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After impatiently waiting for several months, we- the happy couple finally set the date to visit the beach. The whole week just went perfectly, we partied, and we danced to loud music and dined with creamy crabs. Full of food and high on spirits, on the last night he planned a sweet surprise for me.
Hello everyone, I am back with this week’s ‘Masters of Writing Flash Fiction Challenge’ contest. I am so glad I posted it, as many writers came together and took part in it and I thank all of you. Looking forward to the next one people. The challenge is all about writing flash fiction stories in
Hello everyone, I am back with this week’s ‘Masters of Writing Flash Fiction Challenge’ contest. I am so glad I posted it, as many writers came together and took part in it and I thank all of you. Looking forward to the next one people. The challenge is all about writing flash fiction stories in
Neurotic – a person who is afflicted with a neurosis or who tends to be emotionally unstable or unusually anxious. Some people are neurotic in nature, they hide it behind their beautiful yet deceiving and cunning exterior. Have you ever wondered, all those actions caused by you, how they are affecting people around you? No,
Hey guys I am back with part 2, here is the link of my 1st part – Benoy? Are you alright? Benoy ????? What the fu** just happened? For how long are you gonna take revenge on that poor girl, she already paid for her mistakes, now leave her alone, please I am begging you.
Hello everyone, I am back with this week’s ‘Masters of Writing Flash Fiction Challenge’ contest. I am so glad I posted it, as many writers came together and took part in it and I thank all of you. Looking forward to the next one people. The challenge is all about writing flash fiction stories in
Father told me never to go down our old basement, but I wanted to know the noise, which came constantly throughout the night. It kind of sounds like a cat meowing, and I wanted to see the cat so I opened the basement door and tiptoed down a bit. I didn’t see any cat, as
Hello everyone, today I completed my first ever week of- ‘Masters of Writing Flash Fiction Challenge’ contest and I am so glad I posted it, as many writers came together and took part in it and I thank all of you. Looking forward to the next one people. The challenge is all about writing flash
“Mr. Bose, you look pale after the phone call? Anything wrong?” Uncle questioned the honest looking man. “It was him again, forcing me to get into this business, threatening me day and night to be a part of this drug cartel case you and your little niece cracked a few weeks ago. The channel is
How far is too far? How far is the line? Which keeps us from overstepping boundaries, And I keep stepping on the line, With no remorse left to feel inside The veil is lifted and now people can see me, What I truly am With cruel charade around me The raven-haired girl wept and wept
Maira, did you take your pill on time, asked the nurse. Yes, I did, now stop bothering me, the nurse left silently, cursing her luck as she locked the door on her way back. How dare you accuse me like that , I loved you and this is what I get in return, Maira spewed
“Ria wake up, your uncle is calling you downstairs”, I heard mom’s urgent voice from the cracked door. As I hurried down the stairs, I couldn’t shake an unpleasant feeling inside, that something terrible is going to happen. “Ria why were you so late? Anyways Mr. Bakshi is getting transferred to another station, tomorrow morning
I am in a dark room, and I have no clue how I got here. Why is the spider the main key element of fear? How would I know, I am asking you. I thank the lord as this time I am not tied up to anything, that’s a relief but my eyes are paining
Was it worth it, the TV interview? I am not sure that was a good idea as I am still thinking about it, what happens when people know who I am and what I do. Well, I will cross that bridge when I come to it, let’s see what happens next. After ghosts, drugs and
Continuation from the first part… Vanished into thin air. “Oh my god that was a real ghost, I don’t want to die here, what have I done…”, shouted Mr Bakshi. “Come on Bakshi, gather courage, you are a policeman for God’s sake!”, argued my Uncle. But I was in my own mind, lost, what have
The calling bell rang…It’s 10 PM. Who could it be? “Roy, at this hour?”, Mother cried… “Where’s Ria? There you are, get dressed we have an interesting case you will love it…” “Do you find this a joke every time taking my dear daughter to cases like such? Last day I heard she was examining
A few months back There it goes, slowly mixing, drowning within itself. Red color swirls circle in the water before they disappear down the sink. I stare at my hands and continue scrubbing the blood off them. My skin burns from the constant scouring but the stains remain stubborn, refusing to disappear. They smile at
I have been having the same dream regularly since I was a child. I wake up and I’m in my bed, there is someone in the house. I can hear the footsteps moving around, coming up the stairs, slowly, if I stay still, maybe the person won’t come for me. I can hear him coming
Today I am incredibly humbled and excited to share that for the first time I was nominated as the recipient of the “Mystery Blogger Award” by my dear friend and recently became collaborator partner – Ushnish the Crown. Thank you again, and m so sorry that I forgot about it. :-p If you guys
