Love

The book of all (of my) knowledge
They told me the sky was shimmering with golden hues. They told me the earth was shaken. I stood firm, holding my cup of tea, this beautiful quail-printed ceramic mug I keep from my youth, from the radiant age of 15.
By Maya Or Tzur2 months ago in Fiction
Someday BEGINs Today - Part 4. Top Story - November 2025.
The rest of the sunset blended with gorgeous hues of warm red and orange. Waves gently rolled in, caressing the sand. The scene was mesmerizing.
By Rowan Finley 3 months ago in Fiction
Whispers Beneath the Moonlight. AI-Generated.
The night was calm, wrapped in the gentle hush of a world half asleep. Silver light flowed over the lake, spreading across its surface like a whispered secret. The moon hung low, bright and patient, as if it knew it was about to witness something sacred.
By Wahdat Rauf3 months ago in Fiction
Coffee, Leaves, and Wagging Tails
Most mornings, he grabbed his cup of coffee and disappeared into his office for another morning of clacking away while listening to the podcast fitting the moment.
By Matthew J. Fromm3 months ago in Fiction
The Child Who Spoke to the Moon Every Night
Every night, after the world had gone quiet and the house was asleep, Elara would climb onto the old chair by her window. She would press her forehead against the cool glass and look up. Her friend was always there.
By Habibullah3 months ago in Fiction
The Last Letter
The first time Aira saw him, he was standing under an old oak tree in the university courtyard, drawing how the sunlight moved through the leaves.
By Miss Maryam3 months ago in Fiction
A Pond full of Lilly
10-43 https://open.spotify.com/track/2buMhH0G437UoNzRpZGIKk?si=00f76d9a05d94481 There are no lies in eyes. Hers were deep, dark, shyly whispering between the harsh breaths and stifled moans of the weekend.
By Mark R. Cieslak3 months ago in Fiction
Two Steps: One Moment, One Mistake, and a Lifetime of Lessons
Love, pride, and a single moment of misunderstanding — sometimes, that’s all it takes to change a life forever. Two Steps by Ahmad Nadeem Qasmi is a heart-touching tale that explores the delicate threads of human relationships, showing how one small mistake can ripple across a lifetime. With vivid characters and deeply relatable emotions, this story reminds us that love, empathy, and humility are the pillars of meaningful connections. Every choice, every word, and every silence matters, and Qasmi captures these subtle truths in a way that leaves readers both moved and reflective.
By hamad khan3 months ago in Fiction
The Moon and the Burning Forest
The world was ending in orange and ash. The ancient forest of Elmswood, a kingdom of oak and pine that had stood for a thousand years, was screaming. A careless spark from a forgotten campfire had become a ravenous beast, consuming everything in its path. The air was a solid, hot wall of smoke, and the roar of the flames was the only sound, a hungry, relentless god.
By Habibullah3 months ago in Fiction
The Clockmaker’s Gift
In Ravelle, time had a slower pace. The streets between the stone houses were meandering like the ribbon streets and every evening, in the air, the smell of bread from the old bakery and the faint scent of rain. At the very center of the town was to be found a little shop with a faded sign reading:
By Nusuki3 months ago in Fiction
Echoes of the Soul: Urdu Stories That Awaken the Heart
Urdu literature is a garden of emotions — filled with fragrance, sorrow, love, and reflection. Every story carries a heartbeat, a hidden lesson, and a whisper from the soul. These timeless tales are not just about characters; they are about life itself — about forgiveness, honesty, sacrifice, and kindness. They awaken something deep within us and remind us that to be human is to feel, to care, and to grow.
By hamad khan3 months ago in Fiction
The Last Dream Seller
In a town where night had lost its magic and the streets were silent, a peculiar shop stood between an old bakery and a shuttered bookstore. Its windows were misted with silver dust, and the faded sign read: Dreams for Sale. Most of the townsfolk passed by without a second glance, thinking it abandoned. But inside, under the dim glow of lanterns, a man worked quietly, arranging tiny glass bottles filled with sparkling mist.
By Muhammad Kashif 3 months ago in Fiction