She flinched as a large leaf hit the windscreen. The automatic viper moved it away. It was not a heavy rain, not the rain where you would need an umbrella. If you are wearing a jacket with a hoodie,
The wait is over. My debut book is here. Hope you are as excited as I am to share this with you. NEED OVER WANT By Poornima Jha Exciting News! After winning the Penmancy Writing contest, I have come
In a land of Serasca, everyone mourns at the birthday of someone. Those who celebrate their birthday die that year. No one, not even those who want to commit suicide, want to celebrate birthday. Ajo
Preetha sat down at the table with a cup of tea and a file. Keerti was jumping with joy next to her chair. The smell of jasmine from Preetha’s hair filled the room. She had let the pallu of her
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