Mystery
Lost and Found: A Locket's Journey Through Time
In the bustling heart of the city, I, a solitary silver locket, found myself nestled within the bustling pocket of a hurried commuter. For years, I had adorned the neck of Sarah, a young artist who treasured the memories captured within my gleaming embrace. However, fate decided to part us during the morning rush, sending me on an unexpected odyssey.
By Lúcio Ambrósio2 years ago in Fiction
Blood for Blood. Top Story - January 2024. Content Warning.
Looking out onto the waters from his canoe, Taima sighed, waiting for his adversary to surface. "You'll need this," Nitis handed Taima a bow. "It's the only thing powerful enough to damage it. Conventional weaponry's futile."
By Thavien Yliaster2 years ago in Fiction
The Enigmatic Odyssey:Unveiling the Cryptic Conundrum"
Embarking on a mysterious journey, where shadows intertwine with the unknown and secrets linger like whispers in the wind, are tales so captivating that they defy logical explanation. These stories plunge audacious souls into realms where reality and fantasy meld into an intricate tapestry of the inexplicable.
By Pugazhenthi D2 years ago in Fiction
Redemption Of Drowning Chapter 3
Redemption Of Drowning Chapter 3 By : Mariann Carroll, Jason Ray Morton, Dharrsheena Raja Segarran and Melissa Ingoldsby Teresa couldn't fall asleep. She kept having second thoughts about calling her cousin, Jonathan. She sure didn't miss Danny.
By Mariann Carroll2 years ago in Fiction
The Odyssey of a Failed to remember Umbrella
In the clamoring city of City, where individuals speedily wind through packed roads and high rises kissed the mists, a genuine umbrella ended up on a startling excursion. Deserted at a bus station after an unexpected deluge, it turned into a quiet onlooker of the city's complexities from its inconspicuous roost.
By Manjit@6400..2 years ago in Fiction
The Doll Collector
Roselyn ambled up the cement steps of the 1890s brick building and lifted the knocker on the thick, wood door. Tap, tap, tap, echoed through the halls of the interior, once a judgment place for the guilty, and their innocent victims, now a grand home.
By Gigi Gibson2 years ago in Fiction







