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Pearls of the Moon
hamed hamed Jan 19, 2025

Amihan had always been drawn to the sea. Since childhood, the salty air and the endless blue had whispered to her in ways that words could not explain. Her father …

The mortal world is not worth worrying about
khayam khayam Feb 01, 2024

ای دوست بیا تا غم فردا نخوریم وین یکدم عمر را غنیمت شمریم فردا که ازین دیر فنا در گذریم با هفت هزار سالگان سر بسریم O friend, come so …

Velwyn Nights Chapter 4: The Thread Between
eromance eromance May 01, 2025

Morning came with a hush. Ronan woke to the scent of jasmine and smoke, her body curled against his like a spell still unfolding. Selene slept with one hand resting …

This Is The Story Of Flashy
dehongi dehongi Dec 26, 2023

Once upon a time, there was a web developer and agricultural engineer who lived in a remote village and worked on his family farm. He loved reading and writing, but …

The Last Wish
hamed hamed Jan 26, 2024

He had one wish left. He had wasted the first two on trivial things: a new car, a promotion. He regretted them now, as he lay on his deathbed, surrounded …

The Final Stretch
hamed hamed Jan 16, 2025

The locker room was silent, save for the rhythmic hum of fluorescent lights. Emma sat on the bench, staring at her running shoes, their neon laces glowing faintly under the …

Shortage of Trust
hamed hamed Jan 20, 2025

The town of Redfield was small enough that everyone knew everyone’s business. And for the last ten years, it had also been big enough to rely on its own emergency …

The Unseen Caretaker
hamed hamed Oct 06, 2024

Thomas had always been the rock for everyone he loved. He carried their burdens as if they were his own. His aging mother’s hospital visits, his sister’s endless crises, and …

The Chip Breakers
hamed hamed Jan 24, 2025

In the year 2078, every newborn child was implanted with an AI chip. It was mandatory—part of the global initiative for peace, security, and progress. No one questioned it. Parents …

The Song of the Simorgh
hamed hamed Jan 18, 2025

When Kian inherited the tar, it came wrapped in a weathered velvet cloth, its strings worn and its wood gently polished by years of use. His grandfather, a reclusive musician …