Fan Fiction
Flattery Is a Dangerous Curse
In a lush green forest lived many animals. The lion of the forest was old and wise, and because of him all the animals lived peaceful lives. The animals shared friendliness and mutual respect, and whenever they were free, they would sit together and chat.
By Sudais Zakwan6 days ago in Fiction
The Bench That Never Moved
The bench had been there longer than anyone could remember. It sat beneath a wide banyan tree at the edge of the park, its wooden slats worn smooth by decades of waiting. Paint peeled from its iron legs, and one corner leaned slightly, as if tired but unwilling to fall. People passed it every day, yet few stopped long enough to notice it.
By ORM_Specialist8 days ago in Fiction
The Last Light in Apartment 407
Apartment 407 had been dark for weeks. Maya noticed it every night when she returned from work, climbing the narrow stairs of the old brick building with a tired sigh. Most windows glowed warmly by the time she reached the fourth floor—televisions flickering, lamps casting soft shadows—but 407 stayed empty and silent. No light. No sound. Just a closed door at the end of the hallway.
By ORM_Specialist8 days ago in Fiction
The Skull of Dracula
Lara Croft studied the map of the old cemetery under the light of the full moon. What she was looking for lay somewhere under her feet, somewhere under the 1000 graves was the key to opening the great tomb that lay halfway across the world on the southern tip of Australia. Despite the treasures she knew she could find; she never explored the cemeteries and tombs in this particular place for fear of what she might find; the living dead.
By Timothy E Jones9 days ago in Fiction
The Clockmaker of Chronos Lane
In the heart of a city that never stopped to breathe, there was a narrow alleyway known as Chronos Lane. It was so thin that two people could barely walk abreast, and at its very end sat a shop no larger than a garden shed. The sign above the door didn't say "Jeweler" or "Watch Repair." It simply bore the image of a single, unadorned brass gear.
By Asghar ali awan9 days ago in Fiction
The Stingy Family’s Cat
The cat’s two kittens were hungry and kept meowing loudly, making their mother very anxious. The mother cat herself was very hungry. She lived in a house where the owners were extremely frugal—some might even say miserly. They were so stingy that they would not give the cat any food.
By Sudais Zakwan9 days ago in Fiction
