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Love Born from Ashes and Embers
hamed
Jan 12, 2025
The air was thick with smoke and the lingering scent of charred wood. A soft, eerie silence hung over the once-vibrant neighborhood, now reduced to a patchwork of rubble and …
The Biggest Strife
hamed
Feb 07, 2024
He had loved her since he was a young boy, and she had loved him back. They grew up together, they went to school together, they dreamed of a future …
The Whisper in the Ice
hamed
Jan 18, 2025
Dr. Elena Sokolov’s breath crystallized in the frigid air as she leaned over the ancient ice core in her Antarctic lab. The core had been drilled from depths untouched for …
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 …
Logging Out
hamed
Jan 23, 2025
The first hour was unbearable. Lila stared at her phone, the blank screen like a taunt. Her thumb twitched with phantom muscle memory, instinctively reaching for apps that weren’t there. …
The Last Wish
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 …
Office Hours
eromance
Apr 22, 2025
It was supposed to be just another semester. Another lecture. Another forgettable professor. But Professor Hale was anything but forgettable. She was in her late thirties, sharp-eyed and sharper-tongued, with …
The Weight of Days
hamed
Jan 12, 2025
Marcus stared at his reflection in the coffee shop window, barely recognizing the man looking back at him. Three months unemployed had left dark circles under his eyes and a …
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 …
A New Life Free From Addiction
hamed
Jan 16, 2024
The day he met Sarah, John almost didn't go to the support group. He had relapsed the night before, succumbing to the familiar urge that haunted him for years. He …