THE ONLY GIRL OF SECTION SAGITTARIUS (COMPLETED)

Cover = Creative Commons.Blurb = It only takes a second to lose everything... One second of rage and Adam became a widower.People say it's natural to see the deceased everywhere you look. They don't say anything about them screaming your name in the dead of night, or about them trying to kill you. Highest rating in Horror so far #36 Third place Horror Winner (The Puppet Awards 2017) Reader Feedback. "Nice first chapter. Perfect amount of detail, this could almost be a short story in and of itself." @KRRodriguez "Brilliant!" @AnnMarieMarsh "Damn.... this book just gets darker and darker. I love it.... more, more, more." @melterry921 "Wow.. just wow" @Darkgirl_forever

A story of Mira Ahuja and Kabir Rathore. Two people who couldn't stand the presence of one another. A misunderstanding while they studied Law at Cambridge, and a few petty arguments were the basis for their hatred.Fate pushes them together one more time, can they fix things or are they too stubborn? What happens if the cause of their misunderstandings returns, this time to take them down permanently? What will happen with all this chaos surrounding them?Read on to find out!It is a sequel to The Substitute Bride, however it can be read as a stand alone book too, so for those of you who enjoyed The Substitute Bride, hang on tight, the story is not over yet.

The hilarious story of a man who returned in time and became a 3 month old baby. A story of family ties and love.Best ranks#1 out of 15.4k books in 'Jokes' #1 out of 6.4k books in 'Rebirth' #1 out of 5.9k books in 'Joke' #1 in Kerala#1 in Malayalam #1 in Babytard [For all ages. NO adult content. NO bad words.]The hero gets a second chance at life. But the second chance begins at the time when he was a baby. This is the hilarious story of a baby who has to live through all the breastfeeding and pooping.I died.When I opened my eyes again, I had gone back in time.To my childhood.No.To the days where I was a breastfed baby.It couldn't be more awkward.That's what I thought.

Many things that I've realized about this life...Many things that I've realized about myself...Many more about the society I live in...Much more about the world in general...But...Mainly about my world in particular...My world...FOR ONCE, NO RIGHTS RESERVED....For my infinity, for the world, for you and for me

How it feels ? when your own family use you for their luxurious life style and all comfort but don't give a damm about you ? .. Heartbroken ? right ? This is what he feels in last twenty four years of his life , The raw man is hard to resist , his blue ocean yet colour changing eyes held a lot of emotion and he needed someone to read , to feel , to console , to love the child of him , instead of loving the man he is ..Her entry in his life was not less than any blessing , the girl who learned only to respect elder and didn't even raised her eyes at front of others knew very well how to took stand for her husband ignoring his fight with her for his so called family , Their relation wasn't normal because all He think and feel like everyone else she too is using him and making fool of him , the wall he made around his heart was so hard to break.

"Aap agar soch rahe hai, mujhse nikah karne ke baad aap meri zindagi ke hero ban jaoge aur main aap ki ho jaungi toh aap badi ghalat fehmi mein hai, Mirza."Her words ceased his steps. His fingers curled into a fist, trying to control his rage which was bubbling inside him by hearing her disobedient tone. He blew out a puff of air and slowly turned around with an emotionless face."That's where you are wrong, Hoor. I don't intend to be your hero because I'm not one."He sauntered towards her, making her take several steps back in dread until her frame crashed to the wall. Altan leaned down to her height and placed his hand at her sides, caging her fragile state. Mahoor turned her face away and pushed herself more into the wall. Her left hand started to shiver uncontrollably on which his gaze fell.Taking her trembling hand in his, Altan whispered,"Mai har kahani ka villain hi raha hu aur yeh kahani bhi koi alag nahi hogi. Tum apni ijazat se ha kahogi toh khushi hogi nahi bhi razi hogi toh koi baat nahi," his lips curled into a wicked smile, seeing tears gathered in her eyes. "Altan Mirza, har cheez apni bana hi leta hai aur tum toh meri tab hi ho chuki thi jab pehli dafa meri nazarein tumse mili thi."

Stokeley faces the tragedy of losing his best friend, Jaseh and tries to move on with his life but the struggle is real.This is half serious and half a joke.btswrld© 2019

She is an outcast. She finds it easier to express what she feels in the form of writing. Whether it is poems, letters or long texts. These are poems that she writes trying to describe how it feels to live with certain mental health issues, in a world that disregards outcasts. So, these are on the darker side of the spectrum. Some poems might be distressing for some readers. I personally enjoy consuming dark content, it's kinda like a coping mechanism. I really hope none of you relate with any of these :) I'll be posting only poems here, I'll try to be as active as I can.The poems are not in any order. They are just the thoughts that pop up any time of the day.(8.11.2023) PS: Please check out 'safe space'. I need your help to make it a real safe space, readers! Ranking:#1 shortpoem#1 distressing#1 poetry (17.1.2024) #1 poem (24.1.2024)