Series

A Message Written in Moon Dust
Dr. Aris Thorne was a geologist, a woman of rock and reason. The first human mission to the lunar farside was her life's work. As her lander settled into the dust of the Mendeleev Basin, a place of eternal Earth-shadow, her heart beat with a purely scientific thrill. She was here to read the moon's oldest stories, written in stone.
By Habibullah4 months ago in Fiction
Thirty Seconds After Midnight
“Why can’t I go home?” Elon asked. The commanding lookalike sighed and pulled a tablet out of its briefcase. It queued up a video and handed the tablet to Elon.
By Stephanie Hoogstad4 months ago in Fiction
The Compensation Plan
“I heard you are asking for $1 trillion from Tesla,” the commanding Elon lookalike said as it looked over the bunker plans.
By Stephanie Hoogstad4 months ago in Fiction
Black Scales IX: I've Already Had My Bath This Year
The more of the bandage Garrick unwrapped, the worse the clenching in his chest. Fear and Guilt squeezed and squoze, milking his heart viciously with cold hands.
By L.C. Schäfer4 months ago in Fiction
The Forgotten Atlas – Part VIII: “Echoes of the Erased”
The sea had swallowed Torenza centuries ago—or so history claimed. Yet, three nights after the storm, the city’s silhouette shimmered on the horizon like a mirage refusing to fade.
By Wellova 4 months ago in Fiction
The Man Who Lived Twice – Part Five
The motel room was empty. At least, that’s what the police report said. No signs of struggle. No footprints. No broken locks.
By The Davids4 months ago in Fiction
The Forgotten Atlas — Part VII: Torenza Ascending
It began with a storm that had no center. Meteorologists called it “a closed rotation anomaly,” but pilots flying over the North Pacific called it something else — the breathing sea.
By Wellova 4 months ago in Fiction
Black Scales VIII: Innocence
"I told you I could do it. I told you I would do it. I've done it before, too." A slithering of rock and scale in the dark, and then...
By L.C. Schäfer4 months ago in Fiction
The Forgotten Atlas — Part VI: The Cartographer’s Return
The year was 2027. Torrento Airport had been closed for six months after a “navigation systems failure” that no engineer could explain.
By Wellova 4 months ago in Fiction
UPDATE: The hotel laundry that runs itself after midnight
Hey everyone, It’s been about a week since my last post. I honestly didn’t plan on updating — I thought maybe I’d just scared myself too much, or imagined half of it. But things have gotten worse. Way worse.
By V-Ink Stories4 months ago in Fiction
[FOUND FOOTAGE UPDATE] About that hotel laundry post… the one that ran itself after midnight
Hey, I didn’t think I’d ever post here, but this feels important. I work at the same [REDACTED] Inn the last guy posted about — the one with the laundry that supposedly “runs itself after midnight.”
By V-Ink Stories4 months ago in Fiction
The Shadows Beneath Torrento
The night had fallen silent over Torrento. The harbor lights reflected on the water like broken stars, and in the distance, the old observatory stood dark — untouched since Elian Voss vanished months ago. The authorities had sealed it, but tonight, someone had broken the lock.
By Wellova 4 months ago in Fiction