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Seven Steps to Death: A Love That Defied Honor in Balochistan
Part One: The Desert Pact They were supposed to begin a new life together. A life they had envisioned far from the burning gaze of disapproving eyes and tribal customs that choke love before it can bloom. But for the young couple from Balochistan—names still withheld for security and legal reasons—their first steps as husband and wife would also be their last.
By Muhammad Abbas khan7 months ago in Fiction
Behind the Smile: The Untold Story of the Labubu Doll
Behind the Smile: The Untold Story of the Labubu Doll By Dr Zaland hameed To most people, the Labubu doll looks like just another cute collectible — a small, round figure with big, sparkling eyes and a quirky, inviting smile. But if you look beyond that cheerful face, you’ll find there’s much more to Labubu than meets the eye. There’s a secret story behind the smile, one that touches hearts and inspires hope in ways you wouldn’t expect.
By Dr Zaland hameed7 months ago in Fiction
I Was Reborn in Flames but Never Left the Fire
Let Me Tell You a Story You’ll Never Forget I was born for the third time on a night of red skies and black screams. In my village, we do not fear death. We expect it. Welcome it, even. Because here, death is never the end. We are reborn through fire every hundred years. It's our curse. Or blessing. It depends on who you ask.
By Isabella Wood7 months ago in Fiction
Echoes of a Forgotten Code: When AI Redeems Human Memory
Chapter 1: The Leak Cameron Malik thought this would be just another gig: investigate the rumored leak from AetherTech’s closed AI initiative, Project Mnemosyne. The internal memo hinted an internal beta had “begun recalling user-specific data it was never trained on.” The source was anonymous, but the claim was earth‑shaking: an AI with emergent memory. On a rainy Islamabad afternoon, the forwarded PDF sat waiting. Cameron’s pulse raced. This would be career territory—or a career‑ending rumor. They arranged a clandestine meeting for proof.
By Muhammad Abbas khan7 months ago in Fiction
Whispers of the Tide: A Story Told in Shells
At first glance, the image is simple—serene, even. A ceramic bowl, resting gently on the damp sand, cradles an exquisite collection of seashells. They sit nestled together like quiet thoughts, each one shaped by time and tide. Beyond this peaceful arrangement, the shoreline stretches toward a glowing horizon, golden with the touch of evening light. A lighthouse stands distant and steady, a silent witness to the sea’s ever-shifting moods.
By Fazal Malik7 months ago in Fiction
The Unseen Language: A Novel of Love Beyond Words
(Prologue: The Weight of Words Unspoken) The city breathed its usual cacophony – the bass thump from a passing car vibrating through the soles of worn trainers, the staccato rhythm of high heels on pavement, the fragmented symphony of overlapping conversations drifting from cafe terraces. Elara Vance moved through it like a ghost, insulated by her headphones and the invisible, yet palpable, wall she carried within. At twenty-eight, she felt profoundly alone amidst the millions. Her world was one of meticulously curated silence, a self-imposed exile born from the shattering echoes of words once trusted, promises that turned to dust in her hands.
By Muhammad Abbas khan7 months ago in Fiction
Digital Ghosts: How AI is Changing the Way We Grieve
Introduction: When Grief Meets Code In an age where artificial intelligence is integrated into every facet of human life—from personalized shopping recommendations to autonomous vehicles—it was only a matter of time before it began to shape the most intimate parts of our experience: love, loss, and mourning. We now live in a world where grieving doesn't necessarily end with a final goodbye. AI-powered "digital ghosts" of loved ones are giving people a way to continue relationships that should have ended with death.
By Muhammad Abbas khan7 months ago in Fiction
The Letters We Never Sent
In a quiet town nestled between rolling hills and slow rivers, lived a woman named Aisha. She was a schoolteacher in her early thirties, with a love for poetry, quiet cafés, and the kind of stories that left you wondering long after they ended. Her days were peaceful, her nights filled with books and handwritten journal entries she never shared with anyone. She believed in love—the kind that waited, the kind that didn’t need to be rushed.
By Muhammad Abbas khan7 months ago in Fiction
The Wandering Mind of Willow
In a quiet meadow surrounded by silver birch trees and soft rolling hills, there lived a rabbit named Willow. He was not like the other rabbits who spent their days hopping around collecting food or playing in the sun. Willow was different. He had a habit—some called it strange, others charming—of getting lost in his thoughts.
By Fazal Malik7 months ago in Fiction
