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Familiar Strangers - Chapter 4
Chapter 4 Cassey(POV) Next day I arrived at work at least half an hour early. I needed to make a good impression but most importantly, I really didn’t need Andrea lecturing me about timekeeping. Knowing her, she'd do so given the chance.
By Cassey911 months ago in Chapters
Familiar Strangers
Chapter One ALL RIGHTS RESERVED Copyright © 2025 Cassey9 CASSEY (POV) Finally! I got a job! An assistant job, sure, but still—a job. It would keep me busy while I worked on my Life n’ Life blog and waited for a proper opening in journalism, my field of study. More importantly, I could finally bring home the bacon. No more relying on my mom or older sister. Mom would be proud of me!
By Cassey911 months ago in Chapters
When Love Finds You Unexpectedly. Content Warning.
by Anu Intro: They say the most beautiful stories begin when you least expect them—often in places you never thought to look. This is one of those stories. A moment that started with a simple app… and turned into a connection that changed my heart forever.
By Mystery11 months ago in Chapters
Mary had a little lamb . Content Warning.
The village had changed. The houses were still there, but the people were not. What remained wore their skins—smiling too wide, eyes too dull. They moved through rituals, living by the light of a sun that hadn’t risen in weeks.
By E. hasan11 months ago in Chapters
Mary had a little lamb . Content Warning.
Mary wandered for hours, the cold biting at her skin, but the world no longer followed rules she understood. The village looked the same from a distance—but up close, the houses were different. Windows boarded from the inside. Doors covered in old, brittle runes. No sounds. No voices.
By E. hasan11 months ago in Chapters
Mary had a little lamb . Content Warning.
Mary awoke to silence. She didn’t know how long she had been asleep—or if she had ever truly woken at all. Time felt warped, stretched thin like old wool. The ceiling above her was unfamiliar: rough wooden beams dark with age. A candle flickered somewhere nearby, casting shadows that danced like silent specters on the walls. Her limbs were heavy. Her mouth dry. But she was alive. Sebastian was the first thing she saw when she turned her head. Sitting at the edge of the room, motionless. Watching. As always. “Where… am I?” she whispered, throat raw. “You’re home,” he said gently. His voice, once a comfort, now sent a chill down her spine. “You were sick. But I’ve been taken care of you.” She nodded, too weak to question further. He nuzzled her hand with false affection, and for a fleeting moment, Mary felt the warmth of familiarity. But then, in the quiet, she heard something else. Whispers. Faint. From the floorboards below. She tried to sit up, but her body refused. Her mind, however, began to unravel the knots. There were flashes—fragments of a forest clearing, a red cloak, blood on snow. A woman screaming. A voice, too deep to belong to any lamb, whispering: “She doesn’t need to know.” Mary began to weep, quietly. And Sebastian pressed closer, as if comforting her. But she noticed something. The smell. Not of earth or hay. Not of farm life or woodsmoke. It was the coppery scent of blood. Mary’s gaze drifted across the room. In the corner, beneath a cloth, was something lumpy. A shape she couldn’t define. She blinked hard, and when she opened her eyes again, the cloth was gone. Empty space. No trace. Her mind must be playing tricks on her. That’s what Sebastian told her. “You’re remembering things that didn’t happen,” he said calmly, almost pitying. “Trauma creates shadows. I’m here to keep them away.” She nodded, trying to believe him. But every night, when the candle burned low and the shadows grew long, the whispers returned. And they weren’t in her head. They came from beneath the floor.
By E. hasan11 months ago in Chapters
Before It Ends. Content Warning.
"Wh... what??" My voice trembled as I stared in shock at my mother with the ring in my hands as my gaze moved to the deep red stone on it.
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The Life of Levi Rupp: Part 5
Levi was finishing his shift and wanted to walk home, a chance to air out the struggles of his recent events from Silas, from the coach, and his emotional ties to Mila. “Levi, a word before you go.” It was Levi’s boss, either his schedule changed or he’s being fired due to recent budget cuts. Levi gave him a nod acknowledging him as he gathered his bag of clothes. It was a mobile office, so the space was confined, and his boss was sitting down, exhausted from the long night. “Sir.” “Ah, Levi. This won’t be long, I know you have school tomorrow so I’ll get to it.” Levi was silent, standing respectfully with his arms crossed in front of him. “Levi, I want you to take a vacation.” “A vacation?” “Yes, you always come into work, you work hard, and you never call out. You’re young and you have a lot on your plate. Take all of next week off.” “Thank you, but…” Levi’s manager raised his hand, cutting him off, “Levi, you’ll still get paid your hourly wage, but I want you to rest. Part of working is discovering balance. Now, go home and I’ll see you in a couple weeks.” Levi, smiling from the good news, thanked his boss and began his long walk home.
By Sibley Shamra11 months ago in Chapters
Harper's Hill, Chapter 23: The Girl Who Might Be Cursed
Camille was starting to think that maybe she was cursed. It all started when they moved into the new house. Camille was having these weird dreams... and they weren't like dreams, they were more like glimpses. She would feel like she was looking through a window, watching life from the perspective of someone that she'd never met. She knew that she didn't belong in the body of whoever's eyes that she was looking through, but she didn't feel scared.
By Amanda Doyle12 months ago in Chapters
Mary had a little lamb . Content Warning.
Part Three: The Hollowing Months passed. Spring should have brought warmth and new life to the village, but instead, an eerie stillness settled over it. The trees, though green, never rustled. Birdsong was absent. The air carried a weight, as if the forest itself were holding its breath.
By E. hasan12 months ago in Chapters
Mary had a little lamb . Content Warning.
Winter came early that year. The cold was sharp, the air brittle. The village huddled into itself, smoke curling from chimneys as the snow crept silently across the fields. Mary barely noticed the change. Her world was warm, safe—protected by Sebastian. Or so she thought.
By E. hasan12 months ago in Chapters
Mary had a little lamb . Content Warning.
Mary lived in a quiet village, nestled between thick woods and open meadows. Her life was simple, and she cherished the peaceful moments spent tending to her small farm, where she kept chickens, a few cows, and, most notably, a little lamb named Sebastian.
By E. hasan12 months ago in Chapters