Psychological

🎲 When Luck Was Randomly Redistributed. AI-Generated.
📌 Introduction: What If Luck Was a System—and It Crashed? One Monday morning, a global alert appeared on every screen:
By Ahmet Kıvanç Demirkıran11 months ago in Fiction
🎒 The Day Everyone Was Assigned a Random Life to Live. AI-Generated.
📌 What If You Had to Live a Random Life—Every Day? One morning, a message appeared on every phone, billboard, and cereal box:
By Ahmet Kıvanç Demirkıran11 months ago in Fiction
The Final Frequency: When the Radio Calls Your Name:
In the quiet town of Hollow’s End, where the only excitement after sundown is the flicker of neon signs and the occasional raccoon raid, Nightfall Radio reigns supreme. Hosted by the velvet-voiced DJ Silas Crowe, the show is a nightly ritual—a mix of melancholic jazz, conspiracy theories, and call-in stories from listeners. But lately, the airwaves have turned sinister. A strange pattern emerges: a name whispered between tracks, a burst of ear-splitting static, and then… silence. Not just on the radio, but in the world. Because whoever hears their name vanishes.
By Sanchita Chatterjee11 months ago in Fiction
"The Keeper of the Flame"
"The Keeper of the Flame" Ancient Rome, between 27 BC and 14 AD, under the rule of Emperor Augustus. Plot Synopsis:
By Rajoan Islam11 months ago in Fiction
A Study In Crimson . Content Warning.
The bar glowed like oil on canvas, amber lights smearing across glassware, shadows painted in soft strokes. He watched her over the rim of his drink, cataloging every detail.
By Sandor Szabo11 months ago in Fiction
Route 96. First Place in 500 Word Shockwave Challenge. Top Story - March 2025.
"It's mighty nice of you to show me the quickest way back to the main road... My car quit on me today... Not sure what broke on that piece of junk... What did you say your name was?"
By Lamar Wiggins11 months ago in Fiction
A Mother’s Suggestion . Top Story - March 2025.
I thought I was prepared, but until your seventeen-year-old kid, all six feet two of him, walks in, covered in someone’s blood, you don’t know. At first, you’re just grateful it’s not his, having examined him head to toe for any scratches or wounds, any parting gifts other than the quickly drying blood. I looked for that joyful light in Mike’s eyes, the one that kept me fighting all these years. Dull, like someone had covered it up. Shoulders hunched and skin stained brown, he seemed more like a rusted-out car on the side of the road, abandoned. But I’d never do that.
By Sean A.11 months ago in Fiction
Morning Meltdown ☕🌀
Jake's alarm rang at 6:00 AM like always. The same loud beeping sound that made him question life every morning. He hit snooze. Once. Twice. Five times. Eventually, he rolled out of bed and landed on the floor with a thud.
By Daisuke Kurogane11 months ago in Fiction
Tiny Savior. Content Warning.
Jenna staggered out of her apartment, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Her hands trembled with leftover adrenaline from another fight—another wasted year on someone who had turned love into war. She couldn’t take it anymore.
By Zen Phenomenon 11 months ago in Fiction
Nouvelles Vagues 3
Martin closed the door behind him, his heart light and his mind at ease. He didn't lock the door - there was no need to. This was the last time. He was leaving. He was finally going to join the love of his life, far, far away. This next trip would be his last.
By Gregory Pierre11 months ago in Fiction
Inspirational Short Stories – Motivational Stories
The first motivational story is about the clever work of a merchant's daughter in a small town in Italy a hundred years ago. An old merchant borrowed some money from a bloodsucking moneylender of the town for his business. But due to several consecutive losses and the moneylender's interest money was coming out at a compounding rate, it became difficult for the merchant to repay the money. He could not repay the money on time. At that time, the moneylender said that he would forgive all the debts on one condition, if the merchant married his daughter to the moneylender.
By Tusher Enam11 months ago in Fiction
Silent Love
It all started on the day when you could solve the problem that I couldn’t, at that moment the world felt to turn around slowly not like it used to, so slowly that I didn’t know what to say and do and every time I saw you I saw lots of flower falls around you and the sun gave it lights upon you like a spotlight that shines the main characters in the theater. Each time I see you in the class, I often wonder what she is reading, if she likes historical or drama novels as I do, and if she imagines herself slipping between the pages that she reads. But I never asked.
By RAMA RYZ 11 months ago in Fiction