கதை என்ற பேரில் ஏதோ கிறுக்கி வச்சிட்ருக்கேன் . என்னுடைய முதல் முயற்சி எப்படி இருக்கும்னு தெரியல?.படிச்சுட்டு நீங்கதான் சொல்லனும்....என் கற்பனையில் உதித்த முதல் கதை . தவறு ஏதேனும் இருப்பின் மன்னிக்க வேண்டுகிறேன். நன்றிங்கோ ....

மறுபாதி... நம் ஒவ்வொருவருக்கும் இந்த உலகில் இன்னொரு பாதி படைக்கப் பட்டுள்ளது என்று ஒரு நம்பிக்கை உண்டு... ஆனால் அப்படி நம்பிய நம்பாத ஒவ்வொருவரும் தன்னுடன் கோர்க்கப்பட்டவரை காண்பதுண்டா கண்டாலும் உணர்வதுண்டா இல்லை உணர்ந்து விட்டாலும் இணைவதுண்டா என்பது கேழ்விக்குறியே... அந்த கேள்விக்கு நம்ம நாயகிக்கு விடை கிடைக்க போகிறதா என்பதை பார்ப்பது தான் இந்த பயணம்... என்னதான் இவள் காதலை தேடி நாம் பயணத்தை தொடங்கினாலும் இவளின் சேட்டைகளினால் பயணம் என்னவோ கரடுமுரடாகத்தான் இருக்க போகிறது, சீட்பெல்ட்டை டைட்டா பிடித்துக்கொள்ளுங்கள் இங்க என்ன வேண்டுமானாலும் நடக்கலாம்....

Highest Ranking: #8 in General fiction on 05/06/2017 "When you begin a journey of revenge, start by digging two graves: one for your enemy, and one for yourself." - Jodi Picoult _____________________________ She is not here neither her things .Taking long steps at a time I thoroughly checked, all the rooms in my suite.She left me without a word, she didn't even ask me any questions ,she just left me. Just like the realization struck me, her soft voice on the late hours of night echoed in my ears.It's not a dream as i thought to be. She knew all along.The words kept drumming in my ears. "Arjun , I am yours to be loved and yours to be revenged " "$#!t S#!t S#!t , Chand what have I done to you?" _____________________________________ Why does Arjun start this game of revenge? Why Chandini? Does Chandini loves Pradeep the way he loves her? Does Pradeep really love her?!So what is happening with Chandini? Is she stupid to let Arjun revenge her?Or she have any plans for Arjun? _____________________________ Warning:Disturbing contents as story progresses Image Source: Google PS: This is my first proper story? Cover credits :@omahazeeya☺☺

போட்டிகள் என்ற புத்தகத்தில் வைக்கப்பட்ட போட்டிகளில் பங்கேற்ற கதைகள் இந்த புத்தகத்தில்...

Rebecca Vines aka Becky is stalked by a hostile entity. She has been through the traumatic loss of her son and is quite vulnerable. The entity doesn't have to play too much mind games to lure the grieving woman into it's trap. Becky's body is soon taken over by the dark, ancient entity. Filled with apathy towards humans, the ancient, malevolent entity is poised to do dreadful things. He has taken Becky; he will take others, unless he can be stopped. Every human soul the entity claims only makes it even stronger and harder to banish from the earth realm.

Love is trust!

Jenna Yousuf has everything all girls envy. A mansion, fancy cars, diamonds and jewels, closets filled with clothes, shoes and purses. A hot husband. But she isn't happy. Who could be when you were forced to marry a man you don't love just to save your family? She doesn't want to give him a chance, nor does she want to try to begin a life with him. But what does she do when he turns out to be the sweetest man she has ever met? Can she keep him at bay, or will she cave, and accept it when she starts to have feelings for her husband? Hudayfah Sulayman has to protect his wife from the evil people who are out to get her brother. While he only married her for that reason, he didnt anticipate one thing; that he would fall in love with her. So much so that he would do anything to make her happy, except for what she really wants; to be let out of their marriage. He knows Jenna doesn't love him now, but should he hold out hope that one day she will?

That's only then that I realized that the song just ended. His hand was still on my bare waist. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. "Miss Khan." He said. I gathered all the courage possible and met with his dazzling blue eyes. It showed emotions for what I could say lust... or is it what I alway ran away of? "Excuse me." I said as I moved his hand away from my waist. I looked at my watch and noticed that it was already 8pm. Shot, the dinner with my dad! "Everything okay?" James asked. "Yes. Hmm excuse me, I've got to go. Bye." I said and walked towards the exit. James didn't stop me which I was glad of. I can't believe all that happened, dancing with James and all that he said. I thought that the show would be the though part of the day but it was meeting James Rollins. I just wish I could understand whatever he meant. And also understand what I'm up to... Are we both victims of philophobia? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ What happens when the most wanted bachelor James Rollins gets mesmerized by Anaya Khan's beauty? A love story of course. Nobody knows what really happened on that mysterious night where Anaya's life changed where all her dreams got shattered by destiny's wicked plans. Well, Anaya Khan is one of the top rated dancers! She has got chocolate brown hair, brown eyes with a glint of blue, a well toned body and a kind heart. It is said that many man drool on her but she prefers the status of being single. She has a few feelings towards James but keeps on ignoring them. James Rollins the most handsome billionaire of the country who has got everything one wants and dreams of. The pictured perfect life. He is the C.E.O of Rollins&Co Enterprises. He is 6'2 feet, dark brown hair and hazel eyes. Hope you enjoy the story. I also apologize for grammatical mistakes. P.S: It's my first story so read at your own cost ;).

Part of STORY OF US His love for her was pure But he wondered if her hatred towards him was more. She was in every prayer he uttered, No wonder how her broken heart was mended. And slowly and slowly, Hatred paved way to being inseparable. What's more authentic? Torn between two, who would you choose? The one that you love or someone who loves you?❤

Two Souls, Poles apart. She was a believer. He was an atheist. Her kindness was the talk of the town. His arrogance was his pride. She stayed away from the limelight. Attention was all that he sought. She dreamt of him since the moment she realized what love is. He never liked her for she did not match the standards he had. He was her world. For him, she never existed.