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Late Checkout
eromance eromance May 01, 2025

Mira hadn’t meant to stay the night, but the hotel sheets were softer than her willpower—and so was Jack’s voice when he whispered her name at 2 a.m. They’d met …

The Second Oath
hamed hamed Jan 22, 2025

The room smelled of paper and dust, the kind of smell only found in old courthouses. Elias sat on the cold wooden bench, staring at the judge who had spent …

داستان زهرا
maryam maryam Dec 29, 2023

من یک دختر 9 ساله هستم و اسمم زهرا است. من دوست دارم با عروسک هایم بازی کنم و داستان های خیالی برای آنها بسازم. اما امروز مادرم گفت که …

The Doll
sara sara Jan 27, 2024

Anna loved dolls. She had a big collection of them in her room. She liked to dress them up, comb their hair, and talk to them. She treated them like …

The Gharial's Tears
hamed hamed Jan 19, 2025

The river, ancient and winding, carried its story through the heart of India, flowing steadily beneath the sky where the stars whispered secrets to the moon. In its depths, hidden …

Humanoid Robots Revolution | Chapter 1: The World Reborn
hamed hamed Jan 27, 2025

The world had long abandoned its organic essence, trading blood and bone for circuits and metal. What was once called Earth had transformed into a shimmering expanse of technological beauty. …

The Vanishing Feed
hamed hamed Jan 17, 2025

Sienna woke up to the same ritual she had followed for years: reaching for her phone before her eyes fully opened. But this morning, her finger hovered over the app …

The Day History Changed
hamed hamed Jan 16, 2025

It was a bitter, cold January afternoon in Prague, the kind that sank into your bones and made the city feel even more oppressive than it already was. The streets, …

The Forgotten Club | Part Two
hamed hamed Feb 10, 2025

The following day, the group reconvened, all eager to dive deeper into the mystery that had been left untouched for so many years. Olivia, Jake, Maya, and Luke gathered in …

The Nightingale’s Last Song
hamed hamed Jan 19, 2025

The old woman sat in her weathered armchair, its floral fabric faded by decades of sunlight streaming through the window. Her name was Shirin, but to her granddaughter Laleh, she …