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The Fire Beneath the Cypress
hamed hamed Dec 25, 2024

In the heart of Shiraz, where the scent of orange blossoms swirled through the night air, Layli sat beneath the ancient cypress tree. Her fingers traced the letters carved into …

The Playlist Connection
hamed hamed Jan 21, 2025

Ava never expected much from Spotify’s "Collaborative Playlist" feature, but when her friend added her to one called Serendipity Vibes, she decided to check it out. Among her friend's typical …

The Last Message
hamed hamed Jan 30, 2025

Liam’s phone buzzed at 2:13 a.m. It was from Noah. "I'm still here. Find me before they do." Liam sat up, heart pounding. Noah had been missing for two weeks. …

The Price of Peace
hamed hamed Jan 10, 2025

James Morgan wiped the sweat from his brow as he looked at the faded sign of Morgan & Sons Hardware. For twenty-four years, he'd been the first to arrive and …

Crossing Borders
hamed hamed Jan 10, 2025

The air smelled of wet earth and desperation. Layla adjusted the straps of her backpack, her fingers numb in the icy night. Ahead, the faint glow of a distant village …

The Last Road
hamed hamed Jan 12, 2025

Maya gripped the steering wheel, knuckles white, as the miles stretched before her like an endless blur. The car’s air conditioning had long since failed, the inside of the vehicle …

The Last Peach
hamed hamed Apr 23, 2025

Marjorie always saved the best for last. It was her way — a kind of hope, a promise that the end of the day, or the meal, or the season, …

Embers of the Earth
hamed hamed Jan 15, 2025

Jenna had been a firefighter long enough to know that the crackling fire on the horizon was a harbinger of destruction, but nothing could prepare her for the enormity of …

Snow Day
hamed hamed Jan 26, 2025

The morning began with a hush. Normally, the Houston Zoo buzzed with chatter and rustling leaves, but today, the air was thick with wonder. A rare snowfall had blanketed the …

The Librarian’s Secret
eromance eromance Apr 22, 2025

Librarian Harold was a moth, and Father Michael, the new priest, was a flame. Every Wednesday, Michael visited the library to borrow theology texts, his collar snug against a neck …