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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
The House at the Edge of Cedar Lane . AI-Generated.
I. The Sad House Everyone in the neighborhood called it the Sad House. It sat crookedly at the end of Cedar Lane, cloaked in ivy and shaded by two giant oaks that looked like they were mourning something ancient. Its shutters hung lopsided, one of them missing entirely, and no matter the weather, a veil of silence wrapped around it tighter than any storm.
By Money Talks, I Write7 months ago in Fiction
The Green Rebellion
In a world choked by smog, where city skies glowed an eerie orange and rivers ran thick with waste, a whisper of hope stirred in the unlikeliest of places—a small, forgotten playground on the edge of a sprawling metropolis. The year was 2045, and the Earth groaned under the weight of pollution. Factories belched black clouds, and plastic littered every corner of the planet. But in that rusty playground, under a gnarled old tree, a group of children discovered something extraordinary: a secret that would spark The Green Rebellion.
By Abid 7 months ago in Fiction
Grandma’s Chest of Stories
After Grandma passed away, the house sank into an unfamiliar silence. Without her, every corner felt hollow, as if even the walls missed her warmth. She wasn’t just a grandmother—she was a storyteller, a healer, and the heartbeat of our home.
By M.Bilal7 months ago in Fiction
Inside the Mind of a Dream Traveler
Have you ever wondered what it feels like to control your dreams? To walk through strange lands, speak with unknown beings, or even fly through glowing skies… all while knowing you’re asleep?
By Abid 7 months ago in Fiction
Episode 2: We Gave the Order, and Then the Screaming Started
They dropped us in at 0600. That’s how it started. Grey sky. No wind. Dead silence that stuck to your skin like old sweat.
By Paper Lantern7 months ago in Fiction
Seeking For Hidden Gold, Diamond Treasure
-- Seeki Once, there lived a kind and honest man who had accumulated a treasure of gold and diamonds over his lifetime. This treasure was not meant for luxury or pride—it was a gift for his children, a safeguard for their future. He hoped it would help them survive during difficult times and support them even in their old age. He and his children were known in their village for their honesty, generosity, and good character.
By Engr. Mansoor Ahmad7 months ago in Fiction
Nowhere Girl. Content Warning.
It was a blistering July afternoon, and the Walmart parking lot shimmered with heatwaves. I had just finished loading groceries into the trunk of my car. I always park far out, away from the clustered chaos near the entrance. Less traffic, less noise, fewer eyes. That’s how I like it.
By Shai Anderson7 months ago in Fiction
The First Step Outside The House, After Leaving Many Footprints Inside The Home
The little boy sat curled up in a corner of the wooden house. Whenever his eyes gazed at the golden, radiant rays of the sun filtering through the white snow outside, a tremor stirred within his tiny heart. He would shrink further into the corner, closing his eyes, trying to hide himself.
By Karan w. 7 months ago in Fiction
7 Men Survive in a Horror, Dark Bungalow
Chapter 1: The Breakdown The rain lashed hard against the forest road as the old bus groaned to a stop. The driver muttered a curse—engine dead. Seven passengers, all strangers, stepped into the storm. None of them knew where they were, except that they were far from help. Amid the trees, they saw it—a crumbling colonial bungalow, cloaked in vines and shadow. Its iron gate creaked as they pushed it open. They had no other choice.
By Engr. Mansoor Ahmad7 months ago in Fiction
Dead Air
Night One - The graveyard shift at WZUR 89.9 FM was supposed to be dead... three hours of indie rock, stoner metal, and half-baked conspiracy rants for whoever couldn’t sleep in central Illinois. Danny Rourke liked it that way.
By Veil of Shadows7 months ago in Fiction
The King's Night of Revelation**
‎ ‎ ‎**The King and the Woodcutter: A Lesson in Humility** ‎ ‎In a quaint, serene kingdom, nestled amidst rolling hills and lush forests, there reigned a benevolent king. He was a monarch of many virtues, but among his deepest passions was the thrill of the hunt. It was a sport that allowed him to escape the confines of his opulent palace and connect with the raw, untamed beauty of his land.
By Muhammad Saeed7 months ago in Fiction