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Wings of Kindness
Once upon a time, in a lush green forest nestled between tall mountains and flowing rivers, there lived a tiny ant named Aroo. Aroo was small even by ant standards, but his heart was full of curiosity and kindness. He spent his days collecting food, exploring tree roots, and greeting all the creatures he met along the way.
By Fazal Malik6 months ago in Fiction
The Royal Legacy of King Barkley
Once upon a time, in a faraway realm hidden beyond icy mountains and ancient forests, there reigned a noble king unlike any the world had seen. His name was King Barkley, a Golden Retriever of majestic stature and unmatched wisdom. With his gleaming golden coat, kind eyes, and a crown that shimmered in the sunlight, King Barkley ruled the Canine Kingdom of Arvendale, a land where dogs of all breeds lived in peace, honor, and unity.
By Fazal Malik6 months ago in Fiction
comfort is the enemy of growth. AI-Generated.
In the heart of a lush green valley, nestled between two steep mountains, lay the village of Orlin. It was a quiet place, untouched by the chaos of cities or the rush of time. People lived simple lives—rising with the sun, farming the land, sharing evening meals, and sleeping under starlit skies. Most who lived there never left. Why would they? Orlin had everything they needed.
By shah afridi6 months ago in Fiction
The Autumn We Stopped Pretending
The scent of honeysuckle soap and old fear still clung to the satin as I lifted the gown from its cedar tomb. Sixty-one years had turned the ivory fabric the color of weak tea, the sleeves thin as dried petals. Outside my window, Maple Street burned with October’s fire. Inside, my arthritic hands trembled against the hanger.
By Wondermind6 months ago in Fiction
The Last Voice on Earth
The Last Voice on Earth It had been 47 days since the world went silent. No news broadcasts. No car horns. No footsteps on pavement. The birds had stopped singing. The wind blew without whispering. It was as if someone had placed the world under a glass dome, muting every echo of life. And yet, amidst the global silence, Amara still had her voice.
By Musawir Shah6 months ago in Fiction
I Married a Ghost. Last Night, He Served Me Divorce Papers. AI-Generated.
The divorce papers appeared at 3:07 AM. One moment: empty pillow. Next moment: parchment thick as graveyard soil, smelling of bergamot and decay. Ink the color of dried blood spelled out *Silas Alistair Thorne v. Elara June Finch*. A wax seal pulsed with cold blue light.
By Wondermind6 months ago in Fiction
The Midnight Bargain: When My Brother's Voice Cracked a Decade of Silence. AI-Generated.
3:17 AM The phone’s vibration drilled into the silence like a bone saw. I fumbled blindly, squinting at the screen. The name flashing there—*Jake*—felt like a ghost punching me in the throat. Ten years. Three thousand six hundred fifty days of radio silence. And now this. 3 AM. The hour of emergencies and drunks.
By Wondermind6 months ago in Fiction
Professional Fiction Writing Services: Your Story, Masterfully Told
Have you ever dreamed of holding a book with your name on the cover? A story that captivates readers, makes them laugh, cry, or stay up all night turning pages? But maybe you’ve hit a wall—writer’s block, time constraints, or just the daunting task of polishing a raw idea into a masterpiece.
By Hennry James 6 months ago in Fiction
Beneath the Basement Floor
Previously... Hira has uncovered pieces of a disturbing truth: her name tied to a psychiatric record she doesn’t remember, voicemails from her own voice, and a child claiming to be forgotten. A mysterious mirror message begged for help. Photos show her with a girl she doesn’t know. And now, in the basement of her building, an ancient wooden box and a tape revealed chilling therapy sessions she supposedly had.
By Abid Ali Khan7 months ago in Fiction
