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Soirce Joe read like never before; he doesn't want to fail the bar final exam. Few days after the exam the results came out. Joe's frien...

Source Everybody was looking for the explicit writings of King Darius containing where treasure boxes were buried within the community. ...

Source The bookshop was closing when Mina noticed that the floor was damp. She tracked where the water came from and found out it was fr...

Jane came home with a package and went straight to her room. When she stepped out of her room, I went inside for a survey and behold I f...

Zack was in a rough place. He's been on the shelf since losing his job six months ago. His future felt uncertain till he read Paul's ...

Source It's my dad's birthday, and I decided to visit him with some wine. So I walked into the wine shop and scanned the wine shelf for ...

Hello everyone Emerald loved books since childhood, thanks to her dad. She devoured complex novels, accumulating many at home. With book...

"Up there, there are stories breathing beneath the dust. There's life," she thought as the old Mr. Louis, the owner of the u...

He transformed them all, one each day like this, pop, pop, pop, and they still looked a bit alike. He could play if he returned them in ...

English Version: Good evening dear friends, again partifipating in the: https://ecency.com/hive-161155/@zapfic.club/zapficmonday-its-zap...

Life is like a shelf—each book a phase, each chapter a lesson. What you choose to read reflects where you are in life. Skipping a book...

link On a shelf, Irma writes dreams in a luminescent notebook. She reads them, they come true. On a moonless night a spy butterfly appea...

How many second chances does one person need? Does he even possess a shred of shame in him, treating her without respect and neglect? Now...

It's Monday, so that means it's time for @felt.buzz's ZAPFIC Monday challenge. This week's challenge is a ZAPFIC50, so writing a story i...

Source Grover’s Book Shelf has been off limits to everyone since the demise of his wife . Although nobody knew why, the shelf was hers a...

I remembered I kept the money on the shelf but I kept on looking for it like it was a needle and couldn't find it. I was so disturbed sin...

Hello friends from around Hive, welcome to my blog. It's Monday, that means time to Zapfic. And oh, it's the last day of June, and I'm lo...

Home alone, bored and tired of watching nonsense on my favorite platforms, I walk out of the room, wishing for a little more freedom. Th...

The medicine shelf should always be positioned at a high level, beyond the reach of children, to prevent any accidental access. It's equ...

A great noise shook the kitchen it sounded like a bomb everyone ran the floor was a sea of broken glass and food debris the boy was stil...

It's Monday, time to Zapfic.. Howdy Zapficers☺️ welcome to my microfiction. I still shake my head and laugh out loud whenever some memori...

Excellent day everyone, welcome to my blog. Victory opened her store with high hopes very early on Monday morning. To her dismay, she s...

Stella was sitting in a cozy library reading her favorite book just to enjoy the sunny afternoon. While reading, she suddenly remembered...

Image is by AI Becky's new office looks good, painted in white. Everything was in order but it lacks something. " oh yes now i know...

Source https://cdn.pixabay.com/photo/2013/09/06/06/11/boy-179376_1280.jpg On December 24, Papa woke up to the sound of a commotion in the...

Zuha was a very shy girl, almost an introvert. She had trouble sharing her needs, desires or even the basic things that a person needs. T...

Hello, beautiful people! Welcome to my blog. It's a pleasure to have you in this space. Once again, welcome 🤗 Anita searched through the...

Saleem was a very kind guy. He always left some money on the shelf at the end of the month for his wife. His wife felt so relieved after ...

Amaira used to put her dirty clothes in the shelf without sorting them out. When she stared living in the hostel, her roommate told her t...

On a shelf, an old typewriter sat beside a torn leather book. The typewriter's keys told tales of forgotten stories, while the book's yel...