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Finding Hope Through Connection
hamed
Jan 27, 2025
Mira sat alone in her small apartment, staring at the blank canvas on her easel. She hadn’t painted in months, not since her younger sister, Ayla, passed away. Ayla had …
The Song of Aclla
eromance
Apr 26, 2025
In the high mountains where the condors wheeled and the stones drank sunlight, there was a girl named Amaru. She was an Aclla — a Chosen Woman — raised in …
A Curtain Divides the World - Chapter 7: "Revolution in the Library"
dehongi
Jan 17, 2025
Arash had never thought of the school library as a particularly thrilling place. Sure, it was a quiet refuge from the chaos of his classmates’ shouting matches and pencil wars, …
My First Story
ahmad
May 01, 2024
I didn't expect this feeling to hit me like a dodgeball to the gut during Mr. Johnson's epic history lecture on, like, the bubonic plague or something. Jessica, who usually …
The Temple of Mirrors
eromance
Apr 26, 2025
It was in Rajasthan, where the sands eat memory and the nights hum with ghost songs, that Kiara found the temple. Locals warned her: The Temple of Mirrors does not …
Directed By Fear
dehongi
Jan 13, 2024
The alarm clock rang, but Anna did not want to get up. She had a big presentation at work today, and she was terrified of speaking in front of her …
Blind Love
hafiz
Jan 18, 2024
She had always loved him from afar, but he never noticed her. He was too busy chasing after other women, who only broke his heart and left him in despair. …
Beneath the Velvet Silence
eromance
Apr 23, 2025
England, 1821. Lady Eliza Fairmoor was everything a duke’s daughter should be — obedient, graceful, tragically beautiful. Her life was stitched in lace and silence, days spent learning to host, …
The Garden’s Song
hamed
Jan 18, 2025
Lena sat on the balcony, staring out over the sprawling city. The skyline glimmered with the buzz of a thousand lights, each one a heartbeat in the relentless pulse of …
The Simorgh’s Feather
hamed
Jan 19, 2025
Arya sat in his cramped studio apartment, staring at the blank canvas that mocked him from across the room. A half-empty cup of cold tea sat beside crumpled sketches and …