Love
✨ The Boy Who Remembered a Life He Never Lived
At first, it felt like any ordinary dream — blurry, soft, melting away the moment I opened my eyes. But something was different. Something stayed with me. The color of the sky. The smell of roses. The faint sound of a girl laughing.
By Muhammad Kashif 2 months ago in Fiction
The Boy Who Spoke to Shadows. AI-Generated.
The Boy Who Spoke to Shadows Rayan was eight when he first noticed the extra shadow. It appeared on a quiet November night — the kind where the cold crept under doors, and the moon shone bright enough to make the whole room glow silver. He had woken from a dream he couldn’t remember, his heart beating too fast, his throat too dry.
By shakir hamid2 months ago in Fiction
The Library That Remembered Her. AI-Generated.
The Library That Remembered Her Arman had not planned to walk that way. He never did. The old district near the abandoned harbor was a place he avoided — every street carried the faint echo of her laughter. But that night, the wind felt oddly familiar, almost like someone was guiding him by the sleeve. Before he could realize where his feet were leading, he was standing in front of a building he had never seen before.
By shakir hamid2 months ago in Fiction
An Unexpected Encounter in the Jungle. AI-Generated.
The jungle was alive with the soft chorus of insects and the distant calls of hidden creatures. Morning sunlight filtered through the thick canopy, breaking into shimmering golden fragments that danced over the river. The water flowed gently, winding like a silver ribbon between the towering mountains that guarded it on both sides. It was a place untouched by roads or villages, a place where silence had a heartbeat of its own.
By Bilal Mohammadi2 months ago in Fiction
Autumn Feelings of a Lovestruck Girl. AI-Generated.
Autumn had always carried a certain magic for Mira, a seventeen-year-old girl who believed that every falling leaf whispered a secret. Some people listened to music to feel emotions; Mira listened to the wind brushing through branches, the quiet sigh of the trees, and the soft crunch of dry leaves under her steps. But this year, autumn felt different—warmer, deeper, and strangely heavier, as if her heart had discovered a new rhythm.
By Bilal Mohammadi2 months ago in Fiction
Moving On. Content Warning.
I feel like my world is on the verge of collapsing. My own husband, the man I pledged my life to, is cheating on me. I am standing outside a restaurant on the outskirts of town, watching Richard on a date with some blonde bimbo. As I continue watching them, I notice my husband does not seem completely present. I can’t help but wonder and hope he is at least feeling guilty for betraying me.
By Konstandina Batsakis2 months ago in Fiction
The Library Of My Mind
The library Of My Mind In my mind there was a library of memories, and that’s where my book of love was. Along with all my memories, stored on a shelf, in the back, covered in dust, broken. There were books scattered all around the room that was my mind, open to various things, fear, hate, horror and loneliness.
By Henry Watson2 months ago in Fiction
The Cafe
Short Story 1 – The Café There I was, a stranger in a strange place, no family, no friends, what was I to do. I had to leave my home, it had been destroyed by fire, I had lost everything, so I wandered through the countryside looking, searching, for what I did not know. I had money so that was not the problem, I purchased clothes and things I needed as I went, but still I was missing something, and I would keep wondering the countryside until I found it.
By Henry Watson2 months ago in Fiction
