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The Sky and the Fang
In the heart of a dense, untamed valley surrounded by cliffs and whispering winds, lived an eagle known as Rael. With feathers the color of burnished gold and eyes that could pierce through fog, Rael was not just any eagle—he was the silent ruler of the skies, feared and revered by creatures across the mountains.
By Muhammad Usama7 months ago in Fiction
From Rejection to Remarkable
Joanne Rowling, better known as J.K. Rowling, is a name synonymous with literary success, imagination, and the magic of storytelling. But behind the fame and fortune lies a story filled with struggle, perseverance, and a series of conscious choices that transformed a dream into reality.
By Moments & Memoirs7 months ago in Fiction
The Last Light
The Last Light – A Story of “Luminous” There was once a village wrapped in quiet hills and thick, whispering woods. It was a place time had mostly forgotten. The world beyond it rushed ahead with noise and invention, but the people of Velden lived slowly, holding onto rhythms older than clocks.
By Terence Lisher7 months ago in Fiction
The Man Who Forgot Time
oPart I: The Disappearance When Dr. Elias Monroe stepped out of the elevator on the 102nd floor of the Orion Institute, his wristwatch stopped ticking. At first, he thought little of it—just a mechanical failure. But when he returned to the lobby thirty minutes later, everyone stared at him like he was a ghost.
By noor ul amin7 months ago in Fiction
She Woke Up Someone Else
She Woke Up Someone Else The first time it happened, Alina thought it was a dream. by Yahya Asim She awoke in silk sheets she didn’t recognize, sunlight pouring through tall windows she had never seen before. A strange man was humming in the shower. Her phone, face down on a marble nightstand, lit up with notifications addressed to Dr. Alina Razak, Head of Neurological Research, something she had never studied a day in her life.
By Yahya Asim7 months ago in Fiction
Mother's Promise
In the parched expanse of the Kolara Hills, where the earth bled gold like molten tears and the air tasted of dust and despair, the year was 1982. Life here was a relentless grind, a cruel tapestry woven from glittering mines and squalid shanties. The hills echoed with the clatter of pickaxes and the whispered prayers of the broken. Above all, Kolara was ruled by Dheeraj—a warlord whose wealth was built on the broken backs of his workers, a man whose shadow stretched like a plague over the land.
By Nauman Hassan Khan7 months ago in Fiction
The Echo Room
The house hadn’t changed. The same creeping ivy clung to the bricks, the porch light still flickered with a stubborn hum, and the oak tree in the front yard stood sentinel, gnarled and wise. Loreen Breen, dressed in an elegant navy coat and polished shoes, looked completely out of place—like a photograph taped onto an old postcard. But here she was, back again, not as a daughter, but as the executor of Lucy Brampton's will.
By Ahmad shah7 months ago in Fiction
A Rooftop Tradition. AI-Generated.
In a small village surrounded by gentle hills, summers were always hot. The sun burned bright all day, and the walls of the houses held the heat like stones from a fire. People tried to stay cool by sitting under trees, drinking cold water from clay pots, and fanning themselves with palm leaves.
By Bilal Mohammadi7 months ago in Fiction
