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“From Rivalry to Romance”
Ayan Khan had always been the pride of his college’s cricket team — confident, sharp, and a born leader. His name echoed in corridors not just for his sportsmanship, but also for his razor-sharp wit and charm. Professors liked him, juniors admired him, and most of the campus secretly wished to be in his circle.
By Aman Ullah6 months ago in Fiction
The House That Waited
The House That Waited It had been thirty years since Evelyn had last stepped foot on the porch of the house on Windmere Lane. The gravel crunched beneath her boots the same way it had when she was nine years old, clutching her father’s hand as they left in the dead of night. She’d always believed the memory was distorted by fear and sleep, but now, as her fingers brushed the flaking paint of the porch railing, she realized—some memories didn’t fade. They only waited.
By waseem khan6 months ago in Fiction
Nvidia is Now Worth More Than… Well, Basically Everyone Else
In the world of finance and technology, there are rare moments that make jaws drop. Apple hitting a $1 trillion valuation in 2018 was one. Microsoft overtaking Apple in 2021 was another. But nothing — and I mean nothing — quite compares to what Nvidia has pulled off in 2025.
By lony banza6 months ago in Fiction
Atlas
Gravity pulls harder now, even this close to the top of the world. People carrying their weight in goods and luggage pass Tashi like they’re carrying nothing at all. He breaks down and stops wherever the trail widens, stares down the crumbling flanks of the mountain until the perspective makes him sick. Easy. It would be so easy. But Tashi stays put—if he steps over, that’s it. No going back. Dad will never know what happened, Nima might never know where he went, and Tashi will never know whether she missed him at all.
By Rosie Ford 6 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 Malik6 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 Malik6 months ago in Fiction
Wings of Joy
In a meadow kissed by golden sunlight, nestled between whispering trees and a winding stream, lived a butterfly named Zara. She wasn't just any butterfly — her wings shimmered with the colors of sunrise and sunset, with flecks of silver and blue that sparkled when she flew. But it wasn’t just her beauty that made her special. Zara was known across the valley for something even more wonderful — she loved playing with flowers, all the time, every day.
By Fazal Malik6 months ago in Fiction
Wings of Kindness
Once upon a time, in a lush green forest nestled between tall mountains and flowing rivers, there lived a tiny ant named Aroo. Aroo was small even by ant standards, but his heart was full of curiosity and kindness. He spent his days collecting food, exploring tree roots, and greeting all the creatures he met along the way.
By Fazal Malik6 months ago in Fiction
The Royal Legacy of King Barkley
Once upon a time, in a faraway realm hidden beyond icy mountains and ancient forests, there reigned a noble king unlike any the world had seen. His name was King Barkley, a Golden Retriever of majestic stature and unmatched wisdom. With his gleaming golden coat, kind eyes, and a crown that shimmered in the sunlight, King Barkley ruled the Canine Kingdom of Arvendale, a land where dogs of all breeds lived in peace, honor, and unity.
By Fazal Malik6 months ago in Fiction
Love in a Library Aisle
The city of Prague had always been a haven for dreamers and thinkers. Its narrow cobbled streets and ancient buildings whispered stories from centuries past. But for Emma, a 29-year-old translator, the city’s charm often felt distant and muted. She found solace only in the old city library — a grand building with high ceilings and walls lined from floor to ceiling with books that smelled of history and secrets.
By Aman Ullah6 months ago in Fiction
