"But there has to be a way! You are the only one who can help me. Please," I pleaded, feeling desperate. "I can't help you. This curse can't be broken, Hazel. I'm afraid there is no other way," she said sadly, shaking her head. "One of you has to die." ∞ One rainy September night, four friends entered the Waverly Hills Sanatorium to take shelter from the rain. The diary of a dead nurse was hidden in a broken-down room. It gave them a terrible curse. It awakened a ghost who wanted their souls. Now Hazel must race against time and find a way to break the curse before the ghost can claim the soul of the only person she's ever truly loved... Can she? ∞ [word count: 99,700] 🏆 Wattpad India Awards 2019 winner (Judge's Choice in horror/paranormal) 🏆 Stories Undiscovered (Wattpad Studios): "DIAMOND" reading list 🏆 Highest ranking: #10 in Paranormal 🏆 Second place in April Blue Rose Awards 2019 in Paranormal #wattys2019 entry!

Riddhima reread Marcus's monologue several times, trying to fully capture what was written on the page. But she couldn't stop herself from thinking about something else. How like Lavinia, someone had found her after the act. Vansh. It was still a blur but she could distinctly remember his voice, the warmth of his body and comfort of his arms holding her close to him. He'd whispered soothing words to her, little lies that made her feel calm and at peace. But most of all it had been the smell of his skin and cologne and that indescribable scent that was just Vansh. The same scent that had started her heart racing on the dance floor had also made her realize that she was safe. She quietly put the books aside, not wishing to relive anymore of her experiences. She knew now that she had been right, she did feel a real connection with these characters but she didn't want to face that right now. Instead Riddhima curled up, hugging her pillow close and shut her eyes. She pretended that she was in Vansh's arms again, letting the smell of him envelope her completely. This was what made her feel safe and secure, like she wasn't falling apart. Only this. Only Vansh. Warning: Violence and Graphic Imagery COVER BY - @Paracosmic_Soul

*** The Vision was shortlisted for the Watty India Awards 2019 under the horror/paranormal category.*** This is a supernatural adventure story of Abhay along with his childhood friend Vipul. Abhay has some visions which were earlier ignored as nightmares but it turned out to be something else. Join Abhay and his friend Vipul along with Officer Madhav as they solve the most twisted cases in the town. Cover Picture designed by- @InfamousPaint This is a work of Fiction. The story and the characters are an integral property of Biswajit Patnaik and all copyright reserved. Please do not copy or reproduce the story in any form. If you are reading this story on any platform other than Wattpad you are very likely to be at risk of a malware attack. If you wish to read this story in its original, safe, form, please go to https://www.wattpad.com/user/Patnaik87. Thank you.

[ Featured - @AmbassadorsIN ] ❝ Beware of the one who lives with you. At night, even shadows look like monsters. ❞ * * * I remember my mother warning me from staying over at anyone's place. I was a stubborn girl then and never bothered to know the reason behind her warnings. With death standing right in front of me, holding a knife in his hand, I realise the reason she used to warn me; not everyone can be trusted. Not even your best friend or her boyfriend, who you first met a few days ago. It is too late now. I cannot escape, scream or shout. I can only survive. I can only fight. But the only problem is, I don't know how to fight. * * * [Word count || 12K+] Cover by meha-k Banners by icemyth_ * * * If you are reading this story on a platform other than Wattpad, kindly log off and scan your device for any possible viruses. Story will be re-edited, again, in the near future when I'm no longer lazy. * * * Short Story | AmbassadorsIN - 12/11/24