• English - Fiction

    Empire of One

    August 2, 2025 - By 

    Dev Malhotra The Rainmaker The glass tower rose over Nariman Point like a sword in the smog, twenty-eight floors of ambition and secrets. Inside the top-floor corner office, Aarav Mehta stood still, watching the rain dance against the tinted windows. His reflection was a silhouette—expensive suit, perfect hair, the faintest tremor in his clenched jaw. Mumbai’s skyline blinked back at him like a code only he could read. The world knew him as the rainmaker—the youngest self-made billionaire in the country, founder of Virex Group, disruptor, genius, loner. But Aarav had always known better. Money was not the point. Power…

  • Crime - English - Fiction

    The Professor’s Lost File

    July 8, 2025 - By 

    Ayan Mukherjee Part 1: Echoes from the Dark Web Four years had passed since Berlin’s death. Four years since the gold vanished from the Bank of Spain. The world had moved on, but somewhere deep in the chaos of shifting governments, rising crypto-empires, and collapsing institutions, the legend of El Profesor endured. In the heart of Bogotá, under the guise of a salsa bar waitress, Tokyo existed—an echo of her former self. Her real name erased, her guns traded for silence. She no longer looked at the world with fire in her eyes. She drank quietly, moved with precision, and…

  • English - Fiction - Suspense

    The Republic of Shadows

    July 5, 2025 - By 

    Meher Aftab Part 1: The Flag That Doesn’t Wave The sun hung over the capital city of Ruvana like a bloated wound, casting a hazy orange over the skyline of glass ministries and concrete ghosts. Somewhere between the Parliament dome and the military cantonment, truth had gone missing. And Naveen Rahatkar, senior political correspondent for The Varshana Ledger, was beginning to smell its corpse. He sat in the pressroom of the Central Secretariat, watching the white-and-saffron flag of the Republic of Varshana flutter on the giant LED screen. Outside, the real flag was limp, unmoving despite the breeze. Symbolic, he…

  • English - Fiction - Romance

    Offline is the New Love

    July 5, 2025 - By 

    Tania Mattu Part 1: The DM That Didn’t Send Aarav Kapoor stared at the blinking cursor on his screen, his thumb hovering above the send button. The message read: “Hey, you seemed really cool at the open mic. Want to grab coffee sometime?” But he didn’t press send. Instead, he backspaced all the way to blank and tossed his phone onto the bed. He exhaled loudly. “What am I doing?” He had met Zoya exactly three nights ago at a chaotic open mic night in Bandra. She wasn’t performing; she was in the corner, sketching people with a black ink…

  • English - Fiction - Suspense

    Crypt-O

    July 3, 2025 - By 

    Aritra Sanyal Part 1: The Vanishing Key Rahul Sen was never the brother anyone noticed. Arjun had always been the shining one—co-founder of CoinMavin, India’s first fully decentralized crypto exchange, a TED speaker at twenty-six, and a media darling whose Twitter threads shaped investment trends. Rahul, two years younger, stayed in the background, quietly running his small app development firm from a shared office in Koramangala, coding by night and sipping overbrewed filter coffee by day. So when Arjun vanished, the media exploded. “Crypto King Missing,” read one headline. “Did CoinMavin Founder Flee With $200M?” asked another. But Rahul knew…

  • English - Fiction - Romance

    Seasons Between Us

    July 2, 2025 - By 

    Elina Thomas Part 1: Spring Will Not Ask Your Name The bus wound up the narrow road, wheels kissing the edge of the mountain like a daredevil child. Aanya sat by the window, her duffel bag pressed to her side like a comfort blanket. The sky outside was an impatient shade of blue, and the hills wore a fresh green robe, tender leaves swaying in spring wind. She hadn’t spoken a word in the six-hour journey from Chandigarh to Chail. Not to the conductor. Not to the woman beside her who smelled of boiled peanuts and turmeric. Words felt like…

  • English - Fiction

    The Window Seat

    July 1, 2025 - By 

    Rimi Bhasthi Part 1: The Silence in the Hallway It was always the hallway where she first heard herself disappear. The long, echoing corridor of the Sharma household carried more than footsteps and scoldings—it carried absence. Asha, seventeen, was the kind of girl people described in passing as “quiet but clever,” the kind whose achievements were applauded just enough to not feel threatening. She had learned early that noise—especially from girls—was suspicious. The house had three women and five men, and even the walls seemed to know who mattered. Her mother, Meenakshi, moved like a shadow behind her husband, wiping…

  • English - Fiction

    Beneath the Tamarind Sky

    June 30, 2025 - By 

    Aarushi Sen 1 The air in Lucknow smelt of jasmine and rust. Under the domes of the Chota Imambara, where chandeliers from Belgium sparkled even on cloudy days, Zohra Begum walked barefoot through the marbled corridors, anklets jingling like restrained laughter. She was not born into the kotha, not raised with kohl-rimmed dreams, but life had turned a schoolteacher’s daughter into the most sought-after courtesan of the Awadh court. Her ghazals melted into the air like perfumed smoke, and men with titles heavier than their hearts begged to be named in her verses. But Zohra only sang for silence. She…

  • English - Fiction

    The Sky Below Us

    June 28, 2025 - By 

    Kiaan Ray 1 They said the Earth was dead. No roots stirred beneath the dust, no rivers flowed with memory, and no horizon ever changed. In the Loftworlds, that was the gospel. Up here, above the clouds, survival didn’t depend on soil or sun, but on filters, floating engines, and fear. Aira Sen had never seen the ground—not really. But she dreamed of it, in colors her eyes had never known. The dreams weren’t hers. That much she was sure of. The day the drone fell was the day the sky cracked. Aira was lying belly-flat on a rusted support…

  • English - Fiction

    Life in the Emergency Ward

    June 28, 2025 - By 

    Soumyadeep Dutta The fluorescent lights above flickered like tired eyelids, buzzing faintly over rows of rusting stretchers and sweat-drenched bodies. It was 7:58 a.m. when I stepped into the emergency ward of Nilratna Chatterjee Memorial Government Hospital for the first time as a junior resident. My stethoscope clung around my neck like a nervous talisman, and in my coat pocket sat a new blue notepad with clean pages—still innocent of blood, signatures, and regrets. The smell hit me first—disinfectant poorly masking urine, vomit, and something else, something warm and fleshy, like decaying hope. Patients lined up the corridor, lying on…