it takes seven days for the poison to work. seven days until ACP Darsh and his team figure out the mess untill the killer takes away something very dear to him. Because the count has begun

FEATURED on OFFICIAL WATTPAD's Community Happenings] Cover by the magician @MoranaInDesign (she is literally a magician!) Maya, a journalist, finds herself in the middle of religious panic when a prostitute she had met is found to be murdered. **** Lucifer, as they have been named, faces the namesake of the Devi in Devipuram. Will they be able to sacrifice this rose too like the other ones, or will the thorns now make them bleed to death? **** Maya has been tasked with writing something about the folk of Devipuram for the upcoming Puja magazine. She decides to visit the slums where the prostitutes live. Here, she meets Radha- a beautiful prostitute with a daughter. The very next day, Radha is found dead in the temple premises. And what the villagers label as the next-in-line in a chain of paranormal murders is a magnetic mystery in the life of Maya which tempts her to get to the root of this cruelty. Will she succeed in finding out the culprit or succumb to death like the five victims? WORD COUNT: 60,000-65,000 words

Cover by @MoranaInDesign | BOOK 2 in Maya Mysteries series While investigating the case of Abhinoy Das' death, Maya is plunged into the hidden world of Bengal's dark creatures, one of which takes a secret interest in her. **** After her success in the case of Devipuram, Maya has gained fame as a detective with expertise in handling paranormal cases. Soon this name invites her to Khatra to investigate the mysterious death of the youngest son of the affluent Das family. But unknown to her, many more deaths are occurring in Khatra, and all of the attacked are virgin females. Despite being asked to not venture outside her case, she does what her heart wishes to. And this time, her heart will be caught. [Book is not a standalone and cannot be read without knowing the events of Daughters of Kalika] Word count: 56k-57k

Book 1 of the #Esoteric Beacon Trilogy They have come. To save and protect their world. But little did they know who they are. •●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●• She was the flower, the golden bloom with enthralling blue eyes. Her heart knew the mission, her soul the divine in its creation. As the saying goes, not every blessing is sought, she was seen as a chaos. The unsettling fear that voided every heart. Sometimes prophecies aren't mere myths and let her prove them what they shall seek, even if it calls for a war. May the descendents of the silverine and aureolous gods of the moon and star be blessed. May the fates be strong to withstand every change they shall see. Plot credits: Dream and fascination Word count: 50,000-55,000 words ✨️AMBYS 2024 FANTASY TOP PICK NOVEL✨️

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

Shanaya Chaudhary was building a life she chose-quietly, stubbornly, on her own terms-until a marriage proposal arrived at her doorstep without warning. The groom was Chiraag. A superstar like no one before. Yet a stranger. And a man who looked at her like he had known her all his life. ~ extended synopsis inside

She sees the lies. Everyone else sees him. When lawyer Anaya Oberoi agrees to marry her high school crush, it feels like fate-until small inconsistencies start to unravel the man she thought she knew. With a missing birthmark, altered memories, and eerie perfection, Parth doesn't feel like Parth anymore. Teaming up with a secret detective unit, Anaya dives into a dark investigation-only to uncover a possibility far more dangerous than mistaken identity. What if the man she loves was never real to begin with?

In a city where memories can be bought, sold, and erased, Aria Vale is one of the best-a neural architect who edits pain with surgical precision. But when fragments of her daughter's erased past start bleeding back into the system, she is drawn into a labyrinth of lost recollections, corporate secrets, and ethical peril. Chasing the echoes of a life she signed away, Aria must navigate a world where nothing is certain, not even her own mind. Guided-and haunted-by a protective, enigmatic colleague and shadowed by a quiet, controlled ex-husband, she will risk everything to reclaim what was stolen. Every memory she dives into could shatter her, every revelation could betray her trust, and every heartbeat could be her last. In RECOLLECTION, love, grief, and obsession intertwine in a mind-bending journey through memory and identity-where the past refuses to stay buried, and remembering might be the only way to survive.

Mallika wakes up weak and naked, dizzy mind filling doubts in her consciousness. Realising that her body has been subjected to actions that required her consent and yet the consent was never taken, she breaks down, wondering how this will affect her adoptive family's reputation. Until she finds a note inside a diary

Rewind the classics 2023 Love is celebrated through every century, but great celebration comes with a cost always. If only we can see behind the walls of ages, where girth took toil in journey. Mystified, undying love story with a slice of mystery: perhaps there's little bit left in history to mention.