> To Rewrite a Villain’S Fate <

> They say villains don’t get happy endings < > They say Caelan Veritas was never meant to be loved < In the novel "It's Time to Change Fate". Caelan is written as a manipulative villain- jealous,

The Weight of Air

For Ellen, the urge didn’t arrive like a storm; it arrived like a fog. It was the slow, heavy realization that her body felt too loud and her voice felt too quiet. She was tired of carrying the invisi

The Hollow of Echoing Ribs

The silence in the valley didn’t just sit; it pressed. It was a physical weight, like wet wool draped over the lungs. Elias stood at the edge of the clearing, his boots sinking into the black, loamy e

The Geometry of a crush

The hallway at Northview High was a chaotic sea of denim and overpriced backpacks, but for Toby, the world narrowed down to exactly four metal lockers. He was at locker 412. She was at 414. Sophie

The Recipe for Maybe

The kitchen smelled like flour and "almost-burnt" sugar. Leo was currently losing a battle against a batch of snickerdoodles. He had flour on his nose, a smudge of butter on his cheek, and absolutel

👻✨ “The Night Shift at Cubicle 13” 🏢🌙

If someone had told me my corporate journey would include career counseling from a ghost, I would have at least worn waterproof eyeliner. 😒✨ Because crying in HD under LED panel lights is not my aest

Life walk to destiny 2nd part

Hinata returns to her class and hands the strawberry juice to Kaito. ​Kaito: "I'm going to drink this then." ​Hinata: "Go ahead. I don't even like strawberry juice." ​Kaito: "Yeah, I know." ​The scene

THE DESIRE THEY FORGET

Woh uske saamne kabhi nahi aayi. Na haathon ka sparsh hua, na honton ka rishta. Phir bhi... ek aawaz thi jo uske kanon mein goonjti rehti thi. Aur woh aankhen... jaise andheron mein bhi uska peechha k

THE STORM OF OBSESSION

Novel Description On a storm-struck night inside the glittering Raichand Mansion, power, passion, and danger collide. The city’s most feared mafia king, Aditya Raichand, is found dead in his private

The Dark Symmetry

The kitchen clock ticked with a rhythmic, mechanical precision that made Ellen’s skin crawl. It was 2:00 AM, the hour when her thoughts stopped being ideas and started being accusations. Ellen didn't

Deceptive Gear

Perhaps today is the last day I’ll ever be a middle school student. After just one more entrance exam, I’ll be stepping into high school. The final middle school graduation ceremony was truly emotiona

Loud Lina & Quiet Noah

Lina was the kind of girl everyone noticed. She laughed loudly, spoke confidently, and somehow made friends with everyone at Brightwood High. Noah, on the other hand, preferred the quiet corner by th

Life walk to destiny

There's a boy named Hanako. He's a high school student and his parents live overseas so he lives alone in his house. He also works a part-time job even though his parents are rich. One evening, he wa

“His Bride. His Fire.” 🔥💍

The wedding was over. Guests gone. Music faded. But the real story? It was just beginning. 😌🔥 She stepped into their room slowly, red saree hugging her curves, anklets whispering with every step

The Light in Apartment 402

Emma moved into the building on a cold Tuesday evening. Fourth floor. Apartment 401. Too many boxes. Too much silence. The hallway smelled like fresh paint and loneliness. She didn’t know anyone.

DEVIL DOESN'T BARGAIN

Emily was at her absolute breaking point. A life once defined by luxury had vanished in an instant, leaving her with nothing. ​She walked aimlessly, stopping atop a bridge as a thin drizzle began to

🌙🔥First Night, First Truths 🌙🔥

The room smelled of jasmine and anticipation 🌸 Soft lights. Quivering shadows. Silence stretched—thick, loud, heavy… like it was holding its breath too 😮‍💨💫 She sat on the edge of the bed, fingers tw

The Lady's Gilded Gambit (Prologue)

The ballroom of the Residenz in Munich was a vacuum of oxygen and ego. Above, the Great Chandelier—a monstrosity of thirty-thousand hand-cut lead crystals—hung like a suspended guillotine. It was

Salt of Silence (from my new novel 'The Inventory of Echoes')

The Terminal had a way of expanding to fit the grief of its inhabitants. As Arthur’s golden particles settled into the floor, the walls of the Great Hall shivered and bled into a new configuration. Th

To Whom I Never Talked Again (part1)

Tiny cracks resurface on the wall of our friendship on the day you turn your face away from me like I didn't exist in that moment ,like I was invisible in your eyes and yet you chit chatted nicely wit