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In Real Time
hamed hamed Jan 21, 2025

At first, it was nothing special—a stranger’s face in the background of Theo’s BeReal. Just another blurry figure in a café, hunched over a laptop. But the next day, she …

Ctrl+Alt+Delete
hamed hamed Jan 14, 2025

The algorithm flagged Clara's work performance as "suboptimal" on a Tuesday. Seventeen years of customer service excellence, reduced to a red indicator on her supervisor's dashboard. "The AI handles 90% …

The Hidden Voter
hamed hamed Jan 18, 2025

Elena stared at the screen, the edges of her vision blurred from hours of reviewing flagged posts. Election season was a minefield. The guidelines were clear—remove misinformation, allow healthy debate—but …

The Curse of Love and Immortality - Chapter 7: Parvaneh, the Moonlit Bride
dehongi dehongi Jan 16, 2025

The king began the next tale with a wistful smile, his gaze lingering on the flickering flames in the hearth. "Tonight," he said, "I will tell you the story of …

Dangerously Cold Wind Chill Challenge
hamed hamed Jan 22, 2025

Lenny had never been one to shy away from a challenge. So when he saw the weather forecast that morning—“Wind chill advisory: Dangerous conditions. Stay indoors if possible.”—he saw nothing …

The Voices That Rise
hamed hamed Jan 15, 2025

Maya stood at the edge of the crowd, her heart pounding in her chest, a mix of fear and defiance. The protest stretched out before her like a river of …

Three Years, One Hundred Leaps
hamed hamed Jan 08, 2025

When Harold finally opened his eyes, he was expecting to see the familiar, slightly outdated hospital room where he last remembered dozing off. Instead, he was greeted by walls that …

A Child of Promise
hamed hamed Jan 15, 2025

The January air in Atlanta was crisp, carrying the faint scent of pine from the hills beyond the city. In a modest two-story house on Auburn Avenue, the cries of …

Whispers in the Guest Room
eromance eromance May 01, 2025

The house was quiet, save for the soft creak of the floorboards under Mia’s bare feet. The guest room door was ajar, a sliver of moonlight spilling across the hardwood. …

The Pardoner's Last Laugh
hamed hamed Jan 22, 2025

In the parallel world of Pardonia, President Brydon sat at his ornate golden desk, pen poised over a stack of parchment marked Preemptive Pardons. Outside the White Oval Bubble, news …