Fantasy
The Café of Second Chances
M Mehran Chapter One: The Rainy Evening Arman never liked rain. It made the city streets smell of damp concrete and regret. But that evening, caught without an umbrella, he ducked into a small café he had never noticed before. Its wooden sign read simply: Second Chances.
By Muhammad Mehran5 months ago in Chapters
The Silent Chapters of A Life
M Mehran Chapter One: The Stranger in the Mirror Rayan stared at his reflection, his face pale under the bathroom light. At twenty-seven, he should have been brimming with confidence, but instead he saw hesitation staring back. The kind of hesitation that doesn’t come from one failure, but from years of quietly choosing comfort over courage. He had a decent job, a quiet apartment, and a routine that rarely shifted. Yet, inside, a storm brewed—a restlessness he could not name.
By Muhammad Mehran5 months ago in Chapters
The Witches Redemption
The days blurred into one another as Vivian wandered beyond the edges of the forest, her strange companion never straying far from her side. At first, she had thought of it only as an odd creature that had chosen to follow her, but the longer it stayed, the more it felt like a guardian sent by some forgotten magic. Its paws were silent on the earth, its eyes sharp as if they saw what she could not, and when she grew weary, it pressed close as though lending her its strength.
By Lyrria Honey5 months ago in Chapters
The Dream Collector
Dr. Sarah Umbra adjusted the delicate sensors embedded within the memory foam, her fingers tracing the nearly invisible network of neural receptors that had taken her team three years to perfect. The pillow looked ordinary enough—soft gray fabric, standard size—but beneath its surface lay technology that could capture the electromagnetic echoes of sleeping thoughts.
By Parsley Rose 5 months ago in Chapters
The Sparta Chronicles. AI-Generated.
The air, thick with the cloying sweetness of honeysuckle and the damp, earthy perfume of upturned soil, hummed with an almost imperceptible vibrato. For Pandora, it was meant to be a balm, a familiar embrace of a sun-drenched afternoon. Her loyal corgi, Sparta, a creature of boundless curiosity and a surprisingly sophisticated flair for the dramatic, was her shadow. The golden shafts of sunlight, usually a gentle caress, now seemed to pierce the verdant canopy with an alarming intensity, illuminating motes of dust dancing in a preternatural stillness. Sparta, usually content to follow her scent-marked path, began to vibrate with a low, guttural whine, his stubby tail a question mark against the vibrant green. Then, it happened. A ripple, almost imperceptible, disturbed the thick fur of his neck, and the worn, impossibly antique watch, a secret heirloom passed down through generations of his lineage, pulsed with a malevolent, internal light.
By Carolyn Patton5 months ago in Chapters
The Forest of the Forgotten
Chapter One A gentle breeze brushes along the leaves of the neighboring trees. I'm lying in the grass, tall and overgrown as far as the eye can see, making it almost impossible for me to see. The sound the wind makes had always brought a smile to my face, especially here.
By Parsley Rose 5 months ago in Chapters
CH 3~ Building a New Life
Frannie woke on a couch in a parlor with Gerdie holding her hand; she didn’t recognize this new room but knew it must be the parlor in her new home. Where else could she be? It was comfortable, though not as large or richly appointed as her home here.
By K.B. Silver 5 months ago in Chapters
How to Reclaim Your Life in the Age of Endless Notifications
In today’s world, almost everyone is living two lives at the same time: one in reality and one online. We wake up to the sound of alarms on our phones, scroll through social media before even brushing our teeth, and fall asleep while our screens are still glowing. This constant connection to the digital world has made life easier in many ways, but it has also trapped us in cycles of stress, distraction, and shallow connections.
By Omar Khostai 5 months ago in Chapters
Amnity and the Forgotten Grove
Amnity had always been different from the other witches in the Moonhaven Coven. While they brewed potions with precise measurements and cast spells by ancient formulas, Amnity worked by feeling—letting magic flow through her like water finding its course.
By Parsley Rose 5 months ago in Chapters
