Mystery

The Forgotten Letter
I was always captivated by the old stories and secrets that whispered through the walls of our ancestral home in the quaint town of Willowbrook. It felt as if a piece of my identity was hidden within its weathered walls, waiting to be discovered. And one sunny afternoon, fate led me to the attic, where I stumbled upon a box that held the key to unraveling the mystery of my own existence.
By mimi3 years ago in Fiction
It All Started on a Saturday (Part 1)
*Any pictures of people are to give you an idea of what their respective characters look like. The Woman with Nature Colored Eyes
By Alexandria Stanwyck3 years ago in Fiction
Glass Onion: A Knives Out Mystery Review
"The best moments in 'Glass Onion: A Knives Out Mystery' are the ones that won't be covered in this review (and hopefully won't be spoiled before you watch the film). However, these moments are abundant and scattered throughout Rian Johnson's uproarious, albeit slightly inferior, sequel.
By RICHARD3 years ago in Fiction
The Vanishing Village
In a remote corner of the world, nestled deep within a dense forest, lies a forgotten village. Rumors and whispers circulate among nearby towns about the village's eerie aura, claiming that those who enter never return. The allure of this enigmatic place draws the attention of a young and adventurous journalist named Emma.
By Mateo Espinosa3 years ago in Fiction
THIN LINE
It was a warm Sunday evening in my apartment in Lagos, The buzzing sound of the fridge made me jump up from what seemed to be a nap, damn how long was I out I looked at the watch, no clue when I slept off. The strong smell of Barbecue was strongly filling my nostrils. I looked to my left my life was sleeping soundly as well besides me , I just realized there is smoke coming from the living room. Slipped into my flip flops and quickly rushed out to find out what the smoke was. 😳. It was me laying lifeless on the floor with what looked like a burnt cushion I could barely make out what was going on at the moment I was damn confused, stood there for a couple of minutes before it dawned on me I had some Jack Daniels before I slumped into the cushion where my body now layed with an empty bottle in what used to be my chest. I still couldn't move still trying to figure out what was going on, how did I in the center of the room burnt and everything else seemed to be untouched by the fire. As I stood there, frozen in disbelief, I tried to make sense of the surreal scene unfolding before me. The room was filled with an eerie silence, broken only by the crackling of the burnt cushion. I couldn't comprehend how I had ended up on the floor, lifeless, while the rest of the room remained untouched. Feeling a surge of panic, I desperately tried to move, but my body remained unresponsive. Fear coursed through me as I contemplated the possibility that this might not be a dream after all. My mind raced with questions, struggling to find a logical explanation for the inexplicable. Suddenly, a gentle breeze rustled through the room, caressing my face and dispersing the smoky haze. I felt a strange warmth emanating from within me, as if an invisible force was attempting to revive my lifeless body. Gradually, I regained control of my limbs and slowly rose to my feet, bewildered yet relieved. As I took a tentative step forward, the scene around me shifted. The burnt cushion transformed back into its original form, as if the fire had never consumed it. The air filled with the tantalizing aroma of the barbecue once again, as if beckoning me to embrace the familiarity of reality. Confusion still lingered within me, but I couldn't deny the sense of relief washing over me. Perhaps it had all been an incredibly vivid dream—a vivid dream that had somehow felt so achingly real. I shook my head, attempting to clear away the remnants of the disorienting experience. The next day was a Monday morning can't help but feel depressed I hate Mondays and the details of my dream last night still lingered at the back of my mind which has wierdly been in repeat ever since I woke up. Just concluded the days work and my wife asked me to pick up some groceries on my way back home I decided to stop and get some alcohol to ease off this wierd depressing feeling, my mum's been calling all day our relationship is not really that solid so I barely talk to her I wonder what she wants (I ll call her back when I am settled back at home). Got home dropped the groceries and decided to relax before I changed out of my suit, plugged my phone and opened the alcohol I bought, sat on my favourite two piece couch and plugged my phone and took a sip and the another and some more and slept off there with my phone laying face flat on my chest connected to the socket and next thing.. Jumped up to the sound of the fridge buzzing beside my wife but this time wearing my special white pyjamas my wife bought for me as our wedding anniversary present. Awe (that smell again) this time very real and hitting my nostrils strongly..
By Abdullahi Aliyu3 years ago in Fiction
The Vanishing Necklace
Amelia Fairweather's heart fluttered with a mix of anticipation and nostalgia as she stood before the familiar gates of Willowbrook. The scent of blooming roses wafted through the air, welcoming her back to the town she had once called home. It had been years since she left to pursue her studies in criminology, but her yearning for the tight-knit community and the mysteries that lay hidden within its charming façade had never waned.
By Serah Crimson3 years ago in Fiction
Eternal Tides
in a small coastal town named Willow Bay, there lived a young woman named Emma. Emma was known for her kind heart and gentle spirit, but her eyes held a hint of sadness. She had experienced heartbreak in the past, leaving her wary of love. Yet, deep down, she remained hopeful that one day she would find true happiness.
By Jakub 3 years ago in Fiction
The Shadows'
A notorious crew assembled for the ultimate heist. They were known as "The Shadows" for their unmatched stealth and precision. Their target was the prestigious Museum of Legends, home to a priceless artifact—the Heart of Eternity. Under the cover of darkness, the team infiltrated the museum, each member executing their role flawlessly. The hacker bypassed the security systems with finesse, while the acrobat maneuvered through laser beams like a ghost. The locksmith unlocked the impenetrable vault. But just as they were about to seize their prize, an unforeseen obstacle arose. The head curator, an eccentric collector with a sixth sense for danger, appeared from the shadows.
By Deon Burton3 years ago in Fiction
Map of the Phoenix's Lightening
Once upon a time, in a forgotten land of ancient mysteries and untamed wonders, there was a renowned cartographer named Elara. She possessed an insatiable passion for maps and sought to chart uncharted territories, searching for hidden treasures and secrets. Her heart yearned for adventure, and she dreamed of creating a map that would guide others towards unimaginable discoveries.
By Deon Burton3 years ago in Fiction
Even Steven
It quickly dawned on Steven that he had been double crossed. It should have been the last job of his criminal career; he was ready to throw in the towel.
By Lamar Wiggins3 years ago in Fiction
Writing Dialogue
Once upon a time, in a world where words danced on the page and conversations wove tales of human connection, there was a writer named Emily. She possessed a deep appreciation for the art of writing dialogue, understanding its ability to breathe life into characters and create immersive storytelling experiences. Eager to explore the nuances of dialogue, Emily embarked on a literary adventure to unravel the secrets of crafting authentic and engaging conversations.
By YoungCreate TV3 years ago in Fiction
Lost in Curiosity: A Girl's Adventure in a Curious World
Lily found herself standing before an ancient library—a place known as the Forgotten Archives. Its towering shelves stretched as far as the eye could see, laden with countless volumes of forgotten knowledge and untold stories.
By Vidya Vijayan3 years ago in Fiction