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The Red Line
hamed hamed Jan 22, 2025

Admiral Sarah Chen stared at the holographic display floating above her desk in Pearl Harbor. Red dots pulsed along the disputed maritime borders - each one representing a potential flashpoint …

The Dating App Beloved
hamed hamed Jan 19, 2025

It started with a bug. Ramin, a software developer for a popular dating app, had always taken pride in the flawless functionality of the system. But recently, a glitch had …

The Threads of Fate | Chapter 1: The First Choice
dehongi dehongi Jan 25, 2025

The old man sat quietly in his chair, the soft creaking of wood beneath him the only sound that filled the room. His gnarled hands rested on the armrests, fingers …

What Is He Suppose To Do?
hamed hamed Jan 19, 2024

The sun rose over Kabul, painting the sky in soft hues of pink and orange. Mohammad whistled as he carried a loaf of bread for his family, enjoying the fresh …

(still not there.)
ziamaiko ziamaiko Dec 26, 2023

مسئله‌ای که زیاد ذهنم را مشغول می‌کرد این بود که چرا هیچ‌کس اهمیت نمی‌دهد. برای هیچ‌کس مهم نبود ما مانند زندانی‌ها در این مکان زندگی می‌کنیم؟ از دنیای بیرون، تنها …

Crossing Borders
hamed hamed Jan 10, 2025

The air smelled of wet earth and desperation. Layla adjusted the straps of her backpack, her fingers numb in the icy night. Ahead, the faint glow of a distant village …

A Silent Prayer For Her Liberation
hamed hamed Jan 14, 2024

In the quiet solitude of his room, amidst the chaos of his unrequited love, sat Ethan, a young man trapped in the labyrinth of his unspoken affections. His heart beat …

Revolving Life
dehongi 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 way azriel see the world.
ziamaiko ziamaiko Dec 31, 2023

i lost my mother. i lost my friends. i lost everything. i miss the time when life was like a party. but all these seem to belong to millions of …

The First Edit
hamed hamed Jan 18, 2025

It was a cold afternoon in January 2001, and Max sat hunched over his desk, scribbling frantically on a crumpled piece of paper. His history project was due tomorrow, and …