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The Lantern Keeper’s Secret
Every night, the lanterns lit the harbor like fallen stars. Fishermen swore the glow kept storms away. Travelers said the lights guided them safely home.
By Salman Writes4 days ago in Fiction
Ashes Beneath the Olive Tree
The olive tree had stood longer than the village itself. Its roots clutched the soil like an old man refusing to let go of life.
By Salman Writes4 days ago in Fiction
The She-Wolf
Leonard Bilsiter was one of those people who found the real world dull and uninteresting. Instead of engaging with ordinary life, he preferred to speak mysteriously about unseen forces and secret powers. Like a child inventing imaginary worlds, Leonard created his own version of hidden knowledge—but unlike children, he wanted others to admire and believe him.
By Malak Faisal5 days ago in Fiction
The Hands That Rocked The Baby Killed Its Daddy
The Hands That Rocked The Baby Killed Its Daddy They said she was gentle. They said she had the softest voice in the ward, the kind that could calm a fevered child with a single hush. They said she was patient. Devoted. Harmless. They never listened closely enough.
By George’s Girl 2026 5 days ago in Fiction
The Train That Never Stops
Every city has a last train. The one that runs just before midnight. The one that carries tired workers, students half asleep, and strangers who never look at each other.
By Salman Writes6 days ago in Fiction
The Men in Black
The Men in Black The first time I saw them I thought it was a joke. Two men in black suits perfectly pressed standing in the shadows of the streetlamp outside my apartment. I had never seen them before. No one had. And yet there they were waiting. Their eyes were flat too calm like they had seen everything and nothing at once.
By George’s Girl 2026 7 days ago in Fiction
Spring Sacrifice
The woods of Hollow Glen were quiet, save for the crunch of dead leaves underfoot. The air was thick with the scent of pine and damp earth, and the last rays of sunlight filtered through the canopy, casting long, eerie shadows. The group of teenagers—Ellie, Jake, Sarah, and Ryan—had ventured there on a dare. Rumors of strange happenings in the forest around Easter had been passed down for years, but none of them believed in ghost stories.
By V-Ink Stories9 days ago in Fiction
Eggshells
Margaret Whitlock was known as the best artist in the sleepy town of Greystone. Her specialty was Easter egg sculptures—delicate, intricate creations painted with painstaking detail. Each egg was a marvel, depicting pastoral scenes, mythical creatures, and swirling patterns so fine they seemed almost alive. Every Easter, people from all over flocked to her gallery to admire and buy her work.
By V-Ink Stories9 days ago in Fiction
The Final Access. AI-Generated.
Rain lashed against the windows of Building 17, the forgotten headquarters of NeuroLink Systems. At 2:17 a.m., no one was supposed to be there.
By Michael Tomasetta10 days ago in Fiction
The Amber Spires: Part Two
I sat on a small rickety stool outside the wide oak door that led into the dull interior of the taskmasters’ quarters, this was becoming a far too familiar scenario. Two weeks ago, it was a brawl outside an abandoned fuel station over a case of expired cans of vegetables that got overlooked during the last rounds of looting and rioting, and the week before that a precinct six blocks over burnt to the ground. Quelling riots before they ever happened became our duty, weather it was some strategy come down from the brains up top or the fight in the people had just died out none of us knew.
By Brier10 days ago in Fiction
MIDNIGHT ON FRIDAY. Content Warning.
“Midnight on Friday” is a voice driven story about what happens when ordinary people are pushed past the edge and still find a way to keep moving.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 10 days ago in Fiction
The Clockmaker’s Paradox
In a forgotten quarter of the city, tucked between shuttered shops and a crumbling cathedral, stood The Clockmaker’s House.
By Salman Writes10 days ago in Fiction