Mystery
I Opened a Door in My House That Should Not Exist
I’ve lived in my house for more than a decade. In all those years, I believed I knew this place better than anyone—every creaking floorboard, every shifting shadow, every cold draft that slipped through the old wooden frames. But yesterday, I discovered something that should not exist in any home.
By Muhammad Reyaz3 months ago in Fiction
PART II — THE SKY THAT REMEMBERS
The instant Kael and Elara stepped through the star-lit arch, the ground vanished beneath their feet. Wind roared around them. Colors bled like liquid starlight, swirling in impossible shapes—spirals of violet flame, rivers of gold flowing upward, fragments of constellations drifting like snow.
By Alisher Jumayev3 months ago in Fiction
THE LANTERN OF THE LAST SKY
Wind curled like silver ribbons along the cliffs of Asterfall, carrying scents of pine, cold stone, and something older—something the villagers only whispered about when night grew too still. As dawn painted the sky in molten rose, Kael Rowan, apprentice mapmaker, sat on the highest rock ledge with his boots dangling over the abyss.
By Alisher Jumayev3 months ago in Fiction
The Girl Who Vanished Twice
On the night Emily Soren disappeared, rain hammered the streets of Graybridge like a warning no one wanted to hear. Detective Mara Hale arrived at the crime scene soaked to the bone, her flashlight slicing through the mist as officers moved in tight, nervous motions.
By Alisher Jumayev3 months ago in Fiction
The Ballroom
Yasmine knew that the old brass key that was hidden in the flowerpot was not meant for her, but being a young, curious mind can lead you into places that your sound mind wouldn't dare let you walk into. Yasmine put the key into the door, and as she turned it, it made a soft clicking sound as she let herself in. When Yasmine walked into the ballroom, the dust curled through the air like a ghost of past music.
By L Mystic Saga3 months ago in Fiction
Secrets in the Grey Stone
The chipped porcelain of the teacup warmed Elisabeth’s hands, but did little to thaw the chill that had settled deep in her bones. Rain lashed against the gothic windows of Blackwood Academy, mirroring the tempest brewing within her. It wasn’t the storm that frightened her, not anymore. It was the silence. The *wrongness* that had permeated Blackwood since the Autumn Equinox.
By 𝒩𝓊𝓉𝓊 𝒱. 𝒞.3 months ago in Fiction
Would You Swap Your Body? The Wildly Real Attempt at the First Human Head Transplant
Imagine this: you're in a devastating accident, or maybe you’re living with a condition that slowly traps you inside your own body. Suddenly, doctors tell you there’s one bold, almost unbelievable option left: they can remove your head and attach it to a completely new body.
By Areeba Umair3 months ago in Fiction
Inside America’s Psychic Spy Program: The Strange Reality Behind a Very Real Mystery
Growing up, one of the shows that completely shaped my love for mysteries was Unsolved Mysteries. And honestly, nobody could have hosted that show better than Robert Stack. His voice alone was enough to make you glance over your shoulder at least twice.
By Areeba Umair3 months ago in Fiction
[Disney Reddit] We’ve Been Told to Stop Acknowledging the Children in the Hallways
Posted by u/BehindTheCastleWalls — r/NoSleep I work night security at one of the resorts near Disney World. I won’t say which one, because I’d like to keep my job, but it’s one of the ones you’d recognize — themed, cheerful, always spotless, with music playing even at 2 a.m.
By V-Ink Stories3 months ago in Fiction
