Mystery
Passionate Love
My name is Javier El Guapo, and I thought I was the most passionate lover on Earth. I’m muscular, have long flowing hair, ride horses and seduced many women. And a few men. I have never been satisfied in a relationship because nobody has ever been able to match my passion. It was last Tuesday. I met a woman María La Perra Hermosa. We made wild love. I fell in love with her instantly. We had such great chemistry together. We went camping and made s’mores, the late night passion was genuinely amazing. Finally, someone who was made for me.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
Secrets of Willowbrook Manor
In the quaint town of Willowbrook, nestled deep within the mist-shrouded forests, a mysterious occurrence unfolded. The townsfolk had always spoken in hushed whispers about the old mansion that stood at the edge of town, its dilapidated exterior concealing untold secrets within.
By radz quilingan3 years ago in Fiction
The Enchanted Word Hunt
Once upon a time, in a quaint little town called Ever wood, there lived a young girl named Lily. She had an insatiable appetite for adventure and a remarkable love for words. Her favorite pastime was solving word puzzles, and she was known throughout the town as the Word Hunt prodigy.
By Nitin Gabhe3 years ago in Fiction
The Mysterious Death of King Tutankhamun
In the world of archaeology, few discoveries have captured the public's imagination quite like the discovery of King Tutankhamun's tomb in 1922. The young pharaoh's life and reign had been largely forgotten by history until British archaeologist Howard Carter uncovered his tomb in the Valley of the Kings. However, the discovery was not without controversy - the supposed "curse" of the pharaohs quickly became a popular theory to explain the deaths and misfortunes that seemed to follow those involved in the excavation. But what really happened to King Tutankhamun, and was his death truly the result of a curse?
By Sagar Karn3 years ago in Fiction
The Death of the Boy King
[Bedtime] I think today is the day I die. So the son of Henry the Eighth will never grow up, yet I'm happy to die, already tiring so old with this Crown too heavy. I'm fifteen already neither speaking like a child nor thinking like a child not me: I can write and discourse in five languages am awfully good in maths and an expert in political economics. They say that I am Sick, but I fear that I am olding already hair falling skin peeling vomitting phlegm and Blood:
By Rob Angeli3 years ago in Fiction
Space Exploration Unveiled
Space, the final frontier, has captivated the human imagination for centuries. Through the remarkable endeavor of space exploration, we have embarked on a journey to unravel the mysteries of the universe. In this article, we will delve into the important parts of space exploration and highlight the remarkable discoveries and advancements made in our quest to understand the cosmos.
By Kenneth Argüello3 years ago in Fiction







