Fan Fiction
The Witch Who Rewards the Wicked
Everyone in our village knew the stories. Not the friendly ones that made children giggle. Not the tales whispered at fairs or around the fire. No—these were the warnings, the kind that left grown men shivering and women clutching their shawls.
By Mariana Fariasabout 17 hours ago in Fiction
The Darkest Side Of The Moon,
The Darkest Side Of The Moon, There was never anything comforting about the moon after that night. People look up and see something distant, something quiet, but they only ever see the part that allows itself to be seen. No one talks about the other side, the part that never turns, the part that keeps itself hidden. I did not think about it either, not until it found its way into my life without asking.
By George’s Girl 2026 2 days ago in Fiction
The Café
Every Customer Gets One Visit and One Question Answered THE DOOR BETWEEN WORLDS 🚪 The café appears on different streets in different cities on different nights, never in the same location twice, and the people who find it are always people who are about to face the most significant decision of their lives though they do not always know this when they walk through the door drawn by the warm light and the smell of coffee that is better than any coffee they have ever experienced and by something else, something they cannot name but that feels like recognition, like the café has been waiting specifically for them even though they have never seen it before and will never see it again because the café grants each person only one visit and during that visit they are served a meal that tastes exactly like the most meaningful meal of their life, the meal that represents their deepest happiness, and they are allowed to ask one question that will be answered truthfully by the proprietor, a woman of indeterminate age who seems to know everything about everyone who walks through her door 🌙
By The Curious Writer3 days ago in Fiction
I Met My Future Self at a Bus Stop
I never thought a bus stop could feel like the edge of the world. It was rainy, cold, the kind of evening where streetlights glisten on wet asphalt and the hum of traffic becomes a lonely soundtrack. I waited under the flickering shelter, clutching my bag like it could somehow anchor me to reality.
By Mariana Farias3 days ago in Fiction
The City Beneath the Silence
In the northern reaches of Europe, where winter stretched long and the sky often wore a pale, endless grey, there was a small coastal town named Eldmere. To outsiders, it seemed like any other quiet settlement—cobblestone streets, flickering lanterns, and houses pressed together as if sharing secrets. But beneath Eldmere, hidden far below its ancient foundations, lay something no map had ever dared to record.
By Iazaz hussain4 days ago in Fiction
The Night I Opened My Door — And Everything Changed
The knock came at 11:43 p.m. I remember the time because I had just checked my phone, hoping for a message that was never going to arrive. The apartment was quiet in that heavy way only lonely spaces can be. The refrigerator hummed. The clock ticked. My tea had gone cold beside me — a habit lately.
By imtiazalam5 days ago in Fiction
Virtual Ghost
I noticed her on my third night playing. At first, I thought she was just another NPC. The game—Eidolon Realm—was known for its realism. The characters felt alive, reacting to your choices with unsettling accuracy. But this one… this one was different.
By Mariana Farias5 days ago in Fiction
