• English - Romance

    Kolkata Nights

    September 3, 2025 - By 

    Mainak Biswas 1 Ananya stepped off the train at Howrah Station, her senses instantly overwhelmed by the cacophony of honking cars, hurried footsteps, and the faint aroma of incense mingling with street food. Kolkata during Durga Puja had transformed into a living, breathing festival. The streets glowed with colorful lights, pandals stood like temporary palaces adorned with intricate idols, and the air was thick with the rhythm of dhak drums and chants. For a moment, she simply stood there, letting the city wash over her, a strange combination of familiarity and estrangement tugging at her heart. She remembered the narrow…

  • English - Romance

    Burning Shadows

    September 3, 2025 - By 

    Elena D’Souza Part 1 The rain had not stopped for two days, and the city seemed wrapped in a damp, secret rhythm. Meera stood by her apartment window, forehead pressed to the cool glass, watching rivulets slip down as if they carried away thoughts she could not name. She was thirty-two, successful enough in her work as an interior designer, with a reputation for bold palettes and modern textures, but lately her life felt like a corridor with closed doors. The phone rang with client demands, emails stacked up with deadlines, yet inside her body there was a thrum that…

  • English - Horror

    The House That Spoke

    September 3, 2025 - By 

    Eleanor Gray Part 1 – The Arrival The rain had begun long before Anna reached the edge of the village. It was not the sudden monsoon torrent of her childhood stories, but a relentless English drizzle that sank deep into her coat, her shoes, even her bones. She tightened her grip on the worn leather suitcase, her grandmother’s initials still faintly etched on its brass clasp, and tried to steady her breath as the taxi pulled away, leaving her alone on the narrow country lane. Before her, shrouded in mist, rose the house. It was not a mansion—though once, perhaps,…

  • English - Young Adult

    The Kite of Dreams

    September 2, 2025 - By 

    Nikhil Pandey 1 The sun hung low over Ahmedabad, spilling its amber glow across the rooftops that seemed to stretch endlessly into the horizon. Every terrace was alive with color, movement, and laughter, the city preparing for the festival of Uttarayan. High above, kites of all shapes and hues fought against the playful gusts, dancing, dipping, and climbing as though the sky itself had been turned into a battlefield of dreams. Fifteen-year-old Aarav Patel leaned against the cool wall of his family’s terrace, the hum of the city below and the chorus of voices above filling his ears. His eyes…

  • English - Science Fiction

    The Ganga Protocol

    September 2, 2025 - By 

    Avinab Tripathi 1 The first light of dawn draped the ghats of Varanasi in hues of saffron and pale gold, casting long shadows across the stone steps as the Ganga stirred with life. Asha, a slender girl of thirteen, sat barefoot on the cold stone, her knees drawn close to her chest, watching the river awaken with the city. Pilgrims descended the steps, their chants mingling with the rhythm of conch shells, bells, and the flutter of pigeons rising in great swirls of wings. The air was thick with incense, the sharp tang of camphor smoke, and the brine of…

  • English - Romance

    When the Night Spoke Our Names

    September 2, 2025 - By 

    Elena Das Episode 1 — The First Glance The resort stood at the edge of the sea like a secret, white walls catching the late afternoon sun, palm trees bending as if whispering to the tide. Rhea adjusted her dupatta over her navy-blue kurta as she stepped out of the shuttle van, her colleagues already scattering toward the reception desk with the restless excitement of a three-day corporate retreat. She wasn’t sure what she felt—perhaps weariness from the long drive from Mumbai, perhaps a dull ache of detachment she had carried for years in her marriage to Kabir, who hadn’t…

  • English - Science Fiction

    The Last Colony

    September 2, 2025 - By 

    Arjun Sen On the midnight shift aboard the survey ship Asterion, Mira Basu listened for trouble the way a violinist listens for a string going flat. Engines purred, monitors sighed, and the hull ticked as heat bled into space. She drank coffee and watched the interferometer graphs crawl. At 01:17 ship time, the graph hiccuped. Nine pulses rose from the noise: three short, three long, three short. Mira set the cup down. Not radio. Not laser. A gravitational ripple—faint but structured. SOS, stitched into spacetime. She paged the bridge. “Basu. Interferometer anomaly, band G-seven. Structured, repeating.” Captain Volkov’s voice arrived…

  • Crime - English

    The Whispering Knife

    September 2, 2025 - By 

    Damien Arora Episode 1 – The First Cut The rain had begun an hour before midnight, a thin drizzle that turned the streets into black rivers of glass. In the corner of the old bazaar, where the neon of a dying sign stuttered over broken tiles, a man leaned against the wall as if sleep had claimed him standing. To the drunkards stumbling home from the late bar, he looked like just another lost figure in the city’s night. It was only when the streetlight caught the crimson pooling beneath his shoes that anyone realized he would never move again.…

  • English - Romance

    The Secret Retreat in Himachal

    September 2, 2025 - By 

    Sahil Joshi Chapter 1 – The Escape The road from Delhi to Himachal was long, winding, and mercilessly steep in places, but for Naina Mehta it felt like a necessary unspooling of the tightly wound knots inside her. Every turn that took her further from the horns, the deadlines, and the gray concrete haze of the city was a small act of release. Sitting by the window of the cab, she pressed her forehead against the cool glass, inhaling the sharp scent of pine that drifted in whenever the driver lowered his window. It had been years since she had…

  • English - Romance

    Goa: Between the Waves

    September 1, 2025 - By 

    Pavan Deshmukh 1 Aisha Kapoor stepped off the small propeller plane onto Goa’s sun-warmed tarmac, feeling the first twinge of relief in weeks. London, with its grey skies, endless deadlines, and polite pretenses, had begun to suffocate her. The sabbatical she had taken from her demanding PR firm was supposed to be a pause, a chance to breathe, and perhaps even to find pieces of herself that had been buried under boardroom meetings and social obligations. She hailed a small taxi, the air already fragrant with salt and blooming hibiscus, and wound along narrow roads lined with swaying palms, colorful…