Sci Fi
The City That Sleeps for One Hour
Nerath was a city of contradictions. A jewel in the desert, its towers gleamed like glass spears piercing the sky, its streets pulsed with neon veins, and its people thrived in a rhythm of commerce and culture. Yet beneath its brilliance lay a rule whispered from cradle to grave:
By Salman Writesa day ago in Fiction
The Trappist Adventure: Chapter 4
Darkness surrounded him as he lay on the cold floor and let the sensation ease the pain of his wounds. Johnny didn’t know how long it had been since their capture. He only knew that it felt like an eternity in hell. Even worse, Johnny had no idea what they did with the doctor.
By Jason Ray Morton a day ago in Fiction
Echoes of Resistance
The streets of Bristol were alive that day, though not with the usual hum of buses and chatter, but with the heavy pulse of voices that demanded to be heard. I had not intended to join the protest—I came to observe, to write, to bear witness—but once I stepped into the swell of people, the energy was impossible to ignore. The banners waved above heads, each one a story, a demand, a prayer. The scent of rain-soaked asphalt mixed with the faint tang of chalk from hastily scrawled messages, leaving the air electric.
By imtiazalam2 days ago in Fiction
A "Wolf", a Girl and Her Grandmother
The Observer's eyes had no whites; they were simply two glowing red points in the dark. His face, which a human might describe as unmistakably wolf-like, was covered in luxuriant red fur. An elegant, black-tipped nose — moist with his breath — and a long lipless mouth with a double row of white teeth completed his visage.
By Brian Loo Soon Hua2 days ago in Fiction
The Cat in the Box
The humans have a story about one of us. How do I know this? It's because they talk among themselves while they take care of us each day. Sometimes they'll even listen to things through these little white button-like objects they place in their ears. Occasionally they'll take these out and share with each other things that they find fascinating. One of the things I've overheard them talking about is the cat in the box. They never agree about what happened to this cat, which shows just how carefully they were listening.
By Special Little Whiskers Kitten Sanctuary2 days ago in Fiction
Man Buys a $20 Couch at a Thrift Store — Then Finds $100,000 Hidden Inside
Sometimes life-changing moments arrive when we least expect them. A simple decision, a random purchase, or an ordinary day can suddenly turn into a story that feels almost unbelievable. For one man, what started as a routine trip to a thrift store became a moment he would remember for the rest of his life. It all began with a couch that cost just twenty dollars. A Simple Purchase Jason Miller was a 28-year-old delivery driver who had recently moved into a small apartment in a quiet neighborhood. Like many young people starting out on their own, he was trying to save as much money as possible. His apartment was mostly empty except for a small table and a bed. One weekend, he decided it was finally time to buy a couch. But buying new furniture was expensive, and Jason didn’t have much to spare after paying rent and bills. So he did what many people do when money is tight—he visited a local thrift store. The store was filled with old furniture, secondhand decorations, and shelves of forgotten items waiting for someone to give them a new home. Jason slowly walked through the aisles, checking price tags and imagining what might fit in his apartment. Then he noticed it. In the corner of the store sat an old beige couch. It wasn’t perfect. The fabric looked slightly worn, and the cushions were a little soft. But the price tag caught his attention immediately. $20. Jason couldn’t believe it. For that price, it felt like a great deal. After thinking about it for a few minutes, he paid for the couch and arranged to bring it home that afternoon. At the time, he thought he had simply found a cheap piece of furniture. He had no idea the couch was hiding a secret.
By Shoaib Afridi3 days ago in Fiction
New Normalcy
I and my team of five were at least convinced that the HEIST was not the result of greed; rather, it was due to the banking system's stupidly overinclined and ever-increasing reliance on biometric identity verification. We thought it would work in our favor, but in a hyper-digital world, the tragedy isn't just that the body fails but that the body's degradation outpaces the rigidity of the encryption.
By Viral Rana3 days ago in Fiction
