Children's Fiction

The Fractured Veil
In the distant land of Aetherwyn, where reality and myth once lived in harmony, the Veil—a mystical boundary separating the mortal realm from the Shadowlands—had protected the world for centuries. But now, it was weakening.
By Zahir Ali Khan7 months ago in Chapters
The River That Took Them All: A Tragedy in Swat
The morning began like any other in the lush, serene valley of Swat, Pakistan. Birds sang their songs in the pine trees, children laughed on the riverbank, and tourists wandered the scenic hills with cameras and curious eyes. But by sundown, what was once a landscape of peace had turned into the setting of an unspeakable tragedy.
By TrueVocal7 months ago in Chapters
Why My Ex Thanked Me Years After Our Breakup
On a quiet Monday morning, Mira unlocked her phone and froze at the message: “Hey. I just wanted to say… thank you.” It had been four years since she and Alex ended things. No contact. No explanations. No goodbye beyond the void. And now, six simple words.
By Muhammad Saeed7 months ago in Chapters
The Last Lantern
Chapter One: Ash and Glow The village of Duskwood never knew daylight. Long ago, before the sky burned out and the world was swallowed in eternal twilight, people thrived under the sun. But now, only the rich could afford the flicker of artificial light, stored in glass orbs called Lumen Spheres, harvested by rare Seekers who ventured into the outer wastelands. For the rest, life was lived in shadows.
By Jibran Khan7 months ago in Chapters
The Roar in the Shadows
In the heart of the Elderwood Jungle, where the trees towered like ancient giants and mist curled along the forest floor like whispered secrets, a lone lion named Zuberi walked between silence and legend.
By Ghani7 months ago in Chapters
No Trace
Avea felt her heart lurch into her throat, as soon as her feet leapt off the ledge into the dark abyss below. As she felt herself become weightless, and the moonstone locked in its beautiful capsule glowed before lifting off her chest. A beacon in the dark, and just like everything else in the outlands the trench wasn't what it seemed. The mystic air around her caught her, and carried her gently to the ground. Avea felt her feet hit the ground below to the sunken depths where no other living soul could be heard. She didn't feel scared, instead she could feel the hum of the portal like a subtle melody echoing out to her. "Alright let's find where you are" she whispered closing her eyes, the moonstone around her neck recognising the call of power guided her through the narrow escape towards the end where she saw the opening of the dome.
By KEATA7 months ago in Chapters
The Weapon
Avea Maxwell unleashed a triumphant howl into the roaring winds, embracing the sensation of flight and unbridled freedom. The makeshift sand skiff rattled against the powerful gusts of wind, a testament to the scrap pieces she had ingeniously fashioned together. Flimsy goggles flapped wildly on her face, and her lean arms stirred up and around the dried cracked planes. The distant wail of sirens and the piercing spotlights from guard watch towers erupted around her, shining outwards from behind the wall, but she was too far gone. While Guardwatch could remotely destabilize hovercycles from a distance, the unique design of her stand skiff left them powerless. An ancient relic relying on nothing, but the steady winds and silent prayers. The echoes of the chase faded away, leaving Avea and Bebop alone in the vast outlands, gliding past the skeletal plants that stood as a memorial to her mother.
By KEATA7 months ago in Chapters
The Echoes of Unbending will
The air in the mountain town of Naro Moru, at the foot of Mount Kenya, always carried the scent of pine and damp earth, a promise of the wild untamed beauty above. But for Elias, it carried the intoxicating aroma of his own certainty. He had climbed smaller peaks, navigated treacherous forests, and faced down swirling blizzards. Each triumph had chiseled away a silver of doubt, replacing it with an unshakeable conviction in his own abilities. He was, in his own mind, a titan of the high places, and mount Kenya, with its twin peaks reaching for the heavens, was merely the next challenge awaiting his conquest.
By Tallgirl7 months ago in Chapters
The Siren's Curse- Chapter One
When I walk through the door of my home, I don't bother to yell to my wife that I'm home. She won't say anything back. Oh, how I miss the early days in our marriage. When I'd come home and Lucy would greet me at the door, eyes shining as she throws her arms around my neck and kisses me.
By K. R. Young7 months ago in Chapters
🌫 Dream Logic and Sonic Fog: How Dark Ambient Disorients the Mind Into Meaning . AI-Generated.
Dreams don’t make sense—but somehow they matter. A forest becomes a stairwell. A face becomes your childhood home. You wake up not remembering what happened, but knowing something happened.
By Yokai Circle7 months ago in Chapters
Mah-e-mohabbat
Mah-e-mohabbat . Episode=2 "Father, let go of my hand... the goat will go away," Hnum said, looking at Khushbakht. Khushbakht instinctively let go of her hand, and she ran to the goat, petting it and smiling. Meanwhile, the people in the gathering were leaving, and Khushbakht cast a final glance at Banum before departing.
By Bilal Muhammad8 months ago in Chapters
"The Way You Said Goodbye"
The Way You Said Goodbye You didn’t cry. That’s what I remember most. Not the words. Not the silence that followed them. Just the way you folded your hands and smiled as though you were smoothing over something fragile—a paper bird, maybe, or the final page of a letter no one would ever read.
By SHAYAN8 months ago in Chapters