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The Billionaire’s Secrets
Everyone knew who Aiden Locke was. Billionaire tech genius. Founder of Etheron Corp. Tabloid favorite. Mysteriously privacy
By Izazkhan7 months ago in Fiction
The Whistling in the Walls
My dearest Linette, You’ve always teased me for my curiosity. "Wren," you’d say, "you’ll drown in questions one day." But it wasn’t water that nearly took me—it was the silence. The silence of the man downstairs.
By Paper Lantern7 months ago in Fiction
The Good Samaritan
Rain pelted the windshield as Georgia sped down the pitch black road. Between the glare of headlights from oncoming traffic and the water sheeting over the glass, visibility was nil. Her right hand gripped the wheel so tight, her knuckles ached. Still, she didn't dare let go, holding onto the worn leather like a lifeline. Her left stayed on her tight, perfectly round belly, massaging constant circles into the side of it. When a fresh wave of pain swelled through it, she bit her lip and groaned deeply through it.
By Natalie Gray7 months ago in Fiction
Starlight Debt
The signal arrived on a Tuesday. Juno was feeding her daughter breakfast when the message blinked into existence—just a soft tone on her tablet, like an email. Harmless. Innocuous. It only read:
By E. hasan7 months ago in Fiction
Beneath The Flour. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
In the heart of a quiet town, nestled between the cobblestone streets and ivy-wrapped lamp posts, stood a small, fragrant bakery known for its warm meat pies and delicate chocolate tea cookies. The townsfolk adored the young woman who ran it—Elara, with her long dark hair, kind eyes, and a smile as sweet as her confections. She had a way of making people feel like home.
By V-Ink Stories7 months ago in Fiction
Where the Pines Lean
The view from Montcairne Hill is what folks write verses about. I know—I’ve written them. The kind of place where the sky wears its Sunday best and the wind behaves like it was taught manners by somebody’s grandmother. All the fields below look like quilts the Lord laid out for airing—patched in wheat, cotton, and the shimmer of cane.
By Taylor Ward7 months ago in Fiction
The Weight of the Blue Door
The house on Millersby Lane didn’t whisper, didn’t moan, didn’t carry on like some of the old ones did. It just waited. Like a quilt-covered body in a room with no clocks.
By Taylor Ward7 months ago in Fiction
You're My Favorite Murder (Chapter 13). Content Warning.
Chapter 13: 𝓓𝓪𝓻𝓴𝓼𝓲𝓭𝓮 “I'll kill him” I mutter under my breath to my burner phone, working my lip with my teeth. An impatient bounce in my right leg as my eyes scan over the latest in a long line of annoying and manipulative messages.
By 𝓗. 𝓒. 𝓡𝓾𝓫𝔂7 months ago in Fiction
Dreaming if For Kids
So the dog was broken, and bleeding, and reeking of rot, and Zack stared at it like maybe it was his own fault that the dog existed. Like maybe he’d imagined it into being with his stupid, traitorous mind.
By Paper Lantern7 months ago in Fiction
One More Chance Before It All Repeats
Written by Joey Raines I didn’t see any light. But I wasn’t in the dark either. There was no pain. Still, I didn’t feel safe.
By Joey Raines7 months ago in Fiction
Trapped in a Room That Doesn’t exist . Content Warning.
Trapped in a Room That Doesn’t exist I don’t remember walking in. But I know I can’t leave. The walls are smooth—too smooth. Seamless. Featureless. Four of them, an almost-perfect square. White, but not sterile. There’s a faint grey mist in the corners, like the room is holding its breath.
By E. hasan8 months ago in Fiction
Some Are Lost For A Reason: Part One
“My soul broken, skin frozen like ice, no longer warmed by the love of my companions. My heart, bitter, crumbling with every breath I take, pumping black, empty ooze through my veins. I look out upon the world, and all I see is pain. Darkness crowds every corner, inescapable. They told me—too many times, that,”the Rainbow is just above the Storm.” But what they forget is everything that goes up, must come down.
By Hailey M8 months ago in Fiction