Some stories are born from silence, others from screams.
You'll find both here.
I write what lingers in the dark - the ache behind a smile, the love that shouldn't exist, the scars we carry in secret.
My characters are not heroes. They're survivors. Sinners. Dreamers. Monsters. Lovers.
I don't promise happy endings. I promise honesty.
If you're here, maybe you're a little haunted too.
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Stories by Whisper
For the Camera
We were love goals.
Millions of strangers said so - under every post, every kiss, every fake laugh.
But somew...
Her Skin Doesn't Fit
She walks through life like she borrowed her body.
Nothing feels like it belongs-not her name, not her face...
Tangled Hearts in Delhi
In the heart of Delhi, three souls collide - bound by trauma, desire, and a love that defies conventions.
Aga...