thriller

The Memory Thieves
I woke up with no name. Not in the poetic sense—no amnesia cliché, no slow fade of recollection. It was gone. My actual name. The sound of it, the feeling of it, the weight it carried in my bones—stripped clean from my mind.
By Junaid Shahid 6 months ago in Fiction
The Message in the Teacup - Part 1. Top Story - August 2025.
The song “Ça va ça vient” by Vitaa and Slimane was playing through a small white speaker. Lyric lay in the sunshine, she knew she better put on more sunscreen.
By Rowan Finley 6 months ago in Fiction
The Last Message
The First Ping It was 2:13 a.m. when the notification lit up my phone. I’d been awake anyway, mindlessly scrolling through videos that I wouldn’t remember in the morning, letting the blue light keep me company in my dim apartment. Sleep and I hadn’t been on speaking terms lately.
By Muhammad Abbas khan6 months ago in Fiction
A coward boy. Content Warning.
Mike was the son of a rich aristocratic family that raised him in luxury. He was a man of fine looks, and of noble bearing, and of personal attractions to the female, and of being a prominent character in society. He was handsome, with a languid smile, a proud mustache, and flirtatious eyes that many found irresistible. He was a very witty and polite person and thus was quite fashionable for parties and such events. Women saw him as a charming man and men looked at him as if wishing they could be him because of his physique and his alleged womanizing ways. He was also a master duelist with sword and pistol and often said that if he chose to fight with someone he would prefer to use pistols.
By Khan Ali6 months ago in Fiction
One Missed Call
"A strange phone call warns me not to go to work—and it’s my own voice on the other end." I wasn’t supposed to answer it. The phone rang just as I was about to lock my apartment door. At first, I ignored it—unknown number, early morning, coffee barely kicking in—but then something in the tone of the ring made me stop. It was my ringtone, yes, but slower. Almost… heavier.
By Zulfiqar Khan6 months ago in Fiction
Gone Girl - A love That Burned and Broke
Gone Girl – A Love That Burned and Broke I always imagined the end of my marriage as a quiet thing. Some whispered argument in the dark, a slammed door, the slow drift into separate lives. But Amy didn’t leave quietly. She vanished like a magician—leaving behind a smashed coffee table, a smear of something red, and a story so perfect it could only have been written by her. I am Nick Dunne, and this is the story of how I met the love of my life, how I lost her, and how I learned that losing her might have been the luckiest thing that never happened to me. Yet, even now, as I lie awake beside her, feeling the weight of her gaze in the shadows, I wonder if luck had anything to do with it at all.
By Shakespeare Jr6 months ago in Fiction
Magical Realism
What if the impossible slipped into your everyday life without a second glance? In the sleepy coastal town of Maris Cove, where the sea whispered secrets and the air tasted of salt, Elena Vasquez lived a quiet life. At 34, she ran a small bakery, her hands kneading dough as the morning sun painted the windows golden. But every so often, the bread she baked would rise with tiny, shimmering wings, fluttering off the trays to hover like butterflies before dissolving into crumbs. To Elena, this was normal—magic woven into the fabric of her days, unnoticed by most. Have you ever seen the extraordinary hide in the ordinary?
By Thomas6 months ago in Fiction
The Call Came After Midnight
I was half-asleep when my phone rang. The screen lit up my dark bedroom, the name flashing across it like something out of a dream — or a nightmare.
By ETS_Story6 months ago in Fiction
Book Review – The Housemaid Is Watching by Freida McFadden: What Makes This Thriller Tick
When it comes to psychological thrillers that keep you on the edge of your seat, The Housemaid Is Watching by Freida McFadden delivers a powerful punch. From the first page, this novel grabs hold of you and doesn’t let go, blending family drama, secrets, and suspense into a cocktail that’s hard to put down. But what exactly makes this thriller so addictive? The answer lies in McFadden’s masterful storytelling — one that expertly balances tension, unexpected twists, and deep emotional stakes.
By Kamran Zeb6 months ago in Fiction
“The Last Paper Crane”*
In a narrow lane where the sun barely touched the ground by midday, tucked between a tea stall and an old tailor’s shop, stood a small stationery store with peeling green paint and a wooden sign that read “Baba Jan’s Papers” in faded ink.
By meerjanan6 months ago in Fiction
*The Bench by the Lake*
There was a lake on the edge of a quiet town, half-hidden behind sycamore trees and tangled ivy. It wasn’t on any tourist map, and no signs pointed to it. But those who found it—by accident or ache—often came back.
By meerjanan6 months ago in Fiction
The Train That Never Stopped
The rain had been falling for hours. My shoes were soaked through, and my jacket clung to me like wet paper. I’d been waiting at the deserted station for what felt like an eternity. The last scheduled train had passed an hour ago, but my only chance of getting home was to wait for an unscheduled freight or passenger train that might, just might, stop.
By Muhammad Kaleemullah6 months ago in Fiction