Love

Journey of a lost sock
I was enjoying being together with my partner from the day I was born, talking and flirting as always, when suddenly, we got hurled to a white basket.
By Prasha4 months ago in Fiction
💌 The Letter I Never Sent
The envelope was yellowed with time, its edges curled as though it had been holding its breath for years. Maya found it buried under old notebooks while cleaning her drawer one rainy afternoon. The handwriting on the front stopped her cold—her own, shaky and uneven, scrawled when she was sixteen.
By Aminullah4 months ago in Fiction
Sanam Khana-e-Khayal (The Temple of Imagination)
🌹 The Temple of Imagination Beginning In the dim light of dusk, a young man sat lost in a world of thoughts. Outside the window, the branches of trees swayed with the wind, as if sharing in the restlessness of his heart. His name was Arsalan. From childhood, he had been quiet, a man of a different temperament. Unlike others, the noise, games, and clamor of the world never appealed to him. His joy was always found in solitude, in books, and in poetry.
By New stAr writer 4 months ago in Fiction
The Forest of the Forgotten
Ellie woke to the sound of gentle rain pattering against Amnity's cottage windows, a soft rhythm that felt like Nova welcoming her back to consciousness. She was still wearing her festival dress from the night before, though someone—Amnity—had draped a quilt over her where she'd fallen asleep on the small couch.
By Parsley Rose 4 months ago in Fiction
Fragments from the Veil —Chapter 1
I parked but left the car running. It was late summer, and it was still hot outside, even though it was late in the afternoon. I didn't want to become overheated — much less sweat — while I tidied up myself last minute. I had not seen Kristen in eight months, and I didn’t know if I would see her again after tonight, so I wanted to make a good impression.
By Marcellus Grey4 months ago in Fiction
Moon Between Us
It’s midnight again. The kind of midnight that’s not just dark—but quiet in a way that presses against your chest. The kind where thoughts echo louder than any sound, and memories feel like they’re sitting beside you, whispering everything you’re trying not to think about.
By fazalhaq4 months ago in Fiction
The AI Oracle of Truth
The Chamber of Veritas was the quietest place on Earth. It had to be. Noise—emotional, informational, or auditory—could cloud the purity of the answer. People called the entity at its center the Oracle. It was an AI, built not for efficiency or automation, but for a single purpose: to discern and deliver objective, verifiable truth.
By Habibullah4 months ago in Fiction
The Forest of the Forgotten
The Great Meadow transformed as the sun set, blooming into something magical under the light of Nova's full moon. Dozens of vendors had spread their wares along winding paths marked by glowing crystal lanterns, creating a maze of wonder that drew visitors deeper into the celebration. The air hummed with laughter, music, and the gentle chime of wind bells hanging from every stall.
By Parsley Rose 4 months ago in Fiction
The Stranger
The Stranger No sun for him but memories, no ground beneath his feet but nostalgia. He gazes through the windows of absence, at a homeland once called "home."
By Mohammed faqya 4 months ago in Fiction
A Cruise for Only Two
The private party felt like it was running on its own rules. Soft lights, music low enough to feel secret, drinks passed around without anyone counting. Danny had found it by mistake, following the wrong hallway and catching a glimpse of a door that never should have been open. James was already inside, leaning against the bar like he owned the place. He had been on ships like this for years, knew the tricks, the hidden corners. Danny was wide-eyed, clutching his first drink like it might anchor him.
By Joey Raines4 months ago in Fiction
Beneath the Crimson Sky
The rain fell like shards of glass across the scarred battlefield, turning the soil to mud and the air to a cold, choking mist. Captain Elara Voss of the northern army crouched behind a broken wall, her chest heaving as she scanned the field. Across the no-man’s land, a familiar silhouette moved with deadly precision. Her heart lurched—not in fear, but in recognition.
By Hasnainkhalid4 months ago in Fiction
The Unexpected Encounter (Part 1)
In the cloudy night rain fell in thin, silver streaks against the window of Emma’s small apartment, blurring the city lights outside into a smeared watercolor painting. She sat curled up on the couch, a blanket draped over her shoulders, though it did little to ease the cold that seemed to seep from her chest.
By RAMA RYZ 4 months ago in Fiction