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The steady rumble of an engine eased her back to consciousness, but the harsh vibrations of her body against an unforgiving surface jolted her back to reality. Anna’s eyes shot open to darkness. Complete darkness. Panic spread through her veins like wildfire. She tried to move, but her arms and legs refused. She struggled against her restraints until her wrists and ankles burned in desperation. A sudden jerk forced her head to hit the floor, knocking a memory loose. The image of a man standing in the dim lighting of the dingy parking garage flashed before her. Anna didn’t recognize him. He was wearing a black ski mask, but his icy blue eyes pierced through her, even now in her mind.
By Alyssa Musso2 years ago in Fiction
Shadows of the Soul
In the heart of a bustling city, where skyscrapers stretched towards the heavens and the streets thrummed with the rhythm of life, there lived a young woman named Maya. At first glance, Maya seemed like any other person navigating the urban landscape, with her bright smile and cheerful demeanor. But behind that façade lay a shadow, a darkness that seemed to swallow her whole.
By Samir hosny2 years ago in Fiction
The Unwavering Friendship
In a small town nestled between rolling hills and lush forests, there lived two friends named Emily and Alex. They were inseparable since childhood, their bond stronger than the sturdy oak tree in Emily's backyard where they often spent lazy afternoons chatting and dreaming.
By Samir hosny2 years ago in Fiction
Echoes of the Past
In a quaint little town nestled amidst rolling hills and whispering woods, there stood a cozy old bookstore named "Aurelia's Pages." Its weathered façade told tales of countless stories, its wooden shelves harbored memories of bygone eras, and its scent was a blend of yellowing pages and nostalgia.
By Samir hosny2 years ago in Fiction
Guardian of Secrets
In the quaint town of Willowbrook, nestled amidst rolling hills and whispering forests, there existed a secret that had been passed down through generations. It was a tale whispered in hushed tones, a story that danced on the edges of reality and myth.
By Samir hosny2 years ago in Fiction
The Man
Sicily | 1943 Struggling to get the eggs over easy, she found a spatula and began scrambling. Skillfully using one hand, she cracked two more eggs with just her fingers, and added them to the hot skillet. Once the eggs reached her desired fluffiness, she tossed in a few slices of Pecorino cheese she cut from a cheese wheel left out on the counter top. Watching it melt, she used her spatula to mix the gooey magic together until the blend met her standards.
By Kale Sinclair2 years ago in Fiction
"Move your long sticks, bro!"
The two friends went into the lake for a warm sunset swim, leaving the campfire high on. This was their first trip outside a tight group of six that they usually went with on so many different hiking and mountaineering adventures. This time they all had different study and work schedules and couldn’t do it all together.
By Lana V Lynx2 years ago in Fiction
“Decry of the werewolf flower-moon,” or “They always come back”. Content Warning.
He had always been in love with the story of The Giving Tree. It was something that deeply rooted his feelings on human nature and relationships. Since a child, his mother would read the book like a Bible, every night, before bed.
By Melissa Ingoldsby2 years ago in Fiction
Amelia the Historian of Ravenswood
In the heart of the mist-covered moors, there stood a forgotten manor, its crumbling facade adorned with ivy and secrets. The villagers whispered of its cursed past, of the tragic family that once called it home, and of the darkness that lurked within its walls. Ravenswood, the sign had written, population 1,030. Below that was another that read; Ravenswood Asylum 1 Miles Northwest, Ravenswood Manor East 2 Miles. Written below the Manor was a barely legible handwritten note that read, “rent erode ton” there seemed to be more, but the writing was too faded for her to read.
By William L. Truax III2 years ago in Fiction
