Mystery

L'Unico: part 4
Jade let her mother in her bad state speaking and rapidly he let his imagination drive him far to the world of the unseen, he started to imagine people going in long tunnels on the
By el hariti adil5 days ago in Fiction
Tides of Fire and Water. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
Title: Tides of Fire and Water The Water Kingdom was a realm of silver rivers and endless rain, where the sea kissed the mountains and the royal palace shimmered like glass in the moonlight. Prince Rano, youngest of the Water Kingdom’s royal line, had always carried himself with quiet grace, yet there was a heaviness to him that no courtly education could ease. A scar traced a line along his left cheek, a remnant of an accident long ago an accident caused by someone who should have protected him, but instead left a permanent mark.
By Maya Ocean5 days ago in Fiction
Sirena
The peaks and swells of winter snow cradled me like a soft woolen blanket that day. Time froze the moment that photo was taken. The buds of snowfall caressed my bare, warm skin. Even though it was below centigrade, I was boiling hot, convinced that it was summer's swelter.
By Susan L. Marshall6 days ago in Fiction
“Very Dark Times” OF USA
Ray Dalio Warns: The United States May Be Heading Into “Very Dark Times” Billionaire investor Ray Dalio has issued a stark warning: the United States may be heading into “very dark times.” His concerns are not based on short-term politics but on long-term historical patterns that have shaped the rise and fall of global superpowers.
By Wings of Time 6 days ago in Fiction
The Amber Hush
The sun was a bruised, heavy orange, sinking behind the jagged teeth of the mountains. In Oakhaven, this wasn’t a moment for poetry or postcards. It was a countdown.
By Feliks Karić6 days ago in Fiction
The Psychiatrist and the Patient’s Mirror
The world renowned psychiatrist was baffled. The patient named Norm was deteriorating, or so it seemed. During each session, he prodded and poked Norm, trying to find what made him so unusual.
By Dean Traylor6 days ago in Fiction
L'unico: Part 3
In the morning, Jade gathered his belongings and joined his mother for their planned trip to a rustic farm. They had decided to spend a week at a hotel by the sea, hoping the change of scenery would be therapeutic for Jade. The idea ofthe peaceful farm and the soothing ocean was a welcome distraction from the recent upheaval in Jade's life. As they arrived at the train station, Faty purchased two cups of coffee to sustain them through the journey. Jade, though seemingly composed, was still grappling with the shock of recent events. The doctor’s diagnosis and his mother’s insistence on spiritual intervention had left him feeling unsettled. He sipped his coffee, lost in thought, as they waited for the train.
By el hariti adil6 days ago in Fiction
Above From Below: Part 5
Red skies appeared slowly over the Texas horizon as the morning suns brought new life to the area. The roads weren't as saturated as they were to the north, and 1970, black, Challenger sped through the desolate part of the state as it headed to the area Nico was killed. Rick's weary eyes were heavy from driving straight through. He'd only made one stop near any form of civilization.
By The Man Behind The Mask6 days ago in Fiction
In love with a ghost
“Room 27” The rain poured relentlessly over Chambéry that evening. The streetlights flickered, as if they too were afraid.
By Gihan Mansory6 days ago in Fiction
'Her' Synaesthesia
In the deep crevices of night, she was wakeful, clawing at the air struck beats of life. A deep trance overcame her, rippling its way through the endless, streaming lights of neon. Her body swelled and flowed, almost weightlessly, escaping the deep. grasping grooves of outstreched arms. She was estranged from this world, new yet unware of the way it pulsed or kicked.
By Susan L. Marshall7 days ago in Fiction
Cloudfall
It’s been like this for over a year, I’m in the house, windows all boarded up and the door as fast as I can make it. Luckily they just tried to kick it down but it’s too strong for that. A couple of times I think Molotov cocktails have been thrown but the planks on the windows are more than good enough for that.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 7 days ago in Fiction
IGNIS WAKE
The canteen was vacant as Hamish entered, he was early. The automated lights buzzed to life and flickered a glare across stainless-steel benches that rowed along each side of the modestly sized hall. A set of narrow windows accompanied each bench on the right side. Thick tropical fauna brushed and dragged with the wind against the exterior. The spattering of sunlight through the leaves and branches did very little to brighten the facilities dull concrete and iron panel laced interior. A closed hatch straight ahead into a kitchen indicated that lunch was not yet ready. But as Hamish’s mission detailed, this was the only opportunity to discuss the operation with his fellow MI6 and CIA agents embedded in the mysterious projects activities.
By Blair J Allan7 days ago in Fiction