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The Last Game
hamed hamed Jan 26, 2024

The Last Game She had one game left. She had played all the others, and she had mastered them. She had conquered every level, every challenge, every enemy. She had …

The Orb
hamed hamed Jan 20, 2025

The vast emptiness of space was peppered with glinting shards, remnants of humanity's ambitions: fractured satellites, discarded boosters, the flotsam of decades of exploration. For Rhea, a space debris cleanup …

The No-Talks Talk
hamed hamed Jan 24, 2025

Vladimir Putin sat in his office, staring at the gleaming button on his desk labeled "Trump." It was like a red panic button but with the potential for world-changing diplomacy. …

The Curse of Love and Immortality - Prologue
dehongi dehongi Jan 16, 2025

The Curse of Love and Immortality Long ago, in the cradle of creation, a race of ethereal beings was woven into existence by the hands of the Divine. These beings …

The Dating App Beloved
hamed hamed Jan 19, 2025

It started with a bug. Ramin, a software developer for a popular dating app, had always taken pride in the flawless functionality of the system. But recently, a glitch had …

The Olive Branch in the Sun
hamed hamed Jan 18, 2025

The air shimmered with heat as the temperature climbed past 110 degrees. The neighborhood felt like it was melting, but the community garden buzzed with quiet activity. It was the …

The Blind Date
hamed hamed Feb 08, 2024

She checked her phone for the fifth time. He was late. She wondered if he had changed his mind or got lost. She felt a surge of anxiety and regret. …

The Last Delivery
hamed hamed Jan 20, 2025

The warehouse hummed with the sound of drones, their metallic wings buzzing as they zipped off into the sky. Nathan sat at his console, staring at the blinking prompt on …

Behind the Screens
hamed hamed Jan 15, 2025

Jenna stared at the screen, the cursor blinking like a reminder of everything she hadn’t done. It was 10 a.m., but it felt like a strange time, suspended somewhere between …

A Child of Promise
hamed hamed Jan 15, 2025

The January air in Atlanta was crisp, carrying the faint scent of pine from the hills beyond the city. In a modest two-story house on Auburn Avenue, the cries of …