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The Last Child
dehongi
Jan 31, 2024
The Last Child She was the last child born on Earth. Her parents named her Hope, but they knew it was a futile gesture. The world was overrun by the …
Shortage of Trust
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 …
Humanoid Robots Revolution | Chapter 5: The Endgame
hamed
Jan 27, 2025
Aerith stood at the center of the gathering storm, her heart heavy with the weight of the choices before her. The world had shifted beneath her, as if the very …
The Baby Debate
hamed
Jan 29, 2025
Zoey Harper was not pregnant. She wasn’t even remotely close to being pregnant. Yet, here she was, staring at her phone as the latest headline flashed across her screen: “Zoey …
Author Book Signing Catastrophe
hamed
Jan 22, 2025
The line stretched out the door and around the corner, a solid stream of excited readers eagerly clutching their copies of The Enchanted Forest—the highly anticipated fantasy novel by debut …
The Poet and the Dervish
hamed
Jan 18, 2025
Nina sat at the edge of the park, her notebook open but empty. The fountain before her splashed lazily, the early morning mist curling around the stone like a whisper. …
Encore
hamed
Jan 29, 2025
The crowd hummed with anticipation, a low murmur of disbelief and excitement. Ten years was a long time to disappear. Too long, some would say. Backstage, Lyra Chase adjusted her …
The Status Update
hamed
Jan 18, 2025
Erica sat at her desk, staring at the screen of her computer, a mixture of curiosity and uncertainty swirling inside her. It was February 4, 2004, and Facebook had just …
Most People Don't Like the Journey, But the Destination
hamed
Aug 10, 2024
The studio lights bathed him in a warm glow, casting long shadows of success. The host, a seasoned pro with a practiced smile, leaned in. "You've built an empire from …
The Simorgh’s Feather
hamed
Jan 19, 2025
Arya sat in his cramped studio apartment, staring at the blank canvas that mocked him from across the room. A half-empty cup of cold tea sat beside crumpled sketches and …