38 Chapters
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Author's Note
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Characters Aesthetics
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Dedication | Prologue
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1. The End Of Fall
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2. Arrival of Winter
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3. Her Home
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4. Rivalry
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5. Nightmare
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6. Doctor Uncle
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7. Fun, Fair Or Fear?
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8. Fear Of Losing Her... Again!
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9. Relief
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10. Graffiti Misadventure
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11. One Step Closer, Two Steps Back
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12. Prank Went Wrong
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13. Show Of Fall
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14. Fall: The Season Of Betrayal
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15. Pancakes
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16. First Session | Phase-II
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17. The Story Of A Mother
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18. Drunk
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19. Heroic Pretense or Silent Care
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20. Long Due Conversation
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21. Raging Knock of Past
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22. Sulking
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23. Painting The Life Pink
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24. Happy Birthday, Kannu!
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25. Regret
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26. His Anchor
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27. Unresolved Feelings
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28. A Spicy Challenge
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29. Stop Avoiding Me
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30. Unconscious
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31. Your Absence Shatters Me | 32. Horror
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33. Family Or 'Falimy' | 34. The Real Villain
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35. I will Love you | 36. Spring Has Come
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37. His Queen | 38. Family
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39. Secrets Of Her Existence | 40. Her Anchor
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41. Your Absence Shatters Me Too | 42. Loving Her Since Forever
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43. First Day At School | 44. Family Head Massage
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45. Don't Be Ashamed Of Your Love | 46. 'Our' First Kiss
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47. Wedding Chaos | 48. Call Me 'Jaana'
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49. I Love You, Rachit Fucking Rathi | 50. Love Or Family?
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51. Right Way To End This | 52. Spring Has Ended
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53. At Her Doorstep | 54. Is It Her End?
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55. The Golden Hour | 56. Papa
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57. A Life Without Her | 58. Awake
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59. Don't Love Me So Much | 60. From Fall To Spring
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I write to teach you how to love...
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Illusione Nera
My grip around her throat tightened like a vice and I snarled at her face, “Chi sei davvero?” (Who are you really?) Her reply came in a delayed whimper, a muffled whisper, “Maya.” A dangerous smirk graced my lips as I muttered, “Illusione…” That’s what her name means. Illusion. A trick. A lie. That looks innocent but is innately dark. “Illusione Nera…” A dark illusion. _________________________________ Illusion. A false perception that seems to be true but isn't. Like a mirage in the empty desert. Like a trick of the magician. Like the belief that a young girl had in the carefully built world in a deserted part of the island of Sicily. A belief that was nothing but the deception of her senses that she thought she could escape. But escape... it was not the prize you would receive by following the rules of that world. It was the mistaken belief of the innocent minds who were made known that the rules of that world were the only laws of the land. She thought she could escape the darkness. What she didn't know was that what awaited her was darker, crueler and a maze of illusions. A world far worse than the one which she escaped. And she knew it when she met the guardian of what she perceived as a mirage. He was the personified version of hell. Illusionary for those who don't believe in it, but the reality of those who have seen it, suffered it and failed to survive it. But was he really the mirage in the ocean of sand or the lukewarm water that would soothe your sore soul? They called her ‘Veleno’, like the poison. She called her ‘Maya’, like some pleasant magic. And he called her ‘Illusione’, an illusion– innocent but dark. Benvenuti nel mondo delle illusioni oscure, dove l’inganno prevale e l’innocenza perde, finché non impara a essere la vincitrice. (Welcome to the world of dark illusions, where deception prevails and innocence loses, until it learns to be the winner.)
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From Fall To Spring | Book 3 of The Healing Series
Payal Rathi- She is the chaos in human form. Vansh Chaudhary- He is the quiet breeze of peace. She speaks too much. He listens carefully without judging. She is broken. He is broken too. But when they come together, their company becomes their healer. Then there are Rhea Chaudhary and Rachit Rathi- two sworn childhood nemesis. She hates him. He loves her hate. He flirts with her. She breaks his ego. He is broken. She heals him with her presence. *****___________***** The four seasons of their life. They make decisions in the summer- full of warmth and aspirations. The fall brings hopelessness and broken promises with its dryness. Winter ties them together in a cold spiralling wave of emotions, turning their choices into regrets. And then comes the spring- full of hope, lifelong promises and emotions so strong that fate itself bows to their love. Enjoy their journey full of choas, laughters, heartbreaks and love. Get ready to cry with them, laugh with them, hurt your cheeks with smiles, feel butterflies and a lot more...
