Short Story

By Yamini Sharma Abhay Sharma is tall with a toned masculine body, her hairs and eyes are black, nose is a bit long, his chiselled...

By Subhagata Chowdhury “Tell him to wait outside. I am in the middle of something important.” Without wasting a single moment Dr. Anita...

By Anna James So here, there was a pot a kettle and a glass linking to each other as they bicker, now the pot asks kettle how much time...

By Rashidembani Yes yes..that is quite messy but, Everyone is negative because there is always gonna be someone more prettier than...

By Savaanha Sequeira Her apparitions manifest in his subconscious, amid her favourite hues of green and yellow. He buys toys for his...

By Krupa Elsa Saji I buried my face into his shirt, trembling with fear. He ran his fingers through my hair as he hugged me tightly. “Why...

By Keshav Goyal By Keshav Goyal

By Sameer Vengurlekar नमस्कार वाचकहो! मी आज एक नवीन प्रेमकथा सुरु करणार आहे. ही कथा आहे नात्यातल्या ओलाव्याची, बहरणाऱ्या प्रेमाची. मेघना-...

By Sameer Shashikant Vengurlekar गुढ काळोखी रात्र. भयाण शांतता. सुनसान असा रस्ता. त्या रस्त्यावरुन संपूर्ण काळ्या ओव्हरकोटातील एक मनुष्य...

By Pinky Lodh The small, coastal town of Blackwood had always been known for its eerie atmosphere and the strange occurrences that seemed...

By Pinky Lodh Once upon a time, there was a young girl named Sarah. She was raised by her mother, who she loved deeply and affectionately...

By Sourav Choudhury The warm afternoon had passed, and it was now raining cats and dogs. Liz lay on her back in her big cozy armchair in...

By Divya Kashyap “Abb mujhse bardasht nahin ho raha tha.” “Tum hi ho mere beti ke hatyaarey!” keh kar Seema ne Vidhan ke muh par thappad...

By Naina Tony Paul She was ten minutes early to the park. She asked her daughter, Kavya, to be seated and went to buy a ticket. It was...

By Divi Jopat The princess of Panchala and the queen of Hastinapur is stern, has a control on her senses, is soft spoken, master-minded...

By Divya Kashyap “Abb mujhse bardasht nahin ho raha tha.” “Tum hi ho mere beti ke hatyaarey!” keh kar Seema ne Vidhan ke muh par thappad...

Pakshal Jain Part-1:- Introduction. Naah Naah... Mein kisi ladki ke baare me baat nhi kar raha, mein ussh muskaan ki baat kar raha hu joh...

By Niharika Parmar Another ache seared through my lower abdomen and I clutched my baby bump. I held onto the car door with gritted teeth...

By Ira Tembre I was in my slumberland and this unusual-looking lady came like she was some sort of angel. I was dumbstruck. She said,” I...

By Ibrahim Qureshi Once upon a time there lived two friends, Arsalan and Aadarsh, in a small picturesque village namely Wandhama of...