Love
Beauty of Ares
The first sign that things were not going well was when Lisbet’s mother asked her to go through her clothes to clear some space in her closet. Lisbet had not thought anything of it. Dutifully, she went through her dresses and made a pile of the ones that didn’t really fit her, were likely to malfunction, were less-than-ideal gifts, and weren’t that flattering to begin with. She thought there was something magical on the horizon, like a vacation or a project that would require her to get new clothes and that was the reason she needed more closet space.
By Stephanie Van Orman5 days ago in Fiction
Instincts of Survival. AI-Generated.
The mountain air was thinner than Lina remembered. Each breath burned her lungs as she climbed higher along the narrow trail, her boots scraping against loose stones. Pine trees surrounded her like silent guards, their tall shadows stretching across the rocky ground. She had come alone to clear her mind, believing the mountains were safer than the noise of the world below.
By Bilal Mohammadi5 days ago in Fiction
My Last Letter to Him 💌
Dear , How are you? 🍀 I’m not sure if I will ever send you this letter. In many ways, life has already answered that for me. Distance has done what words could not. You are far away now, and I never truly had the chance to say goodbye the way I wanted to.
By Harsh Chaudhari 🌸5 days ago in Fiction
The Silent War the World Is Already Fighting
The Silent War the World Is Already Fighting When people think about war, they imagine soldiers, tanks, and explosions. But today, some of the most dangerous battles are happening quietly—without gunfire, without borders, and often without the public even noticing. This is the age of cyber warfare, and it has already changed how nations compete for power.
By Wings of Time 5 days ago in Fiction
If You Love Me, You'll Do It. Top Story - January 2026.
I met Jason when I was five years old. I could say that I loved him from the moment I saw him. He was so handsome to me and I felt in awe by his presence. When they introduced him as the new kid in school, I wanted to be his friend right away. I remember it like it was yesterday. I remember his smile and how he didn't seem shy. He appeared confident and ready to learn. I waved at him and said "hello," before anyone else could even say a word. He sat next to me, and I asked him if he wanted to be friends. He looked so happy as he said, "Yes!"
By Sidney Smith (Sid Smith)5 days ago in Fiction
The Woman and the Four Wolves. AI-Generated.
At the edge of a vast wilderness, where the forest met the mountains and the air carried the scent of pine and cold earth, lived a woman named Arelia. Few people knew of her existence, and even fewer had ever seen her. Those who traveled near the forest spoke of silence, glowing eyes between trees, and a woman who walked without fear.
By Bilal Mohammadi6 days ago in Fiction
The Girl Who Lived in the Forest. AI-Generated.
Deep beyond the last stone houses of the valley, there was a wide, quiet forest where sunlight moved gently through the leaves and the wind spoke in soft whispers. In that forest lived a young girl named Elina. She had lived there for as long as she could remember, in a small wooden cabin built beside a clear stream. While others found the forest frightening, Elina called it home.
By Bilal Mohammadi6 days ago in Fiction
THE REMARKABLE CASE OF DAVIDSON'S EYES
I. — The transitory mental aberration of Sidney Davidson, remarkable enough in itself, is still more remarkable if Wade's explanation is to be credited. It sets one dreaming of the oddest possibilities of intercommunication in the future, of spending
By Faisal Khan6 days ago in Fiction
