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The Light Between Closed Doors. AI-Generated.
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By Taj muhammad3 days ago in Fiction
The She-Wolf
Leonard Bilsiter was one of those people who found the real world dull and uninteresting. Instead of engaging with ordinary life, he preferred to speak mysteriously about unseen forces and secret powers. Like a child inventing imaginary worlds, Leonard created his own version of hidden knowledge—but unlike children, he wanted others to admire and believe him.
By Malak Faisal3 days ago in Fiction
The Hands That Rocked The Baby Killed Its Daddy
The Hands That Rocked The Baby Killed Its Daddy They said she was gentle. They said she had the softest voice in the ward, the kind that could calm a fevered child with a single hush. They said she was patient. Devoted. Harmless. They never listened closely enough.
By George’s Girl 2026 3 days ago in Fiction
Marjolaine
MARJOLAINE Using my thumb as a temporary bookmark, I closed the paperback of Ender’s Game. Having already finished it twice, this third read-through sought comfort.
By Jean-François Lamothe4 days ago in Fiction
The Road to Paradise Pocket. Top Story - March 2026.
“Come now little one, under your covers you go” A booming voice sounded throughout a dimly lit rustic cabin. Tiny feet began thumping a few rooms over as the large gray man sat on a bedside stool and gazed out into the blowing snow outside. It had been snowing for days now, another day and his view of the outside may begin to obscure. He could hear the wind breaking now though, not as harsh and powerful as it had been the day before, his vision a few yards further, and the sun a hair brighter that afternoon. Yes it would break by morning, the snow would stop and the sun would cast its warm healing rays over the tiny frozen town.
By Brier4 days ago in Fiction
The Silent Love of the Forest
Deep between green mountains lay a vast and peaceful forest where life moved in harmony with nature. Every morning, golden sunlight slipped gently through the leaves, painting patterns upon the soft earth. Birds filled the air with melodies, and a clear river flowed through the forest like a silver ribbon, carrying stories of time itself.
By hamad khan5 days ago in Fiction
The Magic Behind The Door
The house was dull and boring to look at, and its red brick grounds were worn out. The door and window frame looked like something out of an old book.
By Carol Ann Townend5 days ago in Fiction
The Letter He Never Opened. AI-Generated.
The letter arrived on an ordinary afternoon. Arman noticed it only because the envelope looked different from the usual bills and promotional flyers. It was cream-colored, slightly creased at the edges, and addressed in handwriting he hadn’t seen in years.
By Shahid Zaman6 days ago in Fiction
He Looked Like Home. He Became My Nightmare
I had no one to blame but myself. I fell for his charm. He was such a sweet talker. The perfect boyfriend. I had been grieving the loss of my previous fiancé. My parents had absolutely rejected him due to his tribal origins. My mother had screamed incessantly, “People from his clan beat up their wives. They don't usually have lasting marriages,” she claimed.
By Esther Fashola6 days ago in Fiction
We Were Just Surviving, Not Living. AI-Generated.
The alarm rang at 5:42 a.m., the same shrill digital scream it had made every weekday for the past six years. Lena reached over me to turn it off.
By Jenny 6 days ago in Fiction
He Never Complained, But I Could See the Bitterness in His Silence. AI-Generated.
My husband never complained. Not when the landlord raised the rent again. Not when his hours were cut without warning.
By Jenny 6 days ago in Fiction
I Cannot Fail. My Family Needs Me. AI-Generated.
The call came at 2:17 a.m. I knew it was bad news before I answered. No one calls at that hour to say life is going well.
By Jenny 6 days ago in Fiction