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The Estate
The newlyweds arrived as twilight draped the world in its lingering glow, the sky a bruised palette of amber and deep violet. Amara stepped out of the car, her heels sinking slightly into the gravel, the cool air kissing her exposed shoulders and sending a delightful shiver down her spine. The silk of her blouse, a shade of deep crimson, shifted gently against her skin with each breath, the fabric catching the last rays of the setting sun.
By Tales by J.J.about a year ago in Fiction
Review of Inglourious Basterds: A Masterpiece of Revisionist Cinema
Introduction Inglourious Basterds is a 2009 war film directed by Quentin Tarantino, blending his signature style with historical fiction. It is set during World War II and presents an alternate history where a group of Jewish-American soldiers, led by Lt. Aldo Raine, takes revenge on Nazis in brutal and creative ways.
By Willow Writerabout a year ago in Fiction
Under the Scorching Sun
The village of Bandhnapur, nestled deep in the parched heart of the Northern peninsula, was a place where life moved slowly, bound by the unyielding grip of tradition. Dust clung to every surface, carried by dry winds that whispered secrets from generations past. The fields stretched endlessly, cracked and barren under the merciless sun, while the thatched huts huddled together like battered soldiers braving a storm.
By Tales by J.J.about a year ago in Fiction
"Theirs was a happy family until..."
Theirs was a happy family until the day the mysterious letter arrived. The Johnson's, consisting of Ethan Alexander, his wife Victoria Wilson and their two children, Dan and Lily , lived in a beautiful home in Houston. Ethan a famous actor, had just finished filming his latest movie, while Victoria, an accomplished actress and producer, was working on a new project. Dan, their eldest, was a successful actor in his own right, and Lily, the youngest, was a talented journalist.
By Abdul Salam Ibrahimabout a year ago in Fiction
A Bloody Christmas
Once upon a cold Night. It was the night before Christmas, and all was still in the frosty neighborhood. Snow blanketed the ground, muffling every sound, and Tommy’s house glowed softly with multicolored lights. Inside, eleven-year-old Tommy sat perched on his bed, wrapped in his favorite blanket, peering out the window into the wintery darkness.
By Lynn Myersabout a year ago in Fiction
The Phone of Fate. AI-Generated.
________________________________________ It was the kind of gadget that promised to change everything. A sleek black phone with a polished screen, smooth to the touch, and with an air of mystery that drew him in the moment he saw it. The box it came in was unmarked, with only a simple emblem—a pair of intertwined circles—on the front. The salesman, a man with an unnervingly calm demeanor, had assured him that this was no ordinary phone. It could predict the future.
By Karenshy Johnybyeabout a year ago in Fiction
