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The Lover from Xibalba
eromance
Apr 26, 2025
Ixchel was once a weaver in the city of Copán — her fingers stained with the colors of crushed flowers, her eyes wide as the full moon. At sixteen, she …
The Temple of Mirrors
eromance
Apr 26, 2025
It was in Rajasthan, where the sands eat memory and the nights hum with ghost songs, that Kiara found the temple. Locals warned her: The Temple of Mirrors does not …
Two Paths Converged
dehongi
Jan 14, 2024
Alex and Ben were best friends since college. They both studied computer science and dreamed of creating their own software products. After graduation, they faced a dilemma: should they start …
The Clockmaker’s Daughter
hamed
Jan 18, 2025
The first time Lila stopped time, it was an accident. She had been running late for work, her keys nowhere to be found. In a fit of frustration, she shouted, …
a genius loner.
ziamaiko
Dec 29, 2023
گاهی اوقات چنان با احساس همراه رباتها صحبت میکرد که فراموش میکرد آنها احساساتی ندارند. حتی فراموش میکرد آنها ساختهای به دست انسانها هستند که قابلیت فراموش کردن هر چیزی …
Lila
khayam
Dec 29, 2023
The moving finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all thy piety nor wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a line, Nor all thy tears wash out …
Ticket to Tomorrow
hamed
Jan 17, 2025
The announcement crackled through the town square speakers, distorted but unmistakable: "The final departure is in 72 hours. Lottery winners must report to the launch site immediately. No exceptions." Mara …
The Late Bloomer
hamed
Jan 21, 2025
Elliot had always been a dreamer. As a child, he wanted to be an astronaut, a scientist, and a novelist—all at once. In his twenties, he dabbled in startups, wrote …
Revolving Life
dehongi
Jan 04, 2024
She hated the noise. The constant yelling and fighting of her parents, the loud TV and music, the banging of doors and dishes. She wished she could escape to a …
The Curse of Love and Immortality - Chapter 5: Yasmin and the Prince of Winter
dehongi
Jan 16, 2025
The king’s voice carried a chill that matched the story he was about to tell. The flickering flames in the hearth seemed to dance slower as he began, their warmth …