Mystery

Axle M & Jozie Q, P.I.'s
R.I. Peace. Interesting, nom de plume, I thought! The book I was reading had gotten to the juicy part. I was absorbed in a dark mystery, prowling through graveyards and haunted mansions to find ghosts, ghouls, vampires, werewolves and such the likes. My imagination was running wild, I was hunting bad guys and solving murders, mayhem and general good old bad guy stuff.
By Novel Allen2 years ago in Chapters
Off Orbit Chapter 3
“On the trajectory you showed us, ‘Object X’ was orbiting around our star, right?” Johnson said. “That is correct” answered the General.
By Mo Darasi2 years ago in Chapters
Codex of the Enigma Emporium
In the heart of New Orleans, beneath the veils of Spanish moss and the jazz-infused night, a mysterious bookstore emerged, hidden from the prying eyes of the ordinary world. Its name, "The Enigma Emporium," was known to only a select few who sought to unravel the most perplexing of riddles.
By rayan2 years ago in Chapters
Beauty and Death
Once in a distant time, in the depths of the underworld, a realm shrouded in shadows and obscurity, Hades, the deity overseeing the departed souls, ruled with an unyielding authority. The underworld was a realm of perpetual solemnity, where the spirits of the deceased wandered aimlessly in an eternal twilight.
By LyricCoffee2 years ago in Chapters
Through the Kaleidoscope
Every color you encounter in your surroundings can be discovered in the natural world. Nearly every hue imaginable can be found in plants, animals, or minerals. However, when it comes to identifying the least common colors in nature, two key factors come into play: physics and evolution. Let's begin with the physical aspect. Colors come into existence when wavelengths of light interact with objects. Most of the colors you see outside of screens are produced in one of two primary ways.
By LyricCoffee2 years ago in Chapters
Cozy Reads for Fall Evenings
“Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the Fall.” - F. Scott Fitzgerald "Autumn Light: Season of Fire and Farewells" by Pico Iyer
By Michelle Mirabelli2 years ago in Chapters
The dark web -Part 7.
Mariano lost his own bet. Three days after his death, the police broke down the door of the apartment. More accurately, the building's landlord opened the door for the officers with a spare key.
By L2 years ago in Chapters
The dark web -Part 5.
He crawled through the living room like a dying animal, eyes closed and his forehead brushing the floor. With each step, he felt as if a hammer was splitting his head open. There was no pain left to distract him. The voice grew louder, turning into a constant and maddening screech.
By L2 years ago in Chapters
The dark web -Part 4.
The whisper returned. Mariano brought his hands to his neck and began to scratch. Was vodka no longer getting him drunk? Could you become an alcoholic in a week? Mariano knew he could. He heard the voice more clearly now. His nails dug into his flesh like the claws of a wild animal. Blood stained his fingers and dripped onto his chest. The voice reached an unbearable volume.
By L2 years ago in Chapters
Unraveling the Mysteries of the Deep Sea
As humans, our natural curiosity leads us to explore the unknown, pushing the boundaries of our knowledge and understanding. The deep ocean, which covers over two-thirds of our planet, holds a plethora of enigmatic mysteries, 15 of which we will delve into, each more fascinating and perplexing than the last.
By Qandil fatima2 years ago in Chapters
The dark Web -Part 6.
Mariano settled in front of the computer to investigate the content of the memory. His eyes widened disproportionately, and his body hunched until his face almost touched the monitor. There was a video file. Mariano's fear was reflected in the slow movement of the mouse pointer toward the file icon. Biting his lip to gather courage, he double-clicked. The video played in full screen.
By L2 years ago in Chapters
The dark web -Part 3
He pressed his ear to the vase; he pressed it literally because he felt the rough surface against his ear. And, with some delicacy, he shook it up and down. Nothing. Not even a simple rattle. What if there's another message inside? A message in a bottle, very original. He placed it on the table. The inside of the vase was protected by a simple wooden stopper. Mariano held it by the neck and gripped the cork with the help of his index finger and thumb.
By L2 years ago in Chapters