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Frostbite
The forecast had predicted light flurries, nothing unusual for the quiet mountain town where the Bell family lived. But by nightfall, the snowstorm had turned ferocious, battering the windows with icy gusts and blanketing the world outside in a suffocating white void.
By V-Ink Stories23 days ago in Fiction
Home for the Holidys
Snow blanketed the winding road as Nora drove toward the old family estate, her hands tight on the wheel. She hadn’t been home in years, not since the screaming fights and slammed doors that marked her departure. But her mother’s voice on the phone—quivering, pleading—had cut through her resolve.
By V-Ink Stories23 days ago in Fiction
The Krampus Pact
Snow fell in soft, soundless flurries outside the Anderson family’s house, but inside, the air crackled with tension. Christmas Eve should have been joyous, but years of resentment had turned it into an annual battlefield. The family had gathered reluctantly—mother Janice, father Greg, their teenage daughter Holly, and her younger brother Max—but the holiday spirit was nowhere to be found.
By V-Ink Stories23 days ago in Fiction
When the Mind Learns to Breathe
Anxiety walks beside me like a restless wind, Whispering questions with no clear end. Depression sits heavy, a quiet night,
By Life Hopes23 days ago in Poets
The Workout Mistakes Quietly Slowing Your Recovery from Chronic Prostatitis
If exercise were a pill, most of us would take it without thinking. But with chronic prostatitis, the wrong dose—and the wrong type—can turn that medicine into a trigger.
By Health For You23 days ago in Longevity
The Crown That Truth Could Not Deceive
In the ancient kingdom of Eldoria, where rivers curved like silver ribbons and fields stretched wide beneath open skies, there ruled a king unlike any other. King Alaric wore no crown of heavy gold in his heart, though one rested upon his head. His true power lay not in armies or riches, but in kindness—a kindness so genuine that people often mistook it for weakness.
By Farhadi23 days ago in Men
Christmas Eve, Unanchored
If we grow old together, remind me of the night my voice caught in my throat—the night I met the world again on Christmas Eve.
By Jhon smith23 days ago in Poets
The Smile That Learned to Lie
I once called you my friend, a word I spoke with open hands, not knowing how easily trust can be folded, creased, and hidden behind a practiced smile.
By Farhadi23 days ago in Motivation
Britain At A Crossroads.
British politics feels restless. Every week brings a new controversy, a new face, a new flash of attention. In the middle of all this noise, it can be hard to see what really matters. But sometimes a single moment cuts through and reveals something deeper about where a country may be heading.
By Cathy (Christine Acheini) Ben-Ameh.23 days ago in The Swamp
Pretty Privilege vs. Pretty Punishment. Top Story - December 2025.
There is a popular conversation around pretty privilege…the idea that attractive people are given advantages, kindness, and opportunities simply because of how they look. It’s a conversation I’ve had with friends, including one dear friend who experiences this privilege openly and comfortably. She’s treated gently. People assume good intent. Doors open easily for her.
By Cadma23 days ago in The Swamp
Wondering & Wandering
Where has wanting gotten me? Aside from wistfully wandering for apathy... wanting to want nothing, but forced by my consciousness to be walking in this dread between my dreams‐
By Josh Morgan23 days ago in Poets
Lion Walks Alone, Wolf Leads the Night
In the heart of the vast savannah, where the sun kisses the golden grass and shadows stretch long across the land, lived a lion named Asad. Asad was known far and wide for his strength, his mane glowing like fire at dawn, and his roar that could shake the ground beneath his paws. Every creature respected him, some feared him, and many envied the power he carried. Yet, despite all his might, there was a loneliness that lingered in his amber eyes—a silent void that no roar could fill.
By MR WHY 23 days ago in Education