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Two Paths Converged
dehongi
Jan 14, 2024
Alex and Ben were best friends since college. They both studied computer science and dreamed of creating their own software products. After graduation, they faced a dilemma: should they start …
Cursed Coffee
hamed
Apr 25, 2025
It started with a free punch card. Eli, who considered himself both a realist and a proud pessimist, found it fluttering on the sidewalk outside Perky Bean Café. Ten stamps …
The Room at the End
eromance
Apr 23, 2025
She found the house by accident. An old manor swallowed by ivy, hidden behind the trees at the edge of the town she was trying to forget. The listing was …
After the Storm
hamed
Jan 16, 2025
The morning after the storm, the Great Smoky Mountains stood shrouded in a ghostly mist, as if mourning the devastation below. Entire trees lay uprooted, power lines tangled like webs, …
The Curse of Love and Immortality - Chapter 6: The Song of Anahita
dehongi
Jan 16, 2025
The king’s voice carried a musical rhythm as he began the next tale, as if echoing the melody of the story itself. The princess, already captivated by the flicker of …
She needed herself
hamed
Jan 21, 2024
She lost her parents in a car crash, her brother in a war, and her best friend to cancer. She was alone, broken, and hopeless. She had nothing left to …
The Carpet of Whispers
hamed
Jan 18, 2025
Lila had always admired the faded beauty of her grandmother’s antique carpet, a sprawling Persian masterpiece that covered the floor of the living room like a forgotten treasure. She had …
Paper Boats at Dawn
hamed
Jan 19, 2025
The river was still, bathed in the pale light of dawn, its surface shimmering like a sheet of glass. Lan stood at the water’s edge, her fingers trembling as she …
Rumor Has It
hamed
Jan 29, 2025
Ashanti swirled her straw in her iced tea, watching Nelly smirk across the restaurant table. “So…” he started, dragging out the word like he was setting up a punchline. “You …
The Forgotten Gate
hamed
Jan 19, 2025
Dr. Parisa Shirazi stood in the biting wind, staring at the jagged ruin jutting out of the barren mountainside. The gray stones, weathered by centuries, bore intricate carvings—a language she …