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Three Days Later. Content Warning.
It's been three days. Three days since I've seen my daughter. Since I've been able to watch her playing at the park. Since I've seen that bright smile flashed across her face. Three days. Oh, God, if you would've told me that I'd have to be away from her this long. Don't get me wrong. Officer Lincoln has treated my daughter's case as if it was his own daughter who had gone missing- he's spent every waking second for my little Kayley. Along with every other person, not just from our small town but from every neighboring town around ours.
By 'Lissa Stufflestreetabout a year ago in Fiction
Chrono Sleuth The Temporal Detective
Title Chrono Sleuth: The Temporal Detective In the bustling city of Chronopolis, where time was a commodity traded as freely as any other, there existed a figure known only as The Chrono Sleuth. He was a master of time manipulation, a detective who solved crimes that spanned centuries. His name was whispered in awe and fear across the annals of history.
By Taylor jonesabout a year ago in Fiction
The Cursed Road Trip
A group of friends sets out on an incredible trip to a live performance, yet their process strays into the odd and powerful when their particular GPS fires misbehaving. Much to their dismay, the parkway they've been coordinated to has a dim history and its very own wicked character.
By Etieno Udomabout a year ago in Fiction
TALES OF CRIME AND FICTION.
"So, this is how it all began: The MetaX7 was actually called here by one of the visitors. They told them that an obnoxious smell was rising from the river. So, the team decided to check what was causing this smell to arise, wondering if it was a dead aquatic animal which is causing the smell. To their surprise, they found five bodies underwater. three of them seemed as if they were weeks old because half of their skin was peeling off and some was nibbled by sea lice and other creatures, the other two seemed to be recent; though their skin was numb it wasn't nibbled off or peeling off. The team was in shock and they immediately called the police officers who had those bodies taken out of the river. Media arrived, making a fuss and people gathered to see what was going on over here. The forest was immediately sealed, the people were sent home, and the police called our detective agency to find answers. this case was handed over to me as the other detectives were already busy. When I came over here, obviously the media had this forest surrounded, and the entrance was sealed with police tape. One of the officers greeted me and took me to the crime scene. I observed the five bodies; they were all male genders, it was hard to tell if they were dressed in new or old clothes because the dress they wore was covered with patches of rotten fabric, and here, the color was also faded. There was a chance that this happened because they had been underwater for a long time.
By Shazia Khanabout a year ago in Fiction
Fragments . AI-Generated.
Seraphina "Sera" Hale moved through the shadowed alleys of the city like a ghost, her presence fleeting and elusive. The neon lights cast a dizzying array of colors on the slick pavement, reflecting the constant motion of the bustling metropolis she called home. The memory trade thrived in this city, a dark underbelly that pulsed with whispered secrets and stolen pasts. As a Memory Thief, Sera was at the top of the game, known for her unparalleled skill in extracting memories from unsuspecting targets. For her, memories were not just information to be bought and sold; they were pieces of a puzzle, fragments of a story waiting to be unraveled.
By Don-Oliver Nchetaomachiabout a year ago in Fiction
Shadows Beneath The Ocean's Surface
Chapter 1: The Setting Sun The Ocean's Dream, an opulent vessel, glided serenely across the crystal-clear waters of the Mediterranean Sea. It was a magnificent ship with lustrous metal fittings, polished teak decks, and sails that fluttered like a mighty bird. The sea appeared to have been painted by the gods as the sun began to set, illuminating the horizon with a pink and orange glow.
By Syed Moizuddinabout a year ago in Fiction
THE APOCALYPSE.. AI-Generated.
The SUV was like a pinball, tossed around by the relentless onslaught. Glass shattered, metal groaned, and the world spun. Anya and Sarah were thrown around inside, their bodies bruised and aching. Ben clung to the steering wheel, fighting to maintain control. Alex, his face set in grim determination, fired back with their limited ammunition. Each shot was a desperate move, defying the overwhelming odds. But the alien craft was impervious to their meager weapons, its energy bolts continuing to rain down and turning the highway into a war zone.
By shola successabout a year ago in Fiction
THE APOCOLYSE. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
A Desperate Battle Ben, gripping his baseball bat tightly, stood between Anya, Sarah, and the terrifying alien creature. Its eyes glowed menacingly as it emitted a chilling screech. Without hesitation, Ben charged, his knuckles white. The alien reacted swiftly, extending its elongated arms. However, Ben's powerful swing connected with the alien's arm, forcing it to stumble.
By shola successabout a year ago in Fiction
The Haven Club
Venice Lisa finally took the dreaded step and crossed over the bobbing threshold of the Norwegian Epic. The impressive cruise ship towered over the old buildings of Venice’s ancient port and dwarfed all other vessels docked within the bay. Climbing to nineteen decks, the Epic peaked at one hundred and seventy-two feet in height and stretched to a little over one thousand feet in length. It commanded respect, but Lisa could only offer fear.
By Kale Sinclairabout a year ago in Fiction
