Fan Fiction
The Gardens of Eternity
I closed my eyes and let my heart drift into a place I had never seen but always longed for. The weight of this world — the pain, the loss, the endless nights of sorrow — seemed to vanish with every breath. Somewhere beyond the clouds, beyond time itself, lay a place the Quran calls Jannah, the ultimate abode of peace, beauty, and eternal joy. And in that fleeting moment, I could almost feel it.
By imtiazalamabout a month ago in Fiction
The Room Still Smells Like You: Letting Go After Heartbreak
It had been three months since he left, three months since the door clicked shut behind him for the last time. And yet, the apartment still smelled like him—cologne, faintly floral, a trace of coffee and early morning sunlight. She breathed it in, each inhalation a knife pressed gently against her chest.
By Ihsanullahabout a month ago in Fiction
A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms Review – Small Stakes, Strong Impact
As one of the most celebrated fantasy universes ever created, A Song of Ice and Fire continues to command a loyal global audience. After diving deep into Targaryen history with House of the Dragon, the franchise now pivots to something more intimate. A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms trades dragons and dynastic wars for a grounded, character-driven journey—and the result is surprisingly refreshing.
By Fawad Ahmadabout a month ago in Fiction
What Came First, Chicken Or Egg
What Came First What came first, the chicken or the egg? It is an old question, worn smooth by centuries of mouths repeating it, yet it still sits in the hand like a stone you cannot throw away. I have carried it with me since childhood. It followed me through fields, through classrooms, through quiet kitchens where steam rose from cups and the clock ticked like a patient witness.
By George’s Girl 2026 about a month ago in Fiction
The Blue Circle of Love. AI-Generated.
Chapter 1: The Drop The cargo plane flew low over Erangel, growling like an old beast forced to keep flying long after it should have retired. Cabin lights trembled, reflecting off helmets and tactical vests. Some passengers sat in silence. Some stared blankly at the steel floor. Others studied folded maps they already knew by memory. Just another online game with the same play and the same vibe, but way too advance like and online game app. But today something really is different, something that could shake the entire game platform.
By Luke Dreayryabout a month ago in Fiction
Sunflowers in the Sink
The yellow house on the corner of Elm Street had four bedrooms, a shared kitchen with a finicky dishwasher, and rent split evenly at $800 a head. Mia, the graphic designer, handled the group chat for chore rotations. Jamal, the barista, stocked the fridge with oat milk and craft beers. Sarah, the grad student, blasted true crime podcasts during her late-night study sessions. And then there was Vincent, who paid in crumpled francs and painted the living room walls when it was his turn to vacuum.
By Diane Fosterabout a month ago in Fiction
Medusa's Nest That Never Sleeps
Medusa felt Kestrel wake before she did, a slow tightening near her left temple, the turn of a narrow head testing the dark. She had given that one the kestrel’s name for its hunting patience, for the way it surveyed the middle distance as though the cave wall might suddenly take flight. The tongue began its work at once, sampling the cavern’s stale breath and bringing back its report. Cold stone, mouse droppings tucked behind the eastern wall, the mineral trace of yesterday’s rain.
By Tim Carmichaelabout a month ago in Fiction
