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Weeping Veils

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Parts 4
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Ever heard of the morbid tale of Blackbeard? If you enjoyed it as much as I did then you'll love this bone chilling re-telling of the grim tale-desi style.

Hooria has been wedded off to a virtual stranger against her will to repay a decades old debt.
However, she resolves to make the best of her unfortunate situation.

But something lurks in the dark corridors of her husband's ancestral Haveli, following her and whispering mad lurid things in her ear.

As she is pulled deeper into the darkness of the haveli she realizes the dark secrets her new family hide behind their sophisticated veneers.
Will she be able to get out?

Grab a cup of chai and curl up in your bed and let yourself be pulled into this terrifying tale of secrets, rituals and magic....and death.All Rights Reserved

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"I trusted you," Mirha said in a voice barely above a whisper, trying her best to keep tears from falling down her cheeks, trying and failing. Hadi paused for an entire second. "Well, you shouldn't have. Not my fault," He spoke softly, evenly, his face pale and pinched as if trying to hold back emotions of his own. *** A best friend. A chase gone wrong. An empty promise. Out of control, unexpected run-ins. Out of control, unexpected feelings. And you've got a conundrum. Mirha Qadeer was a simple village girl new to the capital city. She felt like a fish out of water in her university but tried her best to fit in and study hard. She made a few mistakes along the way but she had never thought she would have to pay this high a price in return. Hadi Maher was not your nice, friendly guy next door, nor was he a ruthless bad boy. He was something else entirely. But whatever he was, Mirha Qadeer should never have been a part of it. But she somehow forced her way in, and now he has to make a choice, a choice that will take too much from him either way, a choice that's threatening to undo him. --- There are typos and some grammatical mistakes in the story. Will be editing soon.

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"I trusted you," Mirha said in a voice barely above a whisper, trying her best to keep tears from falling down her cheeks, trying and failing. Hadi paused for an entire second. "Well, you shouldn't have. Not my fault," He spoke softly, evenly, his face pale and pinched as if trying to hold back emotions of his own. *** A best friend. A chase gone wrong. An empty promise. Out of control, unexpected run-ins. Out of control, unexpected feelings. And you've got a conundrum. Mirha Qadeer was a simple village girl new to the capital city. She felt like a fish out of water in her university but tried her best to fit in and study hard. She made a few mistakes along the way but she had never thought she would have to pay this high a price in return. Hadi Maher was not your nice, friendly guy next door, nor was he a ruthless bad boy. He was something else entirely. But whatever he was, Mirha Qadeer should never have been a part of it. But she somehow forced her way in, and now he has to make a choice, a choice that will take too much from him either way, a choice that's threatening to undo him. --- There are typos and some grammatical mistakes in the story. Will be editing soon.