HimangshuShivam
This is not gonna be a book ,
It's for a contest
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One moment, I was typing Chapter 17 of my novel. The next, I was standing in it.
My name is Himangshu Sivam - author, night owl, chronic overthinker. Beneath the Skin was supposed to be fiction. My fiction.
But when I woke up in my own rain-soaked alley, face-to-face with my heroine Aara, the lines between creator and creation blurred.
It should've been exhilarating.
Except there's a man here I never wrote.
He moves like a predator, speaks like he's known me for years, and looks at me like I'm the one trespassing in his story.
Now the "hero" I created wants me gone, my so-called allies are plotting behind my back, and the mysterious intruder is getting far too close.
The worst part?
I don't know how this chapter ends - and I'm not holding the pen anymore.
A meta-thriller that blends suspense, danger, and a very dangerous question:
What happens when the story starts writing you back?