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₹100Illusione Nera
My grip around her throat tightened like a vice and I snarled at her face, “Chi sei davvero?” (Who are you really?) Her reply came in a delayed whimper, a muffled whisper, “Maya.” A dangerous smirk graced my lips as I muttered, “Illusione…” That’s what her name means. Illusion. A trick. A lie. That looks innocent but is innately dark. “Illusione Nera…” A dark illusion. _________________________________ Illusion. A false perception that seems to be true but isn't. Like a mirage in the empty desert. Like a trick of the magician. Like the belief that a young girl had in the carefully built world in a deserted part of the island of Sicily. A belief that was nothing but the deception of her senses that she thought she could escape. But escape... it was not the prize you would receive by following the rules of that world. It was the mistaken belief of the innocent minds who were made known that the rules of that world were the only laws of the land. She thought she could escape the darkness. What she didn't know was that what awaited her was darker, crueler and a maze of illusions. A world far worse than the one which she escaped. And she knew it when she met the guardian of what she perceived as a mirage. He was the personified version of hell. Illusionary for those who don't believe in it, but the reality of those who have seen it, suffered it and failed to survive it. But was he really the mirage in the ocean of sand or the lukewarm water that would soothe your sore soul? They called her ‘Veleno’, like the poison. She called her ‘Maya’, like some pleasant magic. And he called her ‘Illusione’, an illusion– innocent but dark. Benvenuti nel mondo delle illusioni oscure, dove l’inganno prevale e l’innocenza perde, finché non impara a essere la vincitrice. (Welcome to the world of dark illusions, where deception prevails and innocence loses, until it learns to be the winner.)
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₹70From Fall To Spring | Book 3 of The Healing Series
Payal Rathi- She is the chaos in human form. Vansh Chaudhary- He is the quiet breeze of peace. She speaks too much. He listens carefully without judging. She is broken. He is broken too. But when they come together, their company becomes their healer. Then there are Rhea Chaudhary and Rachit Rathi- two sworn childhood nemesis. She hates him. He loves her hate. He flirts with her. She breaks his ego. He is broken. She heals him with her presence. *****___________***** The four seasons of their life. They make decisions in the summer- full of warmth and aspirations. The fall brings hopelessness and broken promises with its dryness. Winter ties them together in a cold spiralling wave of emotions, turning their choices into regrets. And then comes the spring- full of hope, lifelong promises and emotions so strong that fate itself bows to their love. Enjoy their journey full of choas, laughters, heartbreaks and love. Get ready to cry with them, laugh with them, hurt your cheeks with smiles, feel butterflies and a lot more...
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Illusione Nera
My grip around her throat tightened like a vice and I snarled at her face, “Chi sei davvero?” (Who are you really?) Her reply came in a delayed whimper, a muffled whisper, “Maya.” A dangerous smirk graced my lips as I muttered, “Illusione…” That’s what her name means. Illusion. A trick. A lie. That looks innocent but is innately dark. “Illusione Nera…” A dark illusion. _________________________________ Illusion. A false perception that seems to be true but isn't. Like a mirage in the empty desert. Like a trick of the magician. Like the belief that a young girl had in the carefully built world in a deserted part of the island of Sicily. A belief that was nothing but the deception of her senses that she thought she could escape. But escape... it was not the prize you would receive by following the rules of that world. It was the mistaken belief of the innocent minds who were made known that the rules of that world were the only laws of the land. She thought she could escape the darkness. What she didn't know was that what awaited her was darker, crueler and a maze of illusions. A world far worse than the one which she escaped. And she knew it when she met the guardian of what she perceived as a mirage. He was the personified version of hell. Illusionary for those who don't believe in it, but the reality of those who have seen it, suffered it and failed to survive it. But was he really the mirage in the ocean of sand or the lukewarm water that would soothe your sore soul? They called her ‘Veleno’, like the poison. She called her ‘Maya’, like some pleasant magic. And he called her ‘Illusione’, an illusion– innocent but dark. Benvenuti nel mondo delle illusioni oscure, dove l’inganno prevale e l’innocenza perde, finché non impara a essere la vincitrice. (Welcome to the world of dark illusions, where deception prevails and innocence loses, until it learns to be the winner.)
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Sahiba: A Tragic Love Story
Have you ever fallen for someone just by their voice? Sahiba did! Have you ever fallen for the sounds of bangles? Rajveer did! Some love stories don't need grand confessions or spoken words. They thrive in the silence, in the solace and in the tragedy. Want to feel the soft love that makes your cheeks red, hearts swell and eyes blur-- just with their words, without even a touch? Want to see the love that no longer exists in real life but still everyone craves for it? Then, try this. A Tragic Love Story set against 1980s of Amritsar.
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The Captured Queens | One Shot
This one shot story is inspired by the historical cruelty done to the Queens or women, in general, who were captured (or won) in the wars. The story reveals the brutality committed against the women- paraded on the streets in chains, sexually assaulted by the men (the winners). All Rights Reserved. TW: Mature Disturbing Content.
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