Love

🌙 The Sorceress of Neelam Nagar
The Sorceress of Neelam Nagar – ) The shadows of night had not yet completely withdrawn. Above Neelam Nagar, the blue moon drifted between the clouds.
By New stAr writer 4 months ago in Fiction
Thermometer. Top Story - October 2025.
Three sharp pings alerted Emily that the oven had completed its preheating cycle. Donning two protective potholders, she inserted a large tray of muenster cheese-topped chicken breasts and an equally large tray of thoroughly seasoned Brussels sprouts. Two blood orange Le Creuset pots began to bubble on the stovetop, prompting the sous chef to slightly turn down the heat. With her left hand, Emily thoroughly folded the truffle-buttered mashed potatoes with a heart-shaped wooden spoon while her right hand unraveled the frozen slab of spinach with a three-pronged silver fork.
By Kale Sinclair4 months ago in Fiction
The Secret Life of Plants. AI-Generated.
Mina had always loved forests. As a child, she would wander for hours near her grandmother’s village in northern England, listening to the rustle of leaves and the chirping of birds, feeling as though the trees themselves were whispering secrets. But she never imagined that one day she would discover just how true that feeling was.
By Nusuki4 months ago in Fiction
The Last Voice Message from Her
I hadn’t touched her phone in months. It sat there on the nightstand, battery dead, like something sacred and forbidden. Sometimes I looked at it the way one looks at an artifact — a time capsule holding everything I couldn’t bear to face.
By Nyku Blondu4 months ago in Fiction
My Hearts Tune
In your eyes, a thousand sunsets shine, Each one a promise, forever mine. Your laughter dances on the air, A melody beyond compare.
By Tyler M McGuire4 months ago in Fiction
The Bench Under the Old Tree
Every evening at five, the park became a quiet world of its own. Children’s laughter faded into the distance, the air turned golden, and the shadows grew longer — soft, sleepy, kind.
By Charlotte Cooper4 months ago in Fiction
🌸 Fairy Girl, the Fairy of Fearless Light 🌸
In the heart of the Whispering Woods, where the trees hummed gentle lullabies and the flowers glowed softly under the moonlight, lived a tiny fairy with shimmering wings. Her name was Fairy Girl, and unlike the other fairies who fluttered quietly between petals and stayed hidden beneath the safe canopy, Fairy Girl sparkled with something different — a fearless light that shone from deep within.
By fairy girl4 months ago in Fiction
The Text I Never Sent
I almost texted you last night. It was 11:43 pm., and I was sitting in bed scrolling through old photos like I’d forgotten how much it would hurt. There we were—laughing in the kitchen, your hair a mess, me holding the camera too close. The kind of happiness that didn’t need a filter.
By Lena Vale4 months ago in Fiction
Korean Drama Fan?
It was 2022, a year that found me unexpectedly unemployed, with time stretching out before me and the creeping stress of uncertainty starting to set in. I was desperate for something to keep my mind engaged, motivated, and, most importantly, stress-free. That's when a dear friend recommended I dive into the vibrant world of Korean dramas. Little did I know, I was about to fall head over heels into a new obsession!
By Nabi-Bella4 months ago in Fiction
The Last Letter Home
The sound of the postman’s boots on the gravel was enough to send Clara’s heart racing every morning. It had been three months since James left for the front, and every letter that arrived carried the warmth of his presence, even across oceans and battlefields. She lived for the scratch of his handwriting, the way he always signed off with “All my love, always — James.”
By Asghar ali awan4 months ago in Fiction
The Girl Who Spoke to the Stars. AI-Generated.
In a small, quiet town that smelled of damp earth and lavender, there lived a girl who everyone simply called Fairy Girl. It wasn't because she was particularly ethereal or wore wings; it was because of her eyes. They were the colour of twilight, and when she looked at you, it felt as though she saw not just you, but the constellation of quiet wishes you carried deep inside.
By fairy girl4 months ago in Fiction
The last breathe of love
You never know what you have until it's gone. A statement of truth in this current moment. Because as I watched the yellow I missed the blue , as the clouds sunk I missed the way they so effortlessly swayed and wished I could dance with them one last time .
By Holly Griffiths4 months ago in Fiction