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Isabella had always believed that true friendship was a sanctuary—a space where laughter mingled with tears and secrets were exchanged without pretence. Ever since she was young, she’d held the conviction that caring for someone meant standing by them, through storms and sunshine alike. For years, the bond between her and Husani had seemed unbreakable. Their shared dreams, late-night talks under starry skies, and the gentle banter over countless cups of coffee had painted their friendship in the brightest of hues. That was before the weight ...
Submitted to Contest #303
THE EXAMPLES CHAPTER 1 THE PLAN It was a morning similar to the usual day-to-day life. The sky displayed blue, purple, and orange hues. Switch had been following his routine for months. His surveillance had gone smoothly. From his vantage point by the entrance, he blended in without drawing attention. To others, Switch appeared as just another person at the gym, engaged in their workout. However, he was observing.From the reflective gym windows, he monitored all areas - the stretching section, the weights area, the lines of cardio machines, ...
Submitted to Contest #302
“I don’t understand!” The words spread like wildfire, whispered from lips trembling with uncertainty, carried through the kingdom as the dawn revealed what no one had expected—the young princess was missing. Hesitation gripped the palace, rippling through its gilded halls. Questions collided, confusion thickening like fog. Alert the Queen. Find the princess.But no answers came. Only echoes of the same panicked plea. “I don’t understand.” Princess Persella woke to a strange stillness. A cave of darkness. Gone was the soft cocoon of silk spun ...
A reckless night leads Isabella into the hands of a stranger, someone who saves her, but not without expectation. When kindness comes at a price, she learns that help isn’t always clean-cut. Sometimes, it lingers. Sometimes, it haunts and sometimes, its conditional. The streets of Perry Avenue beat like a living heart, alive with soulful bodies flowing like sand through an hourglass smooth, yet unpredictable, a controlled chaos that felt effortless. The air pulsed with sound, voices blurring into the rhythm of the night, a pull that wrapped...
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