Short Story
Wyatt and Jesse
In the vast expanse of the Texan plains, where the sky stretches endlessly and the winds whisper secrets through the rugged canyons, there lived two best friends, Wyatt and Jesse. They were more than just friends; they were brothers of the soul, bound by a love for adventure, freedom, and the open range.
Ekombe hauPublished about 5 hours ago in FictionEchoes of Eternity
In the quaint town of Willowbrook, nestled amid rolling hills and whispering pines, there existed a love that defied time itself. It began in the summer of 1995, amidst the golden haze of youth and innocence. Liam and Evelyn, two souls destined to intertwine, met beneath the ancient oak tree in the town square.
Ekombe hauPublished about 5 hours ago in FictionDreams That Decode
Jack sat at his cluttered desk, his tired face shadowed by the dim monitor light. He was a seasoned programmer who was well-known for his unwavering work ethic and unrivaled ability to solve problems. With disheveled hair and glasses roosted problematically on his nose, he was the quintessential coder, lost in the maze of his own creation. In spite of his standing for figuring out the hardest code, this evening he ended up at a stalemate. The lines of code before him obscured into a unintelligible wreck, a glaring difference to the unmistakable rationale that typically directed his psyche. Each tick of the clock felt like a thunderclap in his ears as the project deadline loomed menacingly in just two days. He felt the unrelenting grip of stress, which got stronger with each passing hour. Jack's certainty faltered, an interesting event for somebody who flourished under tension. However, the heaviness of assumption and the apprehension about disappointment overwhelmed him, taking steps to smash his soul.
Mike TaylorPublished about 5 hours ago in FictionSolitude's Howl
In the heart of the dense forest, where ancient trees intertwined their branches like old friends holding hands, there lived a solitary white wolf. His name was Aeron, a creature of unmatched beauty with fur as pure as freshly fallen snow. Yet, his beauty was veiled by an aura of loneliness that lingered around him like a haunting melody.
Ekombe hauPublished about 7 hours ago in FictionThe biggest truth
In the heart of a remote and serene village, nestled amidst ancient forests and surrounded by towering mountains, lived an elderly sage named Aria. This village, known as Eldoria, had a long-standing tradition of wisdom and tranquility, and it was here that people believed the greatest truths of the universe were revealed. Aria, with her silver hair flowing like a waterfall and eyes that seemed to hold the depths of the cosmos, was revered as the keeper of these truths.
Reader And ExplainerPublished about 8 hours ago in FictionThe mirror doesn't lie
### The Mirror Doesn’t Lie #### Chapter 1: Reflections Sarah stood in front of the old, ornate mirror that had been a fixture in her family’s home for generations. Its intricate, gilded frame whispered stories of a bygone era, and the glass, though slightly tarnished, held a peculiar clarity. She had always been fascinated by the mirror, convinced that it held more than just her reflection.
Reader And ExplainerPublished about 9 hours ago in FictionCity Love Story
Emily and Fernando lived in a busy city. They loved each other very much, but their relationship had been difficult at times. Emily sometimes felt like she was losing herself, but she still hoped things would get better.
Emily Chan - Life and love sharingPublished about 9 hours ago in FictionWhispers in the Fog
Whispers in the Fog The fog rolled in thick and heavy, enveloping the small coastal town of Ravensbrook in a shroud of gray. It was a familiar scene, yet it never failed to send a chill down the spine of anyone who dared to wander its deserted streets after dusk. The town had its secrets, buried deep within its history, and the fog seemed to carry whispers of those long-forgotten tales.
Hamari Duniya PakPublished about 13 hours ago in FictionThe Bag - Jason and the girl
This is a follow-on from The Bag, The Bag - Jason's Dilemma, and The Bag - The Girl. You may want to read those in order to have context for this.
Rachel DeemingPublished about 13 hours ago in FictionLeonie's Heart of Darkness
"Carnal desire mixed with dark and depraved inhibitions coursed through his veins as he grew bolder, waiting impatiently to release his magic on her. Knowing she didn't matter to him, he ignored her fears. A prop. That's all she was. Her innocence; irrelevant. Leonie. Sweet little Leonie was nothing more than a prop in his play, and he forgot all about her while he prepared the final potions." King Stefan, the Darkness ~ An excerpt from Chapter 1 ~ The Banishment ~ The Origins of Darkness
KA StefanaPublished about 17 hours ago in FictionA portrait of a death love.
Holly stared at the canvas laying opposite to her on her room. On it, a portrait had been painted by her, but now it seemed so...pointless.
Shiro_KamiPublished about 19 hours ago in FictionThe Whispering Canopy
The Whispering Canopy Within the heart of the Verdant Timberland, where daylight moved through the clears out and the discussion was sweet with the fragrance of sprouting blooms, stood a tree not at all like any other. This antiquated monster, known to the timberland tenants as the Whispering Canopy, was rumored to hold the intelligence of the ages. Its branches spread wide and tall, making a common cathedral that shielded a bunch of animals. The take off of the Whispering Canopy never fell, indeed within the harshest winters, and it was said that in the event that you tuned in closely, you may listen to the tree talk in a delicate stir, sharing insider facts and stories from times long past.
Abdul QayyumPublished about 20 hours ago in Fiction