• Crime - English

    The Algorithm of Blood

    August 2, 2025 - By 

    Animesh Goshal 1 Rain tapped against the glass façade of the luxury high-rise in Salt Lake Sector V like a nervous code, rhythmic and unrelenting. The building, all chrome and precision, belonged to the future—monitored by Kolkata’s flagship surveillance system, DRISHTI, with retinal scans at the entrance and predictive movement sensors embedded in the hallway walls. But on the twenty-third floor, inside apartment 23-B, silence reigned. The air-conditioning hummed softly as a pool of blood soaked into a pale grey rug beneath a woman’s head. Her body was untouched, her limbs arranged unnaturally straight, but her right eye socket was…

  • Crime - English

    The Last Guest: Fadeproof Files

    June 20, 2025 - By 

    Ayan Chakravarty Chapter 1 morning, slipped quietly under the door of Veena Rajput’s modest Shimla cottage as if it were just another electricity bill or property notice, though nothing about it felt ordinary. The envelope was thick, creamy-white, sealed with a dark wax emblem embossed with a crest she hadn’t seen before—a snowflake enclosed within a circle of thorns. Her instincts stirred, the way they used to in her active service days when something about a clue didn’t quite fit. The note inside was written in elegant, slanted calligraphy: “Detective Veena Rajput (Retd.), You are cordially invited to Snowcrest Manor…

  • English - Suspense

    The Final Frequency

    June 14, 2025 - By 

    Karan Dev Chapter 1: The Last Broadcast The rain tapped steadily on the windowpane of Arya Thomas’s seventh-floor apartment, a constant rhythm that sounded like code—dots and dashes tapping out some forgotten message. The city of Solace—ironically named—was still half-awake beyond the misted glass, skyscrapers glowing in haze and neon, while below, the hum of wet tires and distant sirens filled the night. Arya sat hunched over her desk, a condenser mic tilted toward her, headphones wrapped tightly around her ears, her voice low and smooth as she whispered into the night. “This is Arya Thomas, and you’re listening to…