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"The Last Drive-In"
The Orion Drive-In Theater in Grayson, Kentucky, closed its doors for business in the summer of 1996. Even though nobody said it aloud, everyone in town knew it. Orion's screen was fading, and its neon sign was flickering as if it was undecided about whether to fight or let go, as the new multiplex had opened across the county line.
By Md.Nayeemul Islam Khan9 months ago in Fiction
Footprints in the Wrong Direction
A Trail That Shouldn’t Exist In the cold, mountain village of Ravenshade, 15-year-old Noah Elwin had always followed the rules. He never wandered into the forest, never stayed out after dark, and never questioned why the old northern path was forbidden.
By Muhammad Hayat9 months ago in Fiction
Echoes of the Forgotten Sky
A lone figure stood at the edge of the abandoned district, watching the city breathe. The skyline pulsed with electric veins, each tower humming with power, yet beneath the surface, secrets festered. Kian had spent his life chasing echoes—memories of a world before the corporations carved the sky into shards of steel and glass. Tonight, he was closer than ever.
By Tyson : Elevate & Thrive9 months ago in Fiction
Tipu Sultan – The Tiger of Mysore
In the sultry heartlands of 18th-century southern India, when the sun beat down on the palm-lined rivers and British ambition stretched like a shadow across the subcontinent, there rose a king whose name would echo in both fear and reverence — Tipu Sultan, the Tiger of Mysore.
By Muhammad Sohail9 months ago in Fiction
Chapters Apart, Story Together
Rafi was a quiet, thoughtful boy from a small town where life moved slowly and predictably. His days were simple—waking up to the sound of his mother calling from the kitchen, rushing to school with half-eaten toast in hand, and returning to evenings filled with homework and dreams of something just beyond the town’s borders. He didn’t know it then, but his world was about to change the day Ayaan walked into their classroom. Ayaan was the new kid, transferred from a distant city. His hair curled at the edges, and his school bag still had tags from his previous school. The other students stared for a bit, then returned to their own lives. But something about Ayaan’s silence made Rafi pause. During the lunch break, while others played or talked, Rafi walked up to him and said, “Want to sit with me? I know it’s hard being new.” That small kindness sparked a friendship that would become the heart of Rafi’s growing years.
By Sabab Samin9 months ago in Fiction
The Lantern of Solara
Twelve-year-old Cael had never seen the sun. In the underground city of Brimhold, built in the hollow caverns beneath the shattered surface of the earth, light was rationed like bread. The nobles had golden glowglobes in every room. The rest—orphans like Cael—got flickers from broken lanterns and firestone scraps.
By Mir Ahmad Khan10 months ago in Fiction










