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The Last Peach
hamed hamed Apr 23, 2025

Marjorie always saved the best for last. It was her way — a kind of hope, a promise that the end of the day, or the meal, or the season, …

In the Shadow of the Dome
hamed hamed Jan 15, 2025

The cold wind cut through Sarah’s coat as she stood outside the Capitol, her breath visible in the icy air. She had come to Washington to see history in the …

The Last Log-Out
hamed hamed Jan 30, 2025

Ethan had always been a daydreamer. But in the virtual world, he was a king. The VR game Elysium wasn’t just an escape—it was freedom. Every day after school, he’d …

The Foundation Stone
hamed hamed Jan 17, 2025

Nathaniel Ward’s hands trembled as he unrolled the parchment. The stakes were higher than any column or arch he’d ever designed. This wasn’t just a monument—it was to be the …

The Water Wars
hamed hamed Jan 10, 2025

The sun hung heavy in the sky, a merciless eye watching the land below. The river, once a lifeline, was now a trickle—a shadow of its former self. What remained …

Sometime Deep Penetration Only Reveals Your Main Source of Anxiety
eromance eromance Apr 25, 2025

The drill whirred like a wasp in a bottle, slicing into the drywall with mechanical indifference. Marcus held it steady, jaw tight, arms locked. His girlfriend, Eliza, watched from across …

The Lavender House
hamed hamed Apr 23, 2025

At forty-three, Lena arrived in the town of Thistlebrook with two suitcases, a car that rattled like it had secrets, and the raw ache of starting over. She had left …

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 …

Spy
bastaki bastaki Jan 16, 2024

The deadline was approaching fast, and Ali was still struggling with the code. He had been hired by Bastaki Software Solutions, a company that provided services for software development and …

The Fire Beneath the Cypress
hamed hamed Dec 25, 2024

In the heart of Shiraz, where the scent of orange blossoms swirled through the night air, Layli sat beneath the ancient cypress tree. Her fingers traced the letters carved into …