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The Library Between Worlds
M Mehran Most people walked past the alley without noticing it. It was narrow, damp, and always smelled faintly of smoke. But Aria had always been drawn to places that seemed forgotten.
By Muhammad Mehran5 months ago in Fiction
The Secrets My Mother Kept
Brittney awoke to tears streaming down her face. In her lap, an old book with scratches on the back and front cover. Alexander lay still in the bed next to her, a monitor beeping every so often to the rythm of his heart.
By Parsley Rose 5 months ago in Fiction
The City Where No One Spoke
The city stretched wide beneath pale skies, filled with streets that never rang with laughter, markets that never hummed with bargaining, homes that never echoed with lullabies. Silence was absolute. Not because the people had nothing to say, but because they were forbidden to speak.
By syed5 months ago in Fiction
The Train That Traveled Through Dreams
The first time Theo heard the whistle, he thought it was only part of his dream. A faint sound, high and low, echoing through the haze of sleep. But then the ground beneath him trembled, and when he opened his eyes, he was no longer in his room. He was standing on a platform made of clouds.
By syed5 months ago in Fiction
The Man Who Planted Rain
One morning, under a sky bleached white by heat, an old man knelt in the dust at the edge of a forgotten village. His name was Noor—everyone called him Baba Noor—and he was planting seeds again.
By meerjanan5 months ago in Fiction
The Mirror in Room Six
M Mehran When traveling for work, Daniel never expected much from the hotels he stayed in—sterile lobbies, thin walls, and coffee that tasted like cardboard. But the motel he checked into that rainy Thursday was stranger than most.
By Muhammad Mehran5 months ago in Fiction
The Eagle’s Twenty-Year Odyssey: A Journey of Wisdom over Water
For two decades, a magnificent bird soared above continents, crossing mountains, deserts, and borders — but never once did it dare fly across the sea. This was no ordinary bird. It was a Steppe Eagle (Aquila nipalensis), a creature of vast open lands and high skies, equipped not just with keen eyesight and strong wings but with a deep, evolutionary instinct that helped it survive the test of time — and the trial of travel.
By Israr khan5 months ago in Fiction
The Last Train In Brooklyn
Chapter One – The Missed Train The subway doors slammed shut in Maya’s face with a cruel hiss. She cursed under her breath, hugging her coat tighter against the February chill that swept through the underground station.
By Shakespeare Jr5 months ago in Fiction
The Key that Called
In the old white house with the chipped into walls that smelled of dust and mold peered a hallway darkened by time. Down the hallway and to the left sat a junky old drawer and in that junky old drawer sat a cold and tired key.
By Parsley Rose 5 months ago in Fiction
The Hidden Map
The Hidden Map: Secrets Waiting to Be Discovered Maps are more than just tools to find our way. From ancient cave drawings showing hunting grounds to modern GPS systems, maps have always helped humans explore and understand the world. But some maps are different—they’re hidden maps, filled with secrets, mysteries, or even dangers. Unlike regular maps, these are meant to be discovered, decoded, or carefully interpreted. They hint at things that aren’t immediately obvious, inviting curiosity and adventure.
By Khan5 months ago in Fiction
The Mighty Lion and the Brave Little Mice
The Story In the heart of a vast forest where the trees touched the skies and the rivers sang as they flowed, lived a lion named Rudra. Rudra was no ordinary lion—he was the king of the forest. His mane shone like gold under the sun, his roar shook the valleys, and his strength was unmatched. Every creature in the forest respected him, not only because of his power but also because of his sense of justice.
By Hamza Muhammad5 months ago in Fiction
Her Lover in Shadows
The World Exist in This Room Mariya walked through the door and tossed her keys in the direction of the table. As the keys clattered to the floor just past their target, she dropped herself down into his favorite chair, still wearing the nursing scrubs the hospital had given her in the emergency room. Her legs slowly drew up into her chest and her body sank into the fabric as she curled the whole of it into the seat.
By Timothy A Rowland5 months ago in Fiction