Historical Fiction
The Sage and the Sovereign: Sheikh Ahmad Sirhindi and the Tatar Prince. AI-Generated.
Prologue: The Land of the Tatars Long ago, in the vast steppes of Central Asia, the Tatar Empire was ruled by a mighty king whose name history has forgotten, but whose legacy remains etched in cautionary tales. His kingdom was wealthy, his armies feared, and his word was law. Yet, his greatest sorrow was his son, Prince Altan—a young man whose arrogance knew no bounds.
By Zain Ul Abedin Khan9 months ago in Chapters
Haul Away the Anchor. Content Warning.
APRIL 2025 Nettie grins widely as she speaks. “She reminisced for a time, but Thomas was patient. He knew he’d be getting the story of a lifetime, so he sat in silence with her until she was ready. They remained that way for half an hour; she only looked back at him when the sky got so dark, she couldn’t see the water anymore.”
By Luna Jordan9 months ago in Chapters
"Vanished Beyond the Horizon"
For decades, the Bermuda Triangle has captivated the imaginations of sailors, pilots, scientists, and mystery lovers around the globe. Stretching roughly between Miami, Bermuda, and Puerto Rico, this region of the Atlantic Ocean has long been associated with inexplicable disappearances, strange phenomena, and theories ranging from scientific to supernatural. Despite extensive research and technological advancements, the enigma of the Bermuda Triangle remains—and perhaps, it is a mystery that will never be fully unraveled.
By Farhan Rafid9 months ago in Chapters
Her County: Part 4
PART 1 PART 2 PART 3 I had been running for some time before exhaustion overcame me. Every time I whipped around, looking behind me to the blackened woods, my eyes were haunted by the lingering imprint of those wide, hollow pupils, etched into my mind. I slowed, coming to an overgrowth, falling onto my hands and knees, laboriously heaving straining breaths. My elbows buckled with each inhale, quaking threateningly with every hot sigh, like some retching animal. My eyes stung as I forced them open, quickly realising every blink brought back that horrid face, hiding in the darkness of my eyelids. The jagged and harsh menagerie of splintered twigs, damp moss, and dirt sprinkled rocks were a hazy blur in my sight.
By Conor Matthews9 months ago in Chapters
Kia Ford Attending The English Premiere Festivities
After stealing three golden points, displaying two goals, and showing the Red Devils were nothing the Peacock alongside Kia Ford strolled down the lane, heading home as winners, until they reached their British flat front stoop.
By Marc OBrien9 months ago in Chapters
"Flight 914: Time Traveler or Tall Tale?"
There are countless mysteries in the world of aviation—from vanished aircraft to baffling black box recordings—but few tales have captured the imagination of the public quite like the legend of Flight 914. Said to be a passenger flight that disappeared in 1955 only to reappear decades later, this story sounds like a script from a science fiction movie. Yet, for many, it lingers in the realm between myth and reality. Is Flight 914 a genuine mystery, or is it a modern-day urban legend fueled by sensationalism?
By Farhan Rafid9 months ago in Chapters
The girl who paints time
The House That Breathes Color At the very end of the village, where the wind sang in the leaves of the old ashwattha tree and the birds whispered stories from another world, there was a crooked old house. The house stood slightly tilted, as if tired of remembering so many things.
By Canvas Whispers9 months ago in Chapters







