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Threads of Fate
hamed
Jan 21, 2025
The jacket was perfect: 70s leather, caramel-brown, with just the right amount of wear. Clara spotted it first on a tiny thrift store's Instagram page, its post tagged “DM to …
The Price of Peace
hamed
Jan 17, 2025
The train rumbled to a stop, its whistle piercing the stillness of the autumn air. Samuel Jenkins stepped off, the familiar creak of the platform beneath his boots sounding foreign …
The First Edit
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 …
The Last Bloom
eromance
Apr 26, 2025
Before the earth split and Hades claimed her, Persephone had another secret. A lover. One no poet dared to name. He came from the woods beyond Eleusis — a wild …
The Book Beneath the Pomegranate Tree
hamed
Jan 18, 2025
Lila had always loved the smell of old books. It was a scent she grew up with, the ink, the leather, and the parchment, all blending into something magical. Her …
The No-Talks Talk
hamed
Jan 24, 2025
Vladimir Putin sat in his office, staring at the gleaming button on his desk labeled "Trump." It was like a red panic button but with the potential for world-changing diplomacy. …
The Threads of Fate: Prologue
dehongi
Jan 25, 2025
The old man sat by the window, his frail hands trembling as they gripped the edge of the chair. The soft glow of the evening sun streamed through the glass, …
The Minister’s Mistake (Profumo Affair, UK, 1963)
eromance
Apr 22, 2025
Christine, a showgirl with legs like a Cold War ceasefire, had John Profumo, War Secretary, in a spin. Their poolside meeting at Cliveden—her nude swim a diplomatic incident—left him dizzy. …
The Skinny Jeans Rebellion
hamed
Jan 15, 2025
Emma didn’t even know the attic had a trunk until she stumbled over it, coughing through the dust. She was helping her parents clear out the old house, the one …
Currency of Survival
hamed
Jan 14, 2025
Tariq tightened his grip on the bag of potatoes, his knuckles white against the coarse burlap. Around him, the market buzzed with desperation. Sellers shouted prices that changed by the …