"How silly of him" A faint smile lifted the corner of Yashoda's lips up "You're everywhere Kanha, in this small statue, in the soil and air of Vrindavan, in every droplet of Yamuna, in the heart of every Gopi, in our very consciousness and-" "And in you, Maiya" An alien yet utterly familiar doux voice brought an abrupt halt in Yashoda's track making her body went numb. ________ Copyright © Arjunaradhika 2022 All rights reserved

Featured by @AmbassadorIN .·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·. Investigation Room 1 : "I was angry at him and I had had enough of him that night. He himself invited his death." He scoffed, muttering incoherent stuff under his breath Investigation Room 2 : "A man like him deserved to die. Evils like him deserve incidents worse than death." He shrugged without any trace of guilt. Investigation Room 3 : "I didn't really want to do it. It just kinda happened." She whispered, her eyes busy boring holes in the floor "I killed him!" All of them, amusingly, muttered the same thing, sitting rooms apart from each other. One murder, three suspects, three confessions with three versions of the truth. But the question is, who's really speaking the truth?

Every night, she screams-and only I can calm her. When I, Vedant Malhotra, moved into my brother's old apartment, I hadn't expected the girl upstairs to hate me. LIKE LITERALLY, WITH ALL HER MIGHT. Shoumili Banerjee - sharp-tongued, distant, and far too complicated for someone like me. I never intended to get involved-but here's the catch. I needed her. First, to win over a stubborn old music teacher for my sister's school, and then to help me fix up the apartment, which looked creepy and was in a complete mess. So, we struck a deal. But there was something off about Shumi. She froze whenever my brother's name came up, dodged certain questions, and carried a kind of indifference in her eyes. Then came that night. The screams. The way she clung to me, like I was the only thing keeping her alive. I didn't know what was happening to her, but I wasn't someone who ran away. Even if it meant fighting shadows, losing my mind, or walking straight into hell. I was ready to fight for her, till death do us part.

HE IS COMING. BE READY. Six years have passed since the Malakar sisters left for Darjeeling. They have now made a home away in the hills, living in peace. But that peace is about to be disrupted. Shomak Moitra, a host by birth, has taken over his father's production house and is back behind the camera making award-winning documentaries. But no matter how well he manages to remain away from all things paranormal, some connections never leave. He starts to experience frequent blackouts and soon learns about Ela's deteriorating health, which again makes their paths cross. The barrier that kept the army of Kaanthalis trapped in Prathi for ages has been broken. With the new Tokkho Raj ascending the throne, Shomak, his friends and the Malakar sisters are again under threat. He is coming for them! WHAT WILL HAPPEN WHEN THEY FINALLY COME FACE TO FACE WITH THE KAANTHALI PRABHU TOKKHO RAJ? Warning: The story contains mature and explicit scenes that may trigger some readers. Please be cautious. ** © J Josho Chatterjee 2023

Sage Asher just moved to Maple Town with his parents. He quickly befriends Caden Jones, the school's nerdy rich boy with a bad past in his family. New life, new house, new school... new abilities. He meets a girl named Blue. But she's not exactly alive. She's dead and she doesn't remember how. And Sage makes that his mission to find out how she died. It all comes down to one simple question, Who killed Blue Jones. Because in the end, you're betrayed by the people who you once called your own. •••••• 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: -Mental Health issues -Assault -Violence -Anxiety -Vivid Nightmares -Language -Scary pop ups

In a quiet village shrouded in mystery, a reserved young man uncovers a dark secret that puts his life at risk. As tensions rise and danger closes in, he must navigate betrayal and deception to bring the truth to light.

Collection of Supernatural stories I have heard since my childhood. I don't want to term it true or false. I don't want to judge it as real or illusion. Because these are experiences I have heard from my friends and colleagues. Basically something I heard from my friends, cousin's and family since childhood days. One request to my readers...If you don't like it don't read it ❤️ But please don't judge it. Enjoy the stories with a cup of coffee. Each one is a story I heard from my near and dear ones... Love Love ❤️ vpsisthename20 ❤️ Disclaimer: Any resemblance to real persons or other real-life entities is purely coincidental. All characters and other entities appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, dead or alive, or other real-life entities, past or present, is purely coincidental Copyright Disclaimer: I don't own any rights of pictures used if any. They belong to the owners respectively.

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Highest ranking: #1 [Blurb] "I... I will kill you," She raised the gun at me. "Sanjana-" "I am Trishana," she whispered, "you know me." I took a step forward. "Did you want to kill me?" I asked. "Is that why you approached me? Is that why you acted as if you were in love with me? Is that why you got close to me?" I was near her now. "Did you plan to kill me all along?" "Don't... don't come near... I will... shoot," Her voice shook slightly. "Look me in the eyes and answer me first!" I didn't move back and took the last step. The gun pressed on my chest, Just above the heart and I looked at her steadily. "Shoot me then," I said. "If you want to kill me... If you never had any feelings for me and If you don't even want to give me a chance to explain anything, Shoot me." I said. Her hands were trembling and her eyes were still filling and flowing down. "SHOOT ME, SANJANA!" I shouted and she looked startled and took a step back. "Why?" I was not ready to back down. "Sanjana, Why hesitating? Don't you want to kill me?" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Trishana, A young reporter is dead set on Exposing the evils of one of the biggest corporations in the nation; the Surya group. After a lot of setbacks, she, Along with her perfectly selected partners (A gang of youngsters who were targeted and victimised by the Surya group), Devise a plan to get revenge on them and to Seduce the youngest heir of Surya group-Arjun Surya Narayan. Arjun, Who is the brain of Surya group with his own strange sense of ethics is met with a surprise when he meets the reporter who hates him to death but Acts lovingly. He knew it was a trap, He knew who she was and why she was around him and decided to play along... But what will happen to the love game when so many lives are on the line? And worse; When he starts to fall for the girl he is supposed to "silence" for the stability of his firm? [Contains mature scenes, violence and lots of swearing, You have been warned]

"A pointless war is just that, my boy. Pointless." One fatal night changes everything for Thirumavalavan, Prince of Urayur. One moment, he is a happy-go-lucky Prince, without a care in the world. The next, he finds himself sucked into a dark conspiracy woven by the cunning Senatipati. Innocent blood is spilled. Relationships are put to test. Betrayal runs amok. Turbulent times lay ahead. What will happen to the flourishing empire? Will justice prevail? Will Prince Valavan fight against all odds or die trying? And who is Karikalan here? Discover the enthralling world of the Cholas, peppered with historical facts and a sizzling romance. ✨Featured By✨ ⪫ @WattpadMilitaryFiction: Ancient Battles ⪫ @HistoricalFiction: @WattpadOutreach Hidden Gems ⪫ @Ambassadors: Featured Stories | Outreach Picks ⪫ @HistoricalFiction: War and Military ⪫ @AmbassadorsIN: Historical Fiction ⪫ @HistoricalFiction: Ambassadors Monthly Picks (October 21, 2024) ⪫ @HistoricalFiction : Spotlight (April 4, 2025) ⪫ @Ambassadors : Diverse Fiction (May 2, 2025) ⪫ @adventure : Historical Adventures (May 22, 2025) ✨ Placed 3rd under Historical Fiction in the Tricolor Triennial Awards | 2023 of @IndianLegion ✨