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Putin and a Fortuneteller
Vladimir Putin called the most powerful and famous psychic and fortuneteller to his bunker. "I haven't been sleeping well lately. Wake up from nightmares where someone is hunting me but I can't see who. Can you tell me who that is?" Putin asked.
By Lana V Lynx34 minutes ago in Fiction
Inspector Chester Campbell is One of the Most Despicable Villains in Television
Inspector Chester Campell is one of the first villains in Peaky Blinders that is introduced early in the show. His character is at first seen as a 'hero' type, when he is determined to take down the Peaky Blinders. He hires a young woman named Grace, to infiltrate the gang, and gain information to take down the mafia family for good.
By Emy Quinnabout an hour ago in Fiction
The Man Who Lived the Same Day 1,000 Times
The first time it happened, he thought it was a dream. He woke up at exactly 6:30 a.m. The same dull grey light slipped through the curtains.
By Mariana Fariasabout 3 hours ago in Fiction
The Graveyard Convenience. AI-Generated.
Chapter One: The Witching Hour The fluorescent lights of the Quick-Stop on 4th and Vine hummed in a key specifically designed to induce migraines.
By ShortVMabout 6 hours ago in Fiction
LHS Class of 01 Reunion '21
The hallway buzzed with the low hum of lockers slamming and the soft rustle of backpacks, but the most conspicuous feature of the day was the sea of masks that turned every familiar face into a muted silhouette. The school’s new health ordinance, enacted after a spate of seasonal illnesses, required every student to wear a protective covering that filtered breath and muffled speech, turning ordinary greetings into barely audible “hey” and “what’s up?” whispered through fabric. Posters plastered on the bulletin boards reminded everyone, “Keep a six‑foot radius and stay masked at all times,” and the principal’s voice crackled over the intercom each morning, reiterating the rules with a tone that blended authority and reassurance. Even the teachers, their own masks patterned with whimsical cartoons, moved from class to class with the same cautious choreography, stepping lightly and waving their gloved hands to signal “good morning” without breaking the invisible barrier that now defined social interaction.
By Forest Greenabout 13 hours ago in Fiction
LHS Class of 01 Reunion '21
“I’m thinking of going with a navy blazer and the silver sequined dress underneath,” Valerie announced, her eyes widening as if she could already see the fabric catching the party lights. Megan imagined the texture, the way the sequins would ripple as Valerie moved across the dance floor, and felt a surge of anticipation for the reunion that had been months in the making, each detail of the outfit becoming a promise of the night’s potential.
By Forest Greenabout 13 hours ago in Fiction
The Zenith
The rain in Oakhaven didn’t wash things clean; it just turned the town’s secrets into a thick, grey sludge. Elias Thorne stood in the center of the derelict community garden, his boots sinking into the sodden earth. Beside him stood his three closest allies: Sarah, a former schoolteacher with kind eyes; Julian, a local carpenter who believed in the weight of a handshake; and Maya, a young idealist who thought the law was a shield rather than a weapon.
By Meko James about 13 hours ago in Fiction
Human and the Cosmos
Human and the Cosmos Faramarz Parsa Time moved steadily forward, and humanity—its feet chained to time—never ceased striving to build. Not merely to live, but to create something beyond life; something through which it could see God and uncover the secrets of the universe.
By Ebrahim Parsaabout 16 hours ago in Fiction
My Mind Is Loud… But My Lips Stay Silent
On the outside, I look calm. That’s what people say. “Quiet.” “Composed.” “Easygoing.” They don’t see the noise.
By Mariana Fariasabout 19 hours ago in Fiction
The Shape of What Remains. Content Warning.
The witch found Alara on a night when the city seemed to breathe. New Orleans was damp with summer heat, the kind that clung to skin and curled the edges of paper menus in café windows. Rain had just passed, leaving the streets slick and shining beneath the gas lamps. Music drifted from somewhere unseen, low and mournful, as if the city itself were humming to the dead.
By Amberabout 21 hours ago in Fiction
We Needed a Third
The asphalt burned through our sandals and cheap Converse soles, heat rising in waves that made the air shimmer. The only place where we could find some relief was the library.
By Imola Tóthabout 23 hours ago in Fiction
Gone Girl's Amy Dunne is a Terrifying Twist Villain
Amy Dunne from Gone Girl has always been one of the most mysterious and terrifying villains I have seen in a thriller. The movie goes from a drama/crime to horror when we begin to see Amy's true evil colors throughout the film. From the very beginning of the film, we know something happened to Amy, but we are conflicted with whether or not her husband, Nick Dunne, had anything to do with her sudden disappearance.
By Emy Quinna day ago in Fiction