thriller
This is Culturally Inappropriate
In a drawing room in Wilmington, Delaware, with lights brought down low, a man the color of cherrywood sat in a chair with his legs crossed. He looked like an aristocrat and a day laborer, if that was at all possible. Another man who looked like a manila envelope, sat adjacent to him. He had the presence of a warden and a shady record company executive. He scribbled in a digital notepad. He wore a black suit with a white shirt with pinstripes and a tie that looked like the keys on a piano. He wore black and white Brogue Oxford shoes. The other man, Mackford, also wore formal attire. A green cardigan sweater, tan shirt and slacks of camel color and a green tie adorned the man. He wore brown patent leather shoes. He sat with his chin slightly canted.
By Skyler Saunders7 months ago in Fiction
Trapped in Time
They say time is a river, but I’ve learned the hard way that it’s more like a maze—one you can get lost in forever. My name is Elen Tavor, and I was a junior temporal engineer aboard the Aion—a vessel designed not to travel through space, but through time itself. My job was to monitor the stability of our chronometric drive, ensuring the timelines we pierced didn’t fold in on us. The mission was supposed to be a simple diagnostic hop to the year 2307, a one-week scan, and then home. But something went wrong.
By Muhammad Asim7 months ago in Fiction
10 Years of Marriage Equality
A Decade of Love and Progress Where were you on June 26, 2015? For me, it was a normal day at work. But that day changed history—it was the day same-sex marriage became legal across all 50 states in the U.S. We celebrated love, equality, and a hard-won victory for the LGBTQ+ community, activists, and everyone who believes in justice.
By Shafi Ullah Darwesh7 months ago in Fiction
The mirror of the second chances
A cold breeze danced through the cracks of the abandoned cottage as Maya brushed dust from the old mirror. It had been years since anyone had set foot inside. The house belonged to her grandmother, a woman known in the village for strange tales and stranger antiques. Now, after her passing, Maya had returned—not to reclaim her inheritance, but to find a part of herself that she'd lost along the way.
By Shehzad khan7 months ago in Fiction
ECHO. AI-Generated.
In 2039, personal AI companions — known as “Echoes” — were the norm. Everyone had one. They cooked, scheduled meetings, soothed anxiety, and simulated companionship. Echoes knew your preferences, your memories, even your emotional triggers. They knew you.
By Muhammad Riaz7 months ago in Fiction
In the Light of Her Eyes. Content Warning.
It began with a look—a look that pierced the dull haze of a rain-soaked Thursday afternoon in November. I was seated at the window of an urban coffee shop, my nose fogged with steam from coffee and loneliness. Routine was life now. I worked, returned to an empty apartment, listened to the ticking clock at night, and asked myself when something would shatter this locked box I referred to as a heart.
By Muhammad Abdullah7 months ago in Fiction
