Fable
Ghosted. Top Story - September 2025.
Tired from a long workday and late dinner with her teenage twins, Laura checked her Facebook account before bed. She was terrified that she almost forgot to wish her high school friend a happy birthday. Laura herself turned 45 several months earlier and was pleased to get all the FB Birthday wishes from so many people! She always tried to do the same for her friends. Thank God for Facebook reminders!
By Lana V Lynx4 months ago in Fiction
To the bitter end
And, with that, inexplicably to all but finally to some, the star closest to Earth began to fuel itself, going forth the way a vehicle pumps out the last of its gasoline before dying completely. And in doing so the star began to swell; slowly at first, so much so the few who witnessed this beginning deemed it an optical illusion. But they were as wrong as this day was short. It kept growing, as if consuming the sky itself with its orange glow, small canyons of blazing red now becoming visible to the burning naked eye. People ran inside but it was no use; they knew this, of course, but it just seemed better to do something when the Sun is about to devour you. Finally the forests and cities of the world began melting and lighting all at once, sealing the doom not just of civilization but of all sentient life within it…
By J.C. Traverse4 months ago in Fiction
The Prince of Secrets and the King of Silence
Rain tapped gently against the windows of the grand house, a soft rhythm that echoed through empty corridors. Inside, the atmosphere was tense yet carefully polished—polished silver teapots, polished marble floors, polished smiles that masked years of strain.
By Norul Rahman4 months ago in Fiction
The Silent Tea: A Father, A Son, and the Shadows Between
The evening air in London was heavy with drizzle, the kind that blurred car windows and softened the glow of streetlamps. At Clarence House, the gates creaked open to welcome two blacked-out vehicles. First came the monarch, frail but resolute, and moments later another—his estranged son, returning alone after nearly two years of absence. No trumpets, no cameras, only the quiet shuffle of footsteps across polished stone.
By Norul Rahman4 months ago in Fiction
The Duchess of Disguise: A Tale of Crowns, Promises, and Vanishing Keys
In a faraway kingdom—not bound by geography but by fame and glitter—there lived a woman who carried two names. To some, she was a dreamer who dared to break into the world’s grandest palace. To others, she was a question wrapped in velvet, polished until the light blinded anyone who looked too closely.
By Norul Rahman4 months ago in Fiction
The Duchess’s Hidden Shadow
Every kingdom builds myths about its chosen princesses. Some myths are polished by palace scribes, others whispered by villagers in candlelight. But sometimes, the most dangerous myths are those that the princess herself tries hardest to erase.
By Norul Rahman4 months ago in Fiction
