gaurav chaudhary

Once you play, always a play.

I love social service because my father love and I follow him

One of my best works really

Ketika sang sesal datang di akhir kisah. Awalnya Garka merasa kehadiran Seruni di rumahnya hanyalah malapetaka, kesialan, dan keburukan sejenisnya. "Gue muak sama lo, kapan sih lo sadar diri?" Tapi tidak, tidak lagi setelah semua kejadian yang mereka berdua lewati. Bolehkah Garka mengatakan sesal? "Uni, boleh nggak kalau gue minta waktu di putar lagi supaya lo bisa kembali?"

seorang wanita muda merindukan kehandiran 2 orang sahabanya, dulu dia berpikir jika berpisah dengan mereka mungkin saja akan ada sedikit ada perubahan, ternyata benar perubahan pada kepribadian mereka cukup besar, di detik-detik terakhir perjuangannya dia merindukan kehadiran sahabatnya

In the Gauntlet of life, one peasant boy must fight to survive and navigate this cruel world of Lords and Liars, Dukes and Demons

Pernikahan yang lama diidamkan oleh Kamila, kandas sudah. Karena takdir telah berbicara. Namun kisah selanjutnya akan dialami oleh Amira yang mengalami kejadian-kejadian aneh dan menakutkan.

As the whole world watches Gaurdians adventure through space, killing gods, and saving lives from the darkness. They all seem to forget what a Gaurdian is. The people have forgotten this one crucial fact. A gaurdian is not a godslayer, they are not one who was resurrected by the traveler, they are not some group of soldiers or a gun for hire. They are the protectors, the saviours of the weak. It will take one small, unknown, and very odd fireteam to show them once again.

In the shadow of an ancient forest, a forgotten book holds the key to an ancient terror. When Eliza, the quiet librarian of Grimstead, stumbles upon a mysterious and long-buried text, she unknowingly awakens something ancient and horrifying. The Draugar—a creature of darkness, death, and possession—has been dormant for centuries, but now, it is stirring once more. As the town descends into chaos, plagued by strange happenings and chilling whispers, Eliza must confront the dark forces she has unleashed and uncover the ritual that might stop the creature... or seal her fate forever. Torn between fear and obsession, Eliza must navigate a