Psychological

Unspoken Reality. Content Warning.
As Martin stood over Diane, looking deep into her eyes, he remembered back all those months ago to the first time they met. It was a charity gala that his company was invited to attend and as she was the chief of police, she was there to represent the department. Martin had always had a problem with these events, because he felt most attendees missed the point and were only in it to advantage their career and reputation. That was why he was initially reluctant to approach Diane. If it were not for her flowing golden-coloured locks that caught the light of the hall the event took place in as she mingled with the guests, he might not have bothered.
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Fiction
The Mind Games
Chapter 1: The Whispering Shadows A chilling wind cut through the desolate streets, casting eerie shadows that danced on the old, crumbling buildings. Lucy, a psychiatrist known for her expertise in criminal psychology, had been called to examine a patient at the Brackenwood Asylum, a place known for housing the most disturbed minds.
By Safwa Elouizi2 years ago in Fiction
Reset Your Body Clock Or Leave! Part I
“Where is she?” Janis’ roommate Lily’s voice called out as she walked on the treadmill in Yani’s Gym down the block from their apartment.
By Annelise Lords 2 years ago in Fiction
Echoes of Eternity
There was nothing left to say. Years hung around her neck, heavy as an old mill stone. The kind of stone she had never seen. Yet she wore those years as a Queen might her crown. To say that one aged with dignity would be to compare them to her, and the comparison would be weak.
By Alexander McEvoy2 years ago in Fiction
"The Lighthouse of Dreams"
Once upon a time, in a quiet coastal town named Harbor's Haven, there stood an old, weather-beaten lighthouse at the edge of the world. This lighthouse was more than just a beacon of light to guide ships safely to shore; it was a symbol of hope, dreams, and second chances.
By PAPITHA P.R2 years ago in Fiction
Whispers of the Heart: A Dance Beyond Words
In the soft embrace of a golden-lit room, Emily and David stood locked in a gaze that spoke a language only they understood. The air crackled with anticipation, heavy with unspoken emotions. A silent dance unfolded, their souls entwining, revealing the intricate tapestry of their relationship's depths.
By Kageno Hoshino2 years ago in Fiction
The Massacre Tapes
It happened last year, or somewhere in the middle of last year. Our town witnessed the single greatest horror in the history of any town anywhere; I'm sure of it. It was first said to be an unknown phenomenon of some kind, and people were blaming it on a disease we didn't know existed yet. But it was far from it. Let me tell you what happened. Men, in their 20s, would start randomly being found dead doing perfectly normal things. There was one named Christopher—I forget his last name—who died whilst he was on his way to work. He didn't appear to have any cuts and bruises, no marks to the skin. Nothing happened to him that could've been inflicted by someone else. Everyone, at that time, just shrugged it off as a death of natural causes. But then, more things happened.
By Annie Kapur2 years ago in Fiction
Whispers of the Abyss
In the small, picturesque town of Havenwood, nestled deep in the heart of New England, life moved at a gentle, unhurried pace. The streets were lined with ancient oak trees, and the townsfolk went about their business with a contented sigh, as if the world outside held no secrets. Havenwood's quiet existence, however, was about to be shattered.
By Abdulrahman Mahmoud2 years ago in Fiction
Unspoken
Choking on words unspoken, they stood there in a staring contest. Not a childish one. No. One that only comes from having met a familiar stranger. The kind that makes you feel safe in the danger they bring to your life. You don’t remember who they are. Or rather, who they were. But you know their familiarity as soon as they’re near. Something all too clearly queer.
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Fiction
DEJA-VU
"Imagine this: you're going about your day, and all appears normal. Suddenly, you're hit with a wave of certainty that you've lived this moment before. The surroundings, the people, and the sequence of events feel incredibly familiar, almost as if you've predicted them. You're experiencing what's commonly known as deja vu.
By Sophia2 years ago in Fiction
Beyond science:
"Throughout our lives, many of us must navigate the profound experience of losing loved ones. Coping with this loss can be an incredibly challenging journey. During these trying times, even the slightest message or sign can offer a glimmer of solace, helping us come to terms with the painful ordeal. The question of an existence beyond death stands as one of those topics that sharply divide people. Some categorically deny it, while others entertain a different perspective, one that deviates from the conventional notions we're accustomed to hearing.
By Sophia2 years ago in Fiction
Elm Street Dreams
Maggie is lying down on her bed on a clear October night in the town of Springwood, Ohio. She just heard the news that her cousin Tommy was wounded by some madman at a highschool party in the town of Crystal Lake out in the middle of nowhere. Maggie is sitting up on her bed scrolling through the social media feed on her phone, anxious and uneasy. All she could think about was how she was supposed to be at that party and how it could have been her who was hurt. Maggie was also very concerned about her cousin and his friends. She was glad that all of them made it out of that situation alive, but rumor has it that others were not so lucky.
By Joe Patterson2 years ago in Fiction