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"The Future of Economy and Investment in a Rapidly Changing World"
🌐 The future of economics and investment in a rapidly changing world In this era of rapid technological advancements, shifting political alliances, and growing awareness of sustainable development, the global economy is undergoing an unprecedented transformation. Understanding this economic trajectory — and investing strategically — is more important than ever for individuals, businesses, and governments.
By Amdadul Haq Sardar9 months ago in Fiction
The Town That Fell Asleep
In the heart of a forgotten valley—tucked away where GPS signals fade and no cell tower dares to reach—there lies a town called Somnera. From the outside, it looks like any other small town. Rows of timeworn red-brick houses line its narrow roads. A single church steeple watches over the town square. The air always seems to carry the scent of chimney smoke and pine. It’s quiet, unremarkable. Almost too quiet.
By Rieus Brad9 months ago in Fiction
The Day I Chose Myself 💔
Anaya wasn’t looking for forever. She wasn’t the kind of girl who dreamed about big weddings or fairy-tale romances. All she ever wanted was something real. Honest love. Soft conversations. The kind of bond that felt like home.
By Elowen Ray 9 months ago in Fiction
Beneath the Final Truth
The old farmhouse at the edge of Wren Hollow had always been a place of silence—thick, almost sacred silence. After her father’s funeral, Mara hadn’t expected to return. But a letter, found beneath a floorboard in his study, had changed everything.
By ABDU LLAH9 months ago in Fiction
FULGORN
PROLOGUE The Canticle of Light -As told by the Triarch High Creed Before the first spark, there was only the Void—empty and still. Yet within that stillness stirred three primordial desires: to know, to be, and to shape.
By E.K.Mwaura9 months ago in Fiction
Everyone Says I’m Emily. I’m Not.
I opened my eyes to a stranger calling me by the wrong name — and the terrifying part? Everyone believed her. “Emily, finally. You’re awake.” The woman beside my bed smiled as if she'd known me her whole life. Her hand gently brushed my hair. I flinched.
By Wilfred9 months ago in Fiction
Echoes of the Brave
The wind whispered through the pines, stirring the mist that clung to the mountain’s edge. Seventeen-year-old Lira stood alone on the cliffside, staring into the vastness below. Somewhere in that silent, sweeping valley lay the answers she had come for—but more than that, a version of herself she hadn’t yet met.
By k zarmal9 months ago in Fiction
Fallout - Chapter 4
The sun hadn’t even crept over the horizon, but the base was already alive with the low hum of movement. I clipped my weapon to my hip, scanning the yard as I moved through my morning drills. Every step was muscle memory – march, check, reload, repeat. No room for distraction.
By Delaney Allen9 months ago in Fiction
Fallout - Chapter 3
I’d barely stepped off the chopper when the heat hit me – dry, suffocating, like breathing through sandpaper. Base rotations always felt the same. Land. Adjust. Pretend the past didn’t follow you like a shadow.
By Delaney Allen9 months ago in Fiction
Fallout - Chapter 2
Present Day The quiet of the barracks was suffocating, but I welcomed it. After the chaos of the mission, the stillness felt like a sanctuary. I was alone in my room, the harsh fluorescent lights from the hallway bleeding under the door. The faint hum of the air conditioner filled the silence, but it didn’t do a damn thing to dull the ache in my body.
By Delaney Allen9 months ago in Fiction
Fallout. Content Warning.
Chapter 1 - Cam 4 years ago… The air around me stilled, and the ringing in my ears swelled into a deafening roar, drowning out the world until all that remained was silence – and the sharp thrum of panic.
By Delaney Allen9 months ago in Fiction
"I Woke Up in a Life That Wasn’t Mine"
Waking Up in a Stranger’s Life I opened my eyes to sunlight streaming through a window I didn’t recognize. The bed was too soft. The air smelled like lavender. And someone had called me Emily. I shot up in bed, panic clawing at my chest. My heart raced. I wasn’t Emily. My name was Sarah. I remembered the job I hated, the apartment I could barely afford, the friends who’d drifted away. I didn’t have a perfect life. But this… This life wasn’t mine. Confusion and Fear I stood, my legs unsteady as I stumbled to the window. Outside, a sprawling garden stretched into the horizon. The house was massive, more like a mansion, with tall columns and ivy creeping up the stone walls. I squinted, looking down at my hands. They were smooth, delicate. These aren’t my hands. I barely had time to process the thought when the door opened behind me. The Stranger Who Called Me “Emily” “Good morning, Emily,” a man’s voice said softly. I turned, my breath caught in my throat. He looked familiar, like someone I should know, but I couldn’t place him. His features were sharp, his eyes a piercing blue. His smile was warm, almost too warm. “You slept well,” he added, walking toward me. “I’ll have breakfast ready in a few minutes.” I blinked, trying to focus on his face. “Who are you?” He raised an eyebrow, a flicker of concern crossing his expression. “Come on, Emily. You’ve been through a lot the last few days. But you’re home now. Everything’s going to be okay.” My mind raced, and I stepped back instinctively. This wasn’t my home. I wasn’t Emily. I needed to get out of here, figure out what was happening. The Frustrating Truth “Wait!” I managed, voice trembling. “I’m not Emily. I don’t know who you are.” The man’s smile faltered, but only for a second. He looked at me as though I were a puzzle he couldn’t quite solve. “Emily, you’re just—” He stopped mid-sentence. The worry in his eyes deepened. “You don’t remember, do you?” I shook my head, backing away from him. “I’m not Emily,” I repeated, louder this time, my voice shaking with fear and confusion. The man’s gaze softened, and he stepped closer, reaching out as though to comfort me. “I’m sorry. I thought… You must be so confused. It’s all right. You’ve been through a lot. But I’m here. We’re together now.” His words were gentle, but they felt wrong. My heart pounded, a knot tightening in my stomach. This isn’t my life. I need to get out of here. The Unsettling Phone Call I grabbed my phone from the nightstand, desperate to call someone, but when I unlocked it, the screen displayed a picture of the two of us—Emily and the man, smiling at the camera In what looked like a vacation photo. The name on the contact list read “Liam – Husband.” My throat went dry. Husband? I looked back at the man, my mind racing. This wasn’t real. This couldn’t be real. Breaking Free “I—I need some air,” I stammered, making my way toward the door. “Emily, please,” Liam’s voice softened. “I know this is overwhelming, but you need to rest. You need time to adjust.” His voice had a calming effect, but it didn’t ease the storm of questions swirling in my head. How could I be Emily? How had I ended up here? I stepped into the hallway, the luxury of the house surrounding me, feeling more like a stranger in a foreign land. The staircase at the end of the hall caught my attention. It led down to what looked like a grand entrance. I was drawn toward it, unable to shake the feeling that something was off—something deep inside me was pulling me to the unknown. The Final Push I hesitated before I reached for the door handle. “I’m not Emily,” I whispered to myself, barely hearing my voice over the rising panic. “Who am I? What happened to me?” As I opened the door, a chill ran through me. Outside, the world looked too perfect. The sun was too bright, the air too still. Was this a dream? Or had I lost my mind? “Emily, wait!” Liam called from behind me. But I didn’t stop. I couldn’t stop. The answer I was searching for was out there—beyond the garden, beyond the perfect house, beyond this life that wasn’t mine. I had to find it. End.
By Wilfred9 months ago in Fiction