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Riya was not a loud girl. She did not raise her hand in class, and she did not s...
Seoul looked different at night.Not louder, not brighter—just lonelier.From the...
Chapter - 23 Whatever had happened, Namita was at ...
Silent Broadcast – A radio host receives signals from an unknown station broadca...
India in AmericaVivek Ranjan SrivastavaIndia’s presence in America is not confin...
Author's POV Sebastian adjusted the scarf around his neck, its soft fabric br...
EK BAAR PHIR: THE INK OF DESTINY A Novel by Navya Kaushik About the Author Navya...
Chapter 1 – Calm Waters, Unsettled SecretsThe Indian Ocean was unusually calm th...
A blue-colored figure resembling a shadow formed towards the back of Krishnapriy...
Emotional distance didn’t arrive loudly.It slipped in slowlybetween unanswered g...
The sun set down into the depth of Brooklyn's Coney Island. The darkness spread around the new york city.The peoples hurried into their home just like the birds go into their n...
Sarika stood at the entrance of her newfound inheritance, an old, rundown mansion that had been in her family for generations. The wind whispered through the towering trees that su...
In a remote village nestled amidst the dense forests of rural India, a young woman named Meera became intrigued by an enchanting melody that emanated from the nearby witchwood. Dra...
ould hear scrms downstairs ,both my mom añd dad exchanging words and in seconds later i heard my mom cry and my father walking out .I felt a deep hole inside as i heard her weep .I...
The stranger came early in February, one wintry day, through a biting wind and a driving snow, the last snowfall of the year, over the down, walking from Bramblehurst railway stati...
"Ne raillons pas les fous; leur folie dure plus longtemps que la nôtre.... Voila toute la différence." Toward the end of the year 1920 the Government of the United State...
Someone must have been telling lies about Josef K., he knew he had done nothing wrong but, one morning, he was arrested. Every day at eight in the morning he was brought his breakf...
A few months before the lamented death of my husband—I might say even as the shadow of death was over him—he planned three series of short stories for publication, and the present...
The Sinful House is a scary story about a husband and wife who are followed by nasty ghost and that ghost is called “The Dead Who Follows” Prologue- My friend told a story to me...
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head...
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