Fable

orbit of the forgotten
Somewhere, far beyond Earth’s sun, lies a planet untouched by time. It circles a soft lavender star in the quiet solitude of the sixth spiral arm of a forgotten galaxy. The planet has no name spoken aloud, though the winds that ripple its endless fields whisper a word older than memory: Elserin.
By E. hasan9 months ago in Fiction
And It All Falls Down
“Ain’t no better lumberjack in all the Northwoods than Ole Dick!” The bar man at Musky Jacks always said, and Dick always laughed without a hint of disagreement.
By Matthew J. Fromm9 months ago in Fiction
A clever servant
A certain gentleman had a very clever servant named Bhojohori. One day, Bhojohori saw his master rushing anxiously toward home. He asked, “Babu, where are you going?”
By Alomgir Hossain9 months ago in Fiction
The Wallet in the Park
It was the kind of morning that whispered secrets to the trees. Golden sunlight filtered through the canopy of Everbrook Park, and the air smelled like fresh-cut grass. Thirteen-year-old Ravi wandered down the path, dragging his feet, a little bored and a lot curious. School was closed for the day. His friends were out of town, his parents were working, and worst of all—his phone was dead.
By Ahmad Malik9 months ago in Fiction
The Honest Woodcutter — A Moral Story About Integrity
In a quiet village nestled at the edge of a vast forest, lived a poor woodcutter named Harun. Each day before sunrise, he ventured into the forest, his worn axe resting on his shoulder and hope in his heart. Life wasn’t easy—his hands were blistered, his clothes faded, and his earnings barely enough to care for his ailing mother. But Harun had something rare: he was honest to the core.
By Ahmad Malik9 months ago in Fiction
Petals of the Storm. AI-Generated.
Petals of the Storm Rain lashed against the windowpane of the tiny apartment as Mira sat curled up on the edge of her couch, the mug of untouched tea cooling in her hands. Outside, the world blurred with grey; inside, her mind echoed with silence—dense, aching, and raw.
By The Last Love9 months ago in Fiction
The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn
1. Introduction: Huck's Life in St. Petersburg Set in the 1840s in the fictional town of St. Petersburg, Missouri, the novel follows Huckleberry "Huck" Finn, a young boy recently adopted by the Widow Douglas and her sister, Miss Watson. They aim to “sivilize” him—teaching manners, religion, and schooling. However, Huck struggles under their rules. He prefers a simple, free-spirited life outdoors, fishing, and playing. His discomfort deepens with the return of his father, Pap Finn, a violent drunkard who only wants Huck's money, which he had found in a previous adventure.
By khan9 months ago in Fiction
"The Healer’s Burden: Faith, Legacy, and the Weight of Divine Gifts"
The Healer understood her gift far better than the Apprentice ever could. To be *Blessed* was not about skill or effort—it was simply *being*, carrying a selfless faith so profound that it shaped the world without intent. Though she healed with her hands, sometimes the Divine intervened, mending what mortal ability could not.
By Nasir Khan9 months ago in Fiction
He Loved Me Before I Loved Myself
He Loved Me Before I Loved Myself By Lila Hart The first time he saw me, I was breaking. Not in the dramatic way that people sometimes imagine, but quietly—like a book left out in the rain, pages warping, spine softening, still whole, but no longer the same.
By Lila Hart9 months ago in Fiction
Whispers of the Hidden Past
Clara Bennett was the walking definition of “average high school student”—not a queen bee, not a total outcast, but wobbling somewhere in that weird middle lane. She tiptoed her way through Ridgewood High, half-glued to her grades, half-terrified of accidentally bumping into someone popular. Honestly? The highlight of her week was splitting fries with friends at that run-down café after class. But deep down, she wanted more. Not just “new nail polish” more, but the kind of “risk your neck, change your story” more.
By Cotheeka Srijon9 months ago in Fiction
The Echoes of Time
Martin Wells’ study looked like a bomb went off. Stacks of old physics journals and coffee-stained blueprints tumbled around him, all bathed in the sort of weak lamplight that makes everything feel faintly haunted. He sat there, jittery as hell, about to flip on his time machine. Imagine that: a lifetime tinkering with equations, chasing the wildest idea—then suddenly you’re sittin’ right on the edge of it. Just another Tuesday? Not even close.
By Cotheeka Srijon9 months ago in Fiction
The Quest for Eldoria
Right smack in the thickest tangle of the Wildwood—seriously, the kind of place where the trees don’t just stand, they stare you down—there was this wolf, Kael. Dude rocked a coat blacker than a taxicab in midnight Manhattan, and those eyes? All amber and mysterious, picking up the weirdest glints from the strangest shadows. Most wolves stick with their squad, all cuddled up, chasing rabbits, whatever. Not Kael. Nah, legends chased him harder than he chased dinner. One legend—the shiniest, juiciest one—kept gnawing at his head: Eldoria. The lost city of gold. Basically, mythic bling hidden under some mountain, if you believe the bar talk.
By Cotheeka Srijon9 months ago in Fiction