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Her Smile Was the Last Clue
The Girl Who Smiled at Rain It all began in the quiet town of Willowbrook, where the rain fell almost every afternoon, and the streets smelled of old books and roses.
By Muhammad Hayat8 months ago in Fiction
The Clock maker's Gift”. AI-Generated.
“The Clock maker's Gift” In the crooked heart of Old Brindle Town, nestled between ivy-covered bookshops and crooked chimneys, stood a tiny clock shop owned by an old man named Eliot Graves. He was a quiet man with cloud-white hair and a face like wrinkled leather, always dressed in a brown vest and red scarf, always polishing gears too small for ordinary eyes to see.
By Atifa Iqbalzada8 months ago in Fiction
Grandma’s Attic Had a Secret She Never Told Anyone
Grandma’s Attic Had a Secret She Never Told Anyone The house creaked with the kind of silence that only comes after someone is gone. Ellie stood at the bottom of the narrow staircase leading up to the attic—her grandmother’s attic. She’d been asked to clean it out, to sort through boxes and old furniture for donations. But as she stared at the cracked wooden steps, something in her chest told her this wouldn’t be a simple clean-up.
By Hamid8 months ago in Fiction
The Room I Rented Came with One Rule: Never Look in the Mirror After Midnight
It was supposed to be temporary. After a rough breakup, a dead-end job, and a bank account that looked more like a cruel joke, I needed a fresh start. Somewhere cheap, quiet, and far from anyone who knew my name. So when I stumbled upon an ad online for a fully furnished room at an unbelievable price, I barely blinked.
By Muhammad Sabeel8 months ago in Fiction
The Book That Sings
In a world overflowing with books, very few have the rare ability to do more than tell a story. Some entertain, some inform, and some quietly change us. But once in a while, there comes a book that does something more extraordinary—it sings. Not with literal notes or lyrics, but with a melody woven from words that linger in the heart long after the final page has turned.
By Dipayan Biswas8 months ago in Fiction
America, the Bells Are Ringing—Are You Listening?
In towns and cities across America, a curious phenomenon is unfolding. Phones ring at odd hours with no caller ID. Doorbells chime in neighborhoods where no visitors are expected. Alarm bells sound in our social consciousness, even when we try to silence them. Where are they coming from—and more importantly, why are they ringing?
By Dipayan Biswas8 months ago in Fiction
Affiliate Abyss: The Links That Led to Nowhere
I built my business around links. Amazon affiliate marketing. Niche blogs. SEO-optimized content. All it took was clicks—clicks that turned into commissions. And I was good at it. Real good.
By Syed Umar 8 months ago in Fiction
Trapped in the Loop: The Freelancer Who Kept Reliving the Same Gig
At first, I thought it was just fatigue. After all, I’d pulled four all-nighters in a row. The client was breathing down my neck, demanding revisions for a data entry project that never seemed to end. I blamed the déjà vu on sleep deprivation.
By Syed Umar 8 months ago in Fiction
The Digital Doppelgänger: When AI Knew Me Better Than I Did
The year was 2028. I had just launched my freelance career as a virtual assistant and data analyst. Juggling gig work with my fascination for AI, I started feeding my personal journal entries and behavior patterns into an experimental neural net I designed. It was supposed to be a productivity tool—something that could help schedule my day, remind me of habits, even mimic my voice for quick replies. I called it Echo.
By Syed Umar 8 months ago in Fiction
WORLD WAR 3
In recent days, the term “World War III imminent” has resurfaced across media platforms, prompting serious concerns among political analysts, defence scholars, and global strategists. While such warnings may initially evoke dramatic online headlines, today's discourse reflects underlying real-world risks, including nuclear brinkmanship, alliance fractures, and the rise of hybrid warfare. This comprehensive overview examines why top experts are sounding the alarm—and what it could mean for global stability.
By Mehtab Ahmad8 months ago in Fiction
THE LAST ROAD TRIP
The engine coughed, sputtered, then roared back to life as Jax white-knuckled the steering wheel. The old Chevy had been his father’s—a relic from the Before Times, when gas was cheap and music wasn’t a death sentence. Beside him, Nova chewed her thumbnail raw, her knee bouncing like a live wire.
By shoaib khan8 months ago in Fiction
Theriocentricity
“Ahh Rupert, welcome! Welcome! Come in. Set that down.” Rupert did as he was commanded and set down the saucer adorned with a single glass of Port. He should have known–Lord Hood only ordered Port when he wanted to play the game. The study was stuffy, a poor imitation of a bygone era. Mahogany bookshelves lined the walls, almost certainly never opened, intermixed with mounted heads of wild lions and zebras, almost certainly killed by someone else.
By Matthew J. Fromm8 months ago in Fiction