a dark past, hidden a mind, fragmented time, S P L I N T E R E D The New York University Institute of Fine Arts is a prestigious establishment that Asia can hardly believe she is attending. It feels, to her, as if the entire universe has aligned in her favour. With the world in the palms of her paint-spattered hands, Asia begins to realise her dreams of becoming a recognised artist, but then things begin to happen. Things Asia cannot possibly explain, or reconcile. The universe shifts, and when it does, the aftershocks are monumental. Cracks spider through the surface of Asia's perfectly crafted future, and with her world threatening to unravel, Asia must follow the cracks to find out the truth of what is happening to her. But time is running out, and Asia doesn't know who to trust, anymore. She cannot even trust herself. This story is a crossing of various themes and genres, where paranormal meets themes of science-fiction and romance.

ᗩᑎ IᗰᑭᗴᖇᖴᗴᑕT ᗪᗴTᗴᑕTIᐯᗴ: Underestimating someone may not be the best option for anyone. Specially not for detectives. But David Fransmann refuses to believe in that. He rarely doubts himself and always makes imperfect judgements about everything. He is full of weaknesses which makes it difficult for him to solve cases. When he tries to solve a complicated murder case, will his weaknesses get in the way or will they help him solve it? TᗯO ᗰᑌᖇᗪᗴᖇՏ: There has not been one murder but TWO! But did the murderer make a mistake commiting the second murder? What if the two murders are not even related to begin with? Not to mention the suspects are unwilling to help him solve the case. ᗩ ՏᑌIᑕIᗪᗴ: Why did the kind hearted Detective Scott commit suicide? Does it have to do anything with the case? ____________________________ " ᴀ ᴍᴜʀᴅᴇʀ ᴍʏsᴛᴇʀʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜ ᴏғ ʜᴜᴍᴏᴜʀ."

•Just a few words, of my hearts desire, of the life it admires, and of the pain it acquired• Copyright Reserved © Meera --------------------ᴅɪꜱᴄʟᴀɪᴍᴇʀ-------------------- No part of this book can be republished without prior consent of the author. Any piece which does not belong to the said author can be used, but not without crediting the original source. First published | 11th April 2020 Last published | 8th July 2020

YOU CAN NOW LISTEN TO THE HINDI AUDIOBOOK, just on Audible! [ FEATURED ON WATTPAD INDIA'S JANUARY 2020 READING LIST: TEEN FICTION] A typical Indian family. A bit conservative, quite pushy and forcefully loving. And in the middle of that sits Shweta. She's a spunky eighteen year old with a mind of her own and a sassy mouth to match. She's got her own views about her life and doesn't hesitate letting other people know about it. Only it doesn't often bode well for her. This time, Shweta's really done it. She's done the unforgivable deed and lost her virginity to a boy who isn't even her boyfriend. Yet. If that wasn't enough, her period's gone missing. What happens when Shweta tells her mother the truth? Drama, of course. Only she hadn't expected things to fall apart as drastically as they do. Join Shweta as she tries to brush off slut shaming, keep her head high and try to find a place for herself in the judgy, conservative world. Will she succeed? Or will she bow her head and allow society to bend her into shape like countless before her? A coming-of-age story. [WORD COUNT: 51,000 WORDS] COMPLETED.

"Ashes, Ashes and Ashes Nothing more than few scratches. Then it collected itself, To stand high above that died self." There are certain thoughts you need to throw up. Or those will eat you up! Here are few of mine. On different things and matters. Love, Hatred, Anxiety, Hope, Desire, Despair and many nameless as well which a normal or attimes abnormal human heart can feel. 22/08/2019 - 12 #distress

A microchip which began as an experiment to control death row inmates and later presented as a tool to save lives slowly takes control of the human body, manipulating them. This is a not a story but a record of an obsessed doctor, an experiment gone wrong, dictatorial government, control through fear and conspiracies told through the eyes of a man who had lost everything he cherished. New story ✨ Special thanks to @xBookLover02 for designing this awesome cover 😎✨ (Now available at Webnovel too)

Songs, poems and other tears on paper. The story of the world from the viewpoint of the nobodies. The biography of those who dont know how to write. Me, naked. #6 on #poemas (6/6/2021) #4 on #poemas (11/6/2021) #1 on critica (16/6/2021) #3 on #poemas (17/6/2021) #270 on #poetry (17/6/2021) #154 on #poetry (21/6/2021)

"Let's explore the world, man. First, we should go to the Himalayas," Ravi said as he was searching best spiritual places of India on his cell phone. "We're not going anywhere," Sid said sharply, his eyes narrowed in disbelief. "Isn't that what you want?" Ravi snapped, for him, Sid was such a killjoy. "The search for truth? That's how all yogis in the past began their journey. Off to the Himalayas for years, and boom, return like you're a God. Do you want peace or not?" Sid felt the question landed him on the horns of a dilemma. He did want to search the truth (the inner calling which he yearns to follow), but at the same time he knew it was impossible to cut off all his attachments. Hey, Mom! I'm going to the Himalayas, don't know when I will return. Life isn't this easy. A moment later, however, the reality hit him like a ball. It's true that most of the great spiritualists ended up in the Himalayas. ___________ Sid's life was ordinary like yours and mine, where you'd find no fantasy or fiction. But he was the possessor of extraordinary trait; he was looking for answers. Little did he know that we're living in a post-truth world. Some say it's an age where truth no longer matters. If you reason with people based on facts they'll explain away their beliefs by saying, "It's true to me and that's all that matters." Politicians spin the yarn of their agenda from time to time, media telecast news based on their political leanings. Social media has led us into an information war. Despite of above all harsh realities, Sid set himself off to find truth. A quest of self-discovery. How about you take this journey with Sid in which only love will reign supreme? It's just that you need to redefine the meaning of love.

She was already sitting on the terrace , waiting for him. It was such a beautiful night, the blank canvas of the dark sky was decorated by the masterpiece of stars miles away from us, but the most attracting thing in that art was the full moon , the big silver giant was showing off its beauty to the whole world. She heard some noise in the background and when she turned back she saw him. He came towards her and sat down beside her wordlessly, but even though his mouth was close his eyes gave it all away. He led his head on her lap and they sat there in silence savouring their last moments , silent tears flowing down from both pairs of eyes ~*~*~ They made a promise ten years back that they will meet again. Unknowingly they both exchanged their heart. Now the question is , will they be able to keep their promise? Click 'Read' to know bout it ! And I suck at descriptions........ ~*~*~ Copyright ©2021 MruDrinksBru All rights reserved. No part of this book shall be reproduced or used in any manner without the prior written permission by author (me)

Omega is Percy Jackson. Scratch that. Percy Jackson Is dead. Or at least that's how he thinks of himself. Percy Jackson is dead and reborn as Omega. After being betrayed by his friends, father, and everyone else he loved, what is there to do but leave? What happens to him? Just see what happens as Omega returns to the place he hates the most. Will he forgive the ones that broke his heart? Or will he stay closed off forever? (Okay, this is not edited, it is seriously bad, and for most of it, whenever I spelled 'Warrior' spellcheck changed it to 'Worrier' which was weird, and I have not bothered to edit most of it. Here is my warning: Do Not Read. You have been warned.)