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The Last Email
hamed
Jan 08, 2025
It started with an email. Arman had worked late every night that month, chasing a promotion he’d been promised. But when the announcement came, the job went to Omid, his …
The Duchess in Room 12
hamed
Jan 16, 2025
The hospital buzzed with an energy that hadn’t been felt in years. Fresh flowers lined the front desk, the floors gleamed from an extra polish, and the faint smell of …
Threads of Fate
hamed
Jan 21, 2025
The jacket was perfect: 70s leather, caramel-brown, with just the right amount of wear. Clara spotted it first on a tiny thrift store's Instagram page, its post tagged “DM to …
From Shadows to Shine
hamed
Jan 22, 2025
In the cramped, dimly lit apartment she shared with her younger brother, Mia scrolled through her phone, the glow illuminating her tired face. The walls were thin, and the sound …
The Eclipse of Whispering Shadows
hamed
Jan 25, 2025
It was the kind of small town where everyone knew each other's name—and secrets. Maplewood, nestled in a valley surrounded by thick forests, had seen its fair share of odd …
Achey Breaky Union
hamed
Jan 24, 2025
Billy Ray Cyrus strummed his guitar, the chords of Achy Breaky Heart echoing through the grand hall of the Liberty Ball. Beneath the gilded chandeliers, a sea of tuxedos and …
Humanoid Robots Revolution | Chapter 1: The World Reborn
hamed
Jan 27, 2025
The world had long abandoned its organic essence, trading blood and bone for circuits and metal. What was once called Earth had transformed into a shimmering expanse of technological beauty. …
The Key to Everything
hamed
Jan 12, 2025
The dining table was a battlefield, strewn with papers, teacups, and the sharp edges of words. “It’s mine by right!” Reza slammed his hand on the table, his face red. …
Bound for the North
hamed
Jan 17, 2025
The sun had barely risen when the Ford Model T sputtered to life, its engine groaning as if reluctant to leave the familiar red soil of Mississippi behind. Clara Harris …
A Rocket of Her Own
hamed
Jan 17, 2025
Tasha sat cross-legged on the cracked pavement, staring at the grainy image on her tablet. The launch replayed again and again—Dr. Jeanette Epps, face calm and resolute beneath her helmet, …