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The Eye of Silence
Introduction: The Legend of Hollow Manor Topic: Setting up the eerie legend and mystery of the town. Summary: A small misty town fears an ancient house known as Hollow Manor, haunted by an unseen eye at the window. The villagers speak in whispers about a presence that watches silently.
By The Pen of Farooq 7 months ago in Fiction
The Forgotten Room at the End of the Hall
I moved into my grandmother’s house after her death, mostly because I had nowhere else to go. A breakup, a dead-end job, and a city that forgot I existed—it all pushed me to that quiet countryside house I hadn’t visited since childhood. The place was old and creaky, filled with the scent of lavender, mothballs, and old secrets. I told myself I’d sell it after a while. Fix it up, let the memories settle.
By Musawir Shah7 months ago in Fiction
Life In A Single Day
Morning light filters through soft curtains, casting golden hues across the hardwood floor. Elise awakens to the gentle scent of coffee and the quiet hum of contentment. There’s a text on her phone from Daniel—the familiar comfort of “Morning, love. Coffee’s ready.” In that moment, daylight arrives not with alarm, but with their shared ritual of connection and warmth.
By Masood Ur Rahman7 months ago in Fiction
Real Money Heist – Part 1: The Planner
I still remember the first time I met him. Not in some dark alley or abandoned warehouse like they show in movies. It was at Gloria Jean’s in DHA Phase 6, Lahore. A quiet Thursday. Rain on the windows. He was already there — sipping black coffee, no sugar. Looked like someone’s retired uncle, not the man who would plan the biggest heist Pakistan never found out about.
By Sofia Elira Solenne7 months ago in Fiction
The Last Message from My Future Self
It started with a simple email titled: "READ THIS—From Future You." At first, I laughed. Probably spam, or some over-the-top prank. But the sender's name froze me—my name. Same Gmail account I hadn’t used in five years. Curious, I opened it. The message was short but unsettling:
By Musawir Shah7 months ago in Fiction
Episode 3: 24 Hours Earlier
So the bell rang. That’s how it started. Third period was just ending, and the scent of disinfectant and burnt popcorn clung to the air like a warning nobody read. Hallways buzzed with teenage nonsense, and the vending machine kept swallowing dollars like nothing was wrong. Then came the sound.
By Paper Lantern7 months ago in Fiction
Too Dark. Content Warning.
The cabin was only one room. There was a fireplace in one corner with two wooden chairs that looked about a hundred years old. There was a table and chairs in the opposite corner. They also looked like they would fall apart if the wind blew. There was a door Jessica assumed was the back door, given the size of the cabin, opposite the front. Beside it, there was the map on the back wall and a small table in front of it with the lit candle on it. Will had placed other candles he’d found in the windows and on the table and mantle. The place was pretty well lit.
By Raine Fielder7 months ago in Fiction
The Frozen War: Rise of the Walking Dead
--- In the heart of the north, far beyond the reach of sun-scorched empires, lay the great IceLandia — a kingdom carved from frost, fire, and unshakable loyalty. For over a thousand years, its people had known nothing but peace and unity. Glaciers guarded their borders. The sky sang with auroras. And beneath it all stood the Frozen Guard — 100,000 elite warriors dressed in ancient armor, their blades forged from blue flame and steel.
By Engr. Mansoor Ahmad7 months ago in Fiction
