Historical Fiction

Haul Away the Anchor. Content Warning.
APRIL 2025 Nettie grins widely as she speaks. “She reminisced for a time, but Thomas was patient. He knew he’d be getting the story of a lifetime, so he sat in silence with her until she was ready. They remained that way for half an hour; she only looked back at him when the sky got so dark, she couldn’t see the water anymore.”
By Luna Jordan9 months ago in Chapters
"Vanished Beyond the Horizon"
For decades, the Bermuda Triangle has captivated the imaginations of sailors, pilots, scientists, and mystery lovers around the globe. Stretching roughly between Miami, Bermuda, and Puerto Rico, this region of the Atlantic Ocean has long been associated with inexplicable disappearances, strange phenomena, and theories ranging from scientific to supernatural. Despite extensive research and technological advancements, the enigma of the Bermuda Triangle remains—and perhaps, it is a mystery that will never be fully unraveled.
By Farhan Rafid9 months ago in Chapters
Her County: Part 4
PART 1 PART 2 PART 3 I had been running for some time before exhaustion overcame me. Every time I whipped around, looking behind me to the blackened woods, my eyes were haunted by the lingering imprint of those wide, hollow pupils, etched into my mind. I slowed, coming to an overgrowth, falling onto my hands and knees, laboriously heaving straining breaths. My elbows buckled with each inhale, quaking threateningly with every hot sigh, like some retching animal. My eyes stung as I forced them open, quickly realising every blink brought back that horrid face, hiding in the darkness of my eyelids. The jagged and harsh menagerie of splintered twigs, damp moss, and dirt sprinkled rocks were a hazy blur in my sight.
By Conor Matthews9 months ago in Chapters
Kia Ford Attending The English Premiere Festivities
After stealing three golden points, displaying two goals, and showing the Red Devils were nothing the Peacock alongside Kia Ford strolled down the lane, heading home as winners, until they reached their British flat front stoop.
By Marc OBrien9 months ago in Chapters
"Flight 914: Time Traveler or Tall Tale?"
There are countless mysteries in the world of aviation—from vanished aircraft to baffling black box recordings—but few tales have captured the imagination of the public quite like the legend of Flight 914. Said to be a passenger flight that disappeared in 1955 only to reappear decades later, this story sounds like a script from a science fiction movie. Yet, for many, it lingers in the realm between myth and reality. Is Flight 914 a genuine mystery, or is it a modern-day urban legend fueled by sensationalism?
By Farhan Rafid9 months ago in Chapters
How TO Get Respect !. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
1. Call who calls you. 2. Visit who visits you . 3. Ignore who ignores you. The principles "Call who calls you, visit who visits you, and ignore who ignores you" offer a straightforward yet powerful philosophy for cultivating **respect** in your relationships. At its core, this approach advocates for **reciprocity and self-worth**.
By MD Melon9 months ago in Chapters
The importance of authenticity: His true power returns when he sheds the foreign influences and reconnects with his roots.. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
The importance of authenticity: His true power returns when he sheds the foreign influences and reconnects with his roots.---- The Priest-King loses his connection to his power and his land by embracing foreign objects and practices (the throne, crown, clothing, marble floors, and even the blood ritual itself). His brother, the High Priest of the Dark God, helps him realize that true power comes from being rooted in his own land and identity.----It all started with a dizzy spell. One minute I was the Priest-King, crown on my head, performing a ritual, and the next, I was almost on the floor. My ornate crown clattered away, making a racket. Just as I thought I was going down, a hand grabbed my arm, pulling me back up.
By MD Melon9 months ago in Chapters
The girl who paints time
The House That Breathes Color At the very end of the village, where the wind sang in the leaves of the old ashwattha tree and the birds whispered stories from another world, there was a crooked old house. The house stood slightly tilted, as if tired of remembering so many things.
By Canvas Whispers9 months ago in Chapters
Man's Search for Meaning by Viktor Frankl
There are few books that have the power to fundamentally shift your perspective on life in just a couple hundred pages. This remarkable work is undoubtedly one of them. I still remember the first time I picked up this slender volume, not knowing that the words inside would permanently alter how I understand human suffering, resilience, and the pursuit of meaning.
By Soibifaa9 months ago in Chapters
Bholaganj sada pathor Sylhet Bangladesh.
Shada Pathor, also known as Bholaganj Sada Pathor, is a captivating natural destination in Sylhet, Bangladesh. Located approximately 39 kilometers from Sylhet city, this area is renowned for its pristine white stones scattered along the banks of the Dhalai River, set against the lush backdrop of the Khasi Hills. Often referred to as the "Kashmir of Bangladesh," it offers a serene environment ideal for nature enthusiasts and photographers .
By Tariqul9 months ago in Chapters
The house surrounded by colors
The house was at the end of the village. People used to say, "It seems to live on its own." Day after day, night after night, someone painted on the walls of that abandoned house—living pictures, just like the deepest dreams of the human heart!
By Canvas Whispers9 months ago in Chapters
"The room where the clocks forgot the time"
Letter without a stamp That day, Mira was quietly packing her clothes, drenched in the scent of lavender. Her life had been on hold for a long time. Thistledown was like that—where no one new came, no one brought news, and even the air was old.
By Canvas Whispers9 months ago in Chapters