Love
The Love Curse
Some time ago, there was a youthful couple named Claire and Jack who were frantically enamored. They had met in school and had been indistinguishable from that point forward. They longed for a future together and were amped up for the existence they were building.
By Subash Sugumar3 years ago in Fiction
The Heart Collector
Quite a long time ago, there was a little town known for its quiet and agreeable lifestyle. Individuals lived together as one, and the powers of profound devotion and unwaveringness were held in high regard. In any case, the town was going to confront its most obscure days as an extraordinary element arose. This element, known as the Heart Authority, had the ability to gather the hearts of the people who had broken their commitments of affection.
By Subash Sugumar3 years ago in Fiction
A ghost who died in a train accident finds a connection with a railway worker who can see her
Eleanor was a young lady with a brilliant future in front of her. She had an energy for experience and travel, frequently taking the train to see new spots and meet new individuals. However, at some point, her process was stopped when her train wrecked in an unfortunate mishap, ending her existence with it.
By Subash Sugumar3 years ago in Fiction
A ghost who died in a gunfight finds peace with the help of a sheriff who can understand her experience
Quite a long time ago, in the dusty fields of the Wild West, there was a young lady named Rose. She was a known as the fastest shot in the area, and she carried on with an existence of experience and fervor. In any case, at some point, her karma ran out. She was trapped in the crossfire of a gunfight, and she kicked the bucket on the spot.
By Subash Sugumar3 years ago in Fiction
A ghost who died in a bombing finds comfort in a peace activist who can understand her pain
Quite a long time ago, there was a young lady named Sarah who was a harmony extremist. She was energetic about spreading affection and consideration on the planet and did everything possible to make it a superior spot. She would put together energizes and walks, giving addresses and spreading her message all over.
By Subash Sugumar3 years ago in Fiction
A ghost who died in a war finds solace in a military historian who can understand her experience
Quite a long time ago, there was a young lady named Elizabeth who lived in a humble community in Britain. She was a tactical history specialist and had an incredible energy for concentrating on war and the existences of troopers who battled for their country. She burned through the greater part of her days in the library, understanding books, and conversing with the neighborhood veterans who were ready to impart their encounters to her.
By Subash Sugumar3 years ago in Fiction
The Word
My memory is long. I remember my birth – the cries, the pain, the suffering, becoming aware of the world around me. I remember a man in a fancy headdress touching me with his cold hands, his eyes full of joy but his voice full of sadness. “Don’t cry,” – he said. – “No matter what happens, you must not cry. I forbid you to cry.” He stroked me gently for what seemed like an eternity and then added: “Because you now carry the weight of the world. I am so, so sorry.”
By Vadim Kagan3 years ago in Fiction
The Black Swordsman
The all-powerful swordsman of the world of Aincrad was a sight to behold. The flowing Cloak of Darkness complemented his raven-black hair; those piercing eyes which read every movement of his opponents even before they moved, were of the same shade - black. He was famously known as the ‘Black Swordsman’, for even his sword, named the Elucidator, was black.
By Shyam Anand3 years ago in Fiction
