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The Love Renewed
hamed
Feb 08, 2024
Eliza felt the sun caress her hair, turning the silver strands into gold. She smiled as she hung the silk lanterns on the porch, their soft light reflecting the warmth …
Reconnection
hamed
Jan 15, 2024
Anya felt a pang of loneliness as she watched the couple walk by. They were holding hands, smiling, and laughing, oblivious to the world around them. They looked so happy, …
The Betrayal
dehongi
Jan 06, 2024
The Betrayal Tom and Lisa walked home from school, their backpacks heavy with books. Tom had a list of groceries to buy for their mother, who had given him some …
My First Story
ahmad
May 01, 2024
I didn't expect this feeling to hit me like a dodgeball to the gut during Mr. Johnson's epic history lecture on, like, the bubonic plague or something. Jessica, who usually …
The Love Letter
hamed
Feb 08, 2024
She found the letter in her mailbox. It was written on a fine paper, with a delicate handwriting. It was addressed to her, but it had no name or stamp. …
The Forgotten Club | Part One
hamed
Jan 30, 2025
Olivia had always loved mysteries. From reading detective novels to solving petty neighborhood disputes, she’d done it all. But when she found the dusty old box in the back of …
A Curtain Divides the World - Prologue
dehongi
Jan 17, 2025
In Arash's world, everything came in pairs but was never allowed to mix. There were two entrances to every building: one for men, marked with bold, no-nonsense letters, and another …
The Forgotten Club | Part Five
hamed
Feb 10, 2025
The rumbling of the cavern’s walls continued to echo through the space, but Olivia stood firm, clutching the book. The weight of the strange symbols and cryptic message gnawed at …
The Threads of Fate | Chapter 4: The Forgotten Friendship
dehongi
Jan 25, 2025
The old man sat in his chair, staring at the crackling fire in the hearth, the warmth of the flames mingling with the cold weight of his thoughts. It was …
The Threads of Fate: Prologue
dehongi
Jan 25, 2025
The old man sat by the window, his frail hands trembling as they gripped the edge of the chair. The soft glow of the evening sun streamed through the glass, …