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In 2072, Indonesia has two capitals. One is sinking into the Java Sea. The other rises from Borneo and has never lost power. After Jakarta began drowning beneath rising tides, the government built Nusantara as the world's first fully optimized capital, powered by predictive grids and inter-island transmission corridors designed to guarantee stability. It has never gone dark. Jakarta has. Energy is the only currency now. Every citizen carries an Efficiency Score that determines whether their district stays lit or joins the blackout zones. When instability surges, it must be redirected somewhere. Across the sea. Arka Vale works in Jakarta's Grid Operations Center, calculating which sectors absorb the shock when Nusantara's demand spikes. He tells himself it's necessary. Until the night his own district flickers. His mother's medical device stutters. The skyline collapses into darkness. And in the logs, Arka sees the truth: The instability isn't random. It's reassigned. Every time Jakarta falls, Nusantara stabilizes. As he digs deeper, he discovers a hidden stabilization model beneath the national grid trained on a cognitive signature identical to his own. Meanwhile, in Nusantara, compliance officer Lira Ananta begins tracing anomalies that lead straight to Jakarta. Straight to him. If Arka exposes the truth, Nusantara may suffer its first blackout. If he stays silent, Jakarta keeps paying the price. And when the perfect city finally flickers who will be left standing in the dark?

A journalism student with nothing but ambition. A Member of Parliament with everything to lose. When Rimi Sen steps into national media, she doesn't expect to cross paths with Naina Malik - a woman as strategic as she is captivating. Truth has consequences. Power has secrets. And love? Love doesn't care about party lines.

Wolfgang Templin, an opposition intellectual in East Germany, lived through years when speaking the truth could mean isolation. For him, the greatest tragedy did not lie solely in social control, but in the way fear could seep into private life, quietly drawing boundaries between those who loved one another most. The short story below is written in that spirit, a small slice of life in East Berlin in the 1980s, where walls did not exist only on the streets but also stood at family dinner tables, where affection and compassion were tested by the invisible weight of the times. There are walls that need no guards, for they are built from fear within the human heart.

In the city of Virellion, everything is measured. Productivity is tracked. Sentiment is indexed. Access is adjusted quietly, precisely, until compliance feels like choice. The city does not rule through force; it rules through friction. Erza Rose Landcaster knows how to succeed here. At eighteen, she is already rising inside the systems that govern labour, housing, and resource allocation. She believes ambition is protection, that independence means immunity, and that if she stays sharp enough, fast enough, nothing important will be taken from her. But as public trust turns volatile and the city places her under review, Erza finds herself caught between competing forces: a lover who refuses to let power remain abstract, a best friend who knows how to make the law bend without breaking, and a sister who represents a life untouched by optimization. As Virellion recalibrates around her decisions, Erza must confront what progress demands, and what it quietly erases. What the City Keeps is a haunting, intimate novel about ambition, belonging, and the cost of building a future inside systems that remember everything but forgiveness. It asks a single, unsettling question: when a city keeps score, what does it keep, and what does it discard?

It began with schoolgirls. Not with a declaration. Not with a drum. Just-gone. A meditation on war, grief, and the mathematics of loss. When the turban fell in Tehran, the world held its breath-then chose sides. But for those inside the event horizon, morning is just another word for mourning. 1000 words. One pulse. Still beating.

A delicate flower in the court. A sharpened blade in the dark. To the people of Lankara, Princess Amarani is the Silver Lily-a fragile beauty meant for galas and diplomacy. But beneath the silk and lace lies a warrior trained in secret, waiting for a war she hoped would never come. Peace is dying. With Lankara's ministers bought by the rival Valeria Empire, Amarani discovers a betrayal that cuts deeper than any sword: her own sister is days away from signing a blood-contract in the Black Book of Valeria. The cost? The lives of the entire Royal Family and the arrival of the Unseen-elite assassins whispered to be myths only because they leave no survivors. With no proof to show the court, Amarani and her most loyal ally, Arjun, embark on a desperate suicide mission into the iron heart of the enemy's capital. What begins as a search for answers becomes a race against time to infiltrate the Valerian castle and seize the book before the first drop of blood hits the page. Deep within a city of shadows, their only hope lies in an impossible alliance with the enemy's own son, Prince Vaelar. Forced into a revolution they never asked for, the three of them must strike a match against the darkness of an empire. They have ignited the spark of rebellion, but they cannot choose which way the fire burns. *Updates every Tuesday and Friday.*

Word Count: 91,595 *available on amazon* As a former First Lady, the director of the fbi, and a 2032 Vice Presidential candidate, Lauren Wells had a lot on her plate. The question is: Will she be able to withstand the pressure? *This is the unedited first draft.*

She signed her name to save her mother. She didn't know she was selling her future. In a world where love can be traded for survival, Elena Marrow enters the House of Vows-an institution that turns desperation into lifelong contracts. But when she discovers the system was never about saving lives-only controlling them-she risks everything to expose it. Alongside a man who once enforced the rules, Elena must decide: Is love still love when it costs your freedom? A cinematic, emotional story about sacrifice, betrayal, justice-and a promise that no one should ever have to sign away their life to survive.

🌙 HABANG TULOG ANG BAYAN "Sa oras na natutulog ang karamihan, doon gising ang katotohanan." 📍 Political Fiction | Thriller | Mystery | Taglish Maya Sandoval thought her life would be simple after college-apply for jobs, help her family, and maybe chase her dreams later. Pero nang biglang mawala ang isa sa mga pinaka-vocal na student activists sa bayan nila, she finds herself pulled into a conspiracy that goes beyond campus rallies and viral tweets. She's just a daughter of a public school teacher and a jeepney driver. But when you uncover secrets powerful enough to shake Malacañang, being "just" anyone won't save you. Behind every propaganda, behind every televised speech, behind every "para sa bayan"-may mga lihim na kailangang ilantad. At habang tulog ang bayan, may mga taong gigising para lumaban. But the question is: Makakagising pa ba ang bayan kung lahat ay natutong manahimik?

In the Republic of Mzansi, corruption runs deep within the police force and the corridors of political power. Lieutenant General Thabo Khumalo, a decorated Provincial Commissioner, uncovers a dangerous conspiracy linking criminals, corrupt officers, and influential politicians. From the streets of Durban to the political heart of Johannesburg, Thabo must navigate betrayal, moral dilemmas, and deadly threats to expose the truth. Allies may be enemies, and every decision could cost lives - including his own. A gripping tale of power, loyalty, and the high cost of integrity, The General's War explores what it means to fight for justice in a system built to protect the guilty.

How does x years worth of love just go down the drain in a snap? How does choosing their happiness, for the very first time, seem selfish? ill-fitting? reckless? FICTION only.

This is a short story about Hampton Blythe Hayes' presidential inauguration.

Lady Aurelie of Rebria is no stranger to silence and scrutiny. Displaced from her own noble house and country, she now finds herself navigating the treacherous halls of the foreign kingdom. Surrounded by descendants of distant Demi-Gods in royal form, her every move is watched, especially after it's revealed she commands a dangerous shifter eldric. With the threat of imprisonment or worse looming, Aurelie must tread carefully through adorned palace corridors and political traps. Aurelie is unsure of whom to trust or if she'll survive long enough to unravel her family history and the history that divides the once-allied kingdoms. To secure her place in the Nudandrian court, Aurelie must master not only their customs but their games. She must earn the favor of skeptical nobles, form fragile alliances with power-hungry house heirs, and play the role of a loyal noble while hiding truths that could unravel the entire kingdom. Above all, she must earn the trust of the crowned prince of Netholic. Aurelie is determined to prove that she is more than just a pawn in a divine game of hierarchy-that she is a force to be reckoned with. But beneath the glittering facade of Netholian grandeur, ancient tensions stir.

"Leland?" "Sorry. I couldn't really tell them that you didn't have a name. Not a lot of people know that fairies can be born from nature itself. You don't mind, do you?" "Why would I mind? I've always wanted a name. I thought you would call me Swan like your friend, though." I couldn't help but laugh at that. Swan didn't really suit him but Ponyboy didn't suit me either. I knew Chip wasn't really the guy's name but I guess he enjoyed giving people names that made sense to him. I stopped in my tracks and held out my hand, gesturing for him to do the same. I grasped then shook it, showing him the gesture. "This is how we greet each other. It's called a handshake." "But it is not shaking. Just bouncing up and down." I let out another laugh, shaking my head. He was a lot more innocent minded than I anticipated. I prayed that my father wouldn't have a problem with how simple he saw things.

It's the year 2122, over a century after the historical 2016 election. The northern cluster of states that voted Democratically have seceded, calling themselves The American Democracy, while the other states called themselves The American Republic. Many years later, we have two friends, Jayla and Sean, a Democrat and a Republican, who find themselves breaking the most important law: crossing the border. Cover by @Abigailmeira

A young boy from the slums of New York City works his way up from the the bottom of the food chain to a high ranking position of the cabinet in the Secretary of Labor department, eliminating corruption, poverty, and unfair laws through out his journey up the political hierarchy of government.