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The Pardoner's Last Laugh
hamed
Jan 22, 2025
In the parallel world of Pardonia, President Brydon sat at his ornate golden desk, pen poised over a stack of parchment marked Preemptive Pardons. Outside the White Oval Bubble, news …
The Ridge Burns
hamed
Jan 12, 2025
The morning was postcard perfect. The ocean glistened under the pale sun, the breeze carried a faint saltiness, and the jacarandas along the winding streets were bursting with purple blooms. …
The Gingerbread Rebellion
hamed
Jan 30, 2025
Mira loved baking more than anything. She spent hours in her tiny kitchen, mixing, kneading, and frosting her worries away. But everything changed the day she whispered, "I wish you …
Across the Fence
eromance
Apr 25, 2025
Martin’s blood still buzzed with adrenaline when he stomped down his driveway, his fists knotted at his sides. The argument with his neighbor, Greg Thompson, had started over a stray …
The Mirror Breaks
hamed
Jan 09, 2025
I first saw them in the reflection of a storefront window – my best friend Anna and my husband Mike, their fingers intertwined as they walked down Madison Avenue. For …
The Blacksmith’s Folly (Medieval England, 14th Century)
eromance
Apr 22, 2025
Will the blacksmith was built like an ox, but his heart was a swooning minstrel’s when it came to Lady Eleanor, the baron’s daughter. Her gowns hugged curves that made …
The Divide
hamed
Jan 14, 2025
Lena had always lived with the hum of luxury in the background, like a soft, unspoken promise that her life would be smooth. Her father’s law firm sat at the …
The Forgotten King
hamed
Dec 23, 2024
The wind howled through the crumbling ruins of an ancient palace, buried deep within the Alborz mountains. Mehran, a wandering bard, stumbled upon the remnants of a courtyard. Marble lions …
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 …
The Last Truth
hamed
Jan 17, 2025
The newsroom was silent, a graveyard of empty desks and dormant monitors. Taylor sat alone under the flickering glow of a desk lamp, headphones on, replaying the anonymous audio file …