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The Shah's Departure
hamed
Jan 16, 2025
The palace was quiet, unnervingly so. It was the kind of quiet that settled deep into your bones, the kind that came before a storm. For years, the royal compound …
A Mother’s Miracle
hamed
Jan 16, 2025
Elena sat in the quiet of her living room, staring out the window at the fading light of dusk. The world outside was bustling, unaware of the miracle unfolding within …
The First Step
hamed
Jan 16, 2025
It was quiet in the barracks, the hum of the ceiling fan barely cutting through the thick Gulf air. Amir sat on his bunk, fingers tracing the edge of his …
The Last Scoop
hamed
Jan 16, 2025
Ellie Harris leaned against the cold glass of her office window, staring at the city below, a sea of moving lights and fleeting faces. The newsroom behind her buzzed with …
The Trader's Gambit
hamed
Jan 16, 2025
The charts glowed red on Alan’s multiple monitors, an unbroken sea of collapsing currencies. Headlines screamed chaos: “Emerging Market Meltdown,” “Hyperinflation Devours South America,” “African Nations Abandon Fiat.” Alan leaned …
The Duchess in Room 12
hamed
Jan 16, 2025
The hospital buzzed with an energy that hadn’t been felt in years. Fresh flowers lined the front desk, the floors gleamed from an extra polish, and the faint smell of …
The Final Stretch
hamed
Jan 16, 2025
The locker room was silent, save for the rhythmic hum of fluorescent lights. Emma sat on the bench, staring at her running shoes, their neon laces glowing faintly under the …
After the Storm
hamed
Jan 16, 2025
The morning after the storm, the Great Smoky Mountains stood shrouded in a ghostly mist, as if mourning the devastation below. Entire trees lay uprooted, power lines tangled like webs, …
The Boardroom Mirror
hamed
Jan 16, 2025
“Next on the agenda,” Marcus said, tapping his pen against the glossy table. “The DEI program.” The room fell silent, save for the hum of the air conditioning. Amelia watched …
The Road to Somewhere
hamed
Jan 16, 2025
The distant pop of gunfire echoed through the humid night. Lina clutched her son tighter, his small frame trembling against her chest. “Maman, I’m scared,” he whispered, his voice barely …