The Echo of Rainy Afternoons

The Echo of Rainy Afternoons ​The school library during seventh period was always quiet, but the back corner near the music history archives was practically deserted. That was where Maya spent her fre

Red Threads

Part 2: The Perfect Cage The footsteps grew closer, their rhythmic thudding echoing off the hardwood floor of the loft. Minah’s mind screamed at her to run, to hide, to claw her way out of the window

Book Girl 🍁

THIRTEEN Eric gazed down at the little object in wonder. "A key," he mused to himself and then put it down on the table ever so suddenly. He was serious earlier when he decided not to invade her pri

Title: The Man Who Could Not Die, and the Woman Who Could Not Stay

The first time Aarav met her, she was standing in the middle of a battlefield that no longer existed. Smoke drifted through the air. The sky burned orange. Soldiers lay frozen in the moment between l

Do you love me

Jacky waked into the house and climbed the stairs to the upper floor and entered her kids room,"Hey ,see whose home","mummy!",exclaimed her five year old daughter Mia, who jumped from her bed and ran

• Ember of Us •

The soft amber light spilled through the curtains, casting gentle shadows across the room where Claire and James stood facing each other. The years they had shared were etched into the lines of their

The Phantom’s Embrace

Lily, a writer seeking inspiration, moved into the old Greystone Inn, a place whispered to be haunted. On her first night, she heard soft piano melodies drifting through the halls, though the building

Fish

Hanan setting in the car looking through the window Thinking about what happened in the fajir. I crashed almost everything in the house. My mom scolded me. Hanan: ah Hanan looked at her mother an

a vent about my love per say.

I never believed in first loves and everyone i spoke with never believed it either. They always said it was mere "puppy love" and that it'll go away quickly. But till this day, I never believed it was

Almost

They were best friends. Always had been. Shared books, playlists, secrets—everything except the one thing that mattered. Love. He loved her in silence. She loved him in secret. Each one waited f

“The Sunset that Holds Memories”

“The Sunset that Holds Memories” bannedwritten 🖋️ What is sunset? Sunset is a daily spectacle where the Sun dips below the horizon, painting the sky with warm colors and evoking a sense of pea

I Love you, Goodbye

//This story captures love, heartbreak, courage, and the painful beauty of goodbye. It’s perfect for someone wanting a short but deeply emotional narrative about letting go.// The café smelled of ci

Simon "Ghost" brings a cat to the military base.

Simon stared at the small spray bottle in his hand with a serious expression, as if he were holding a live grenade. The label read “Organic Catnip Spray — 100% Natural,” 🌿featuring an image of a happy

My Lord's love

A Love Story: My Lord's Love --- The grand estate of Lord Sebastian Ravenswood was a place of elegance and tradition, where rules were rarely broken. But among the ornate chandeliers and marble hal

Cared

Tik tok tik tok..... Someone1: Give me the sissors Someone2: She is bleeding to much,can we save her?! Someone1: Don't u dare think negetive,or u will be the first to be dead.So work properly Someone

Back stabbed by FRIENDS

It's 19 October 2024 I have been good in academics since a while and same goes with every competition I participate into. I have been only winning since I started participating in it. And now it's th

Love at silk road

A love story that started at silk road and ended at silk road............. (Opening): A young man from Spain (Francisco Javier) was on expenditure with his only friend (Manuel) .They both were scholar

The Lottery Ticket

Let’s delve into one of these timeless classics, The Lottery Ticket by Anton Chekhov (1887). In this story, Ivan Dmitritch and his wife are thrilled when they discover they might have won the lottery.

THE LOCKET

The old house creaked and groaned, a symphony of settling wood and whispering drafts. I, Amelia, stood in the dusty attic, a lone beam of light from my flashlight cutting through the gloom. I'd come t

Thirteen Little Goodbyes

This happened to someone. I'm only giving it a story form. ✉️ I was twenty-one when I met him. I didn't know he was married. If I had known, maybe I would have walked away before anything had a ch