Bibliophile Stories

"I want a divorce, Evyavaan." "What did you say?" he growled. "I want you to divorce me, Evyavaan," she repeated, though her resolve faltered. "I dare you," he said through gritted teeth. "Say that again." "There is no divorce happening, darling." he said, eyes raging. "You think you get to decide this alone?" He seethed. "From the very first day, I have been nothing but patient with you. But it seems like you mistook my patience for weakness." Anvika Khanna, the only daughter of the Khanna family, had everything. Protected by three overprotective brothers, her life was nothing short of a fairytale. She was living her dream until a single incident flipped her entire world upside down. Writing became her escape. Under a pen name, away from her family name and legacy, she created a different world. And then came the marriage. A marriage she used to escape her reality, from the eys on her family, to Evyavaan Malhotra. Evyavaan Malhotra, India's leading business tycoon, carries his family legacy effortlessly. Once the sunshine eldest of the Malhotra family, he is now dominant, intense, and dangerously possessive. He believes that once something is his, letting go is not an option. A marriage bound by obligation and family pressure ties him to her. But now, he is not ready to let her go, when all she wants is to end this marriage. He would burn the world before letting Anvika disappear from his life. What begins as obligation turns into obsession. What was orchestrated as an escape starts feeling like home. And the screams she never voiced begin to echo in ways neither of them expected. The Silent Screams is a dark, slow-burn romance about suppressed trauma, possessive love, and healing that doesn't come gently but fiercely. •~•~•~•~• It's a standalone novel! This book contains content intended for mature audiences. Reader discretion is advised. Copyright © - This story is a work of fiction and belongs to me. Do not copy or repost without pe

"Love is just a four-letter word used to sell flowers before the inevitable exit." Julian Thorne is the king of thrillers and the emperor of cynicism. After being left at the altar and told by his own parents that love is a biological scam, he's officially done. He doesn't believe in "Happily Ever Afters"-he's too busy writing grisly murders to care. Enter Wren, the "Book Doctor." When Julian accidentally sends a three-minute, wine-fueled anti-romance manifesto to the wrong person, Wren doesn't just reply-she shows up. Her mission? To fix his failing career by forcing him to write a sweet romance novella. His mission? To prove to her that love is the ultimate glitch in the system. He hates the tropes. She lives for them. But as they start "editing" Julian's heart, the lines between their manuscript and reality begin to blur. Julian's love might be messed up, but it isn't dead yet.

FOREWORD This book is greatly inspired by one of my childhood fantasies Jess De Silva from the Mediator Series of Meg Cabot. Then another empowered female writer came in the picture, VE Schwab, who fed my fondness of paranormals with her Archived Series and City of Ghosts, which actually has the same near death experience as my character. I started this one a decade ago but life happens and I have to put this down for so long until this pandemic. Time was sufficient thus I turn to my hobbies to make the most of the gift of time. One of them is writing. Originally, this was just for me. To test my capabilities, to put my mind into writing, but then in the course of penning this, I decided to share this with you, to those who would rather live in their own fictional worlds. Afterall, we are all in-betweens bounded by our fears of not being enough or not doing enough. May this remind you of the power of trying and that you do not have to be enough for others. You just have to be enough for yourself. Also, may we all be embolden by our real life worlds, though tiring and crazy, to build our own. Cliché, but fictions are created to make our reality bearable. For those who still think that they are stuck, sharing this escape with you. - Taraa Muñoz

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A grieving woman makes an usual discovery in her late grandfather's home library. Will this be the key to fulfilling her wishes of prosperity and love, or just another disappointment? For everyone who has ever wished for more.

Here are just some of my most favorite quotes from books that I wanted to share. I hope you enjoy!! * I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THIS.* (Copyright goes to the authors.) -Kelly xoxo

"We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospect." -Anaïs Nin You know that feeling when you open a book and you read the story written in it? It feels like you've been transported to another world, a place so wonderful and liberating. Well, it's my job to make you experience that to the expense of my own life tales. Those jokes that you were laughing about as you read them? He whispered those to me in the middle of class. That bashful expression that the main character had? It was a reflection of what he looked like when he asked me out. That somewhat cheesy narration of what their kiss felt like? It was the same way I felt when he first pressed his lips against mine. If only I can do it again. If only I can fall in love with writing again. If only I can fall in love again. [This is a spin-off of Hollywood's Princess. You do not read that story to understand this]

1914, Francia. Audrey Blanchard ha solo quattordici anni quando, con l'incombere della Prima Guerra Mondiale, è costretta a dire addio a suo padre e alla sua amata Francia e imbarcarsi in una nave che la porterà in America. Quando pensava che tutto fosse perduto, la conoscenza di un ragazzo dai ricci corvini e dagli occhi cristallini cambierà profondamente la sua vita. E quello sarà solo l'inizio di un viaggio ancora più grande.

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This is a true account of a personal experience. One that has literally shaped and defined my life during the last two decades and counting; the story of how I became a witch. A deep and objective insight into beliefs and practices from the Congo region perspective. I am hoping that a good amount of truth behind this widespread concept will be made accessible through my work. This book is in progress and a new part will be added every other week. In the meantime your support is very paramount. Please feel free to star this book, share it or leave your comments and questions. Any possible help to pave the way for the sound completion of this work will be greatly appreciated. For extra comments, suggestions or opinions, feel free to write to me on my email here below: kizaza[dot]music[at]gmail[dot]com Thank you, Author

In Red Moon, White Moon, Connell Maxwell realized early on in life that school had a strict hierarchy: the bullies and the bullied. Unfortunately, he was doomed to be a member of the latter group. He always wondered if it was his friends who put him there, but, deep down he had another suspicion, his odd birthmark. It was the one thing he felt caused him the most embarrassment and rejection in the world. He went through great lengths to hide it from others not realizing it was the key to his destiny. Connell was a fifteen year old sophomore at Chamberlain High School. For him and his fellow outcasts of the school's student population, the mighty Chief's Head was their safe haven. It was the only place in school where the popular kids would not terrorize their prey because of the fear of being seen there. Little did he know this would also be the place where he would be introduced to another group of exiles: the ones from Horror and Things. Ever vigilant, Connell resisted their theories of his birthmark and his purpose in life. His strenuous code of cynicism left no room for trust, friendships, or patience. However, this new group of misfits, who were shrouded in secrecy, had a plan to convince him to accept his fate. Filled with everyday struggles a young adult faces such as intimidation, acceptance, fear, and love. Red Moon, White Moon follows Connell through a plethora of distress and chaos, leading up to the final climactic realization that may lead him to his own demise.

I don't know if it's going to hit you in any way but if you're lost you are in the right place.

I hope these words, crafted by my heart and soul, carry hope for you. Every moment of life is sometimes depressive, leaving you with no choice and occupied by negative thoughts, but don't let them wrap around you. I hope your wounded heart and soul will somehow heal with the heart and soul of my crafted words.

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Sonnet (ish; no iambic pentameter. I think) I found that I wrote in English class Not to be passive aggressive, but I would like SOME feedback. Okay, that was passive aggressive, but I refuse to apologise. Please and thank you! xx