old mansion, drowned in darkness. For years it had seemed abandoned, but tonight its silent walls felt as though they were hiding a secret from Alia.
By dabeer hashmi4 months ago in Chapters
