Adventure
The Silent War the World Is Already Fighting
The Silent War the World Is Already Fighting When people think about war, they imagine soldiers, tanks, and explosions. But today, some of the most dangerous battles are happening quietly—without gunfire, without borders, and often without the public even noticing. This is the age of cyber warfare, and it has already changed how nations compete for power.
By Wings of Time about a month ago in Fiction
The Space Between Us
The first thing I noticed about the building was the silence. It stood in the middle of a crowded city block, surrounded by traffic, noise, and movement, yet inside its walls, people lived as strangers. Doors closed quickly. Eyes avoided contact. Everyone carried their own lives like heavy luggage, careful not to bump into anyone else.
By Asghar ali awanabout a month ago in Fiction
The Day the Clock Refused to Move. AI-Generated.
The clock stopped at 9:17 a.m. At first, no one noticed. The café buzzed with its usual sounds—cups touching saucers, chairs scraping the floor, conversations overlapping without apology. Outside, traffic continued its impatient rhythm. Time, as far as anyone could tell, was still doing its job.
By Mehwish Jabeenabout a month ago in Fiction
The Letter That Was Never Sent. AI-Generated.
The letter lived in the bottom drawer for eleven years. It was folded carefully, as if someone might open it at any moment, though no one ever did. The paper had softened at the creases. The ink had faded just enough to suggest patience rather than neglect.
By Mehwish Jabeenabout a month ago in Fiction
Berganashio - Chapter 29
The day of the battle had finally arrived. In full battle gear, Larkin and Villi flew in the lead of the army of merfaries. Pori, Bry and Cotton were still missing. It was an important day. They did not have time to search for them, especially since they knew that Pori refused to join them in the fight against the mutated fairies.
By Rowan Finley about a month ago in Fiction
The Halazia Chronicles - Chapter 4
Soon it was summer, and the warehouse was almost unbearably hot to hang out in. But they didn’t care. It had become the most wonderful, magical place for the boys. It was their Neverland, their Wonderland, their Chocolate Factory.
By Guia Noconabout a month ago in Fiction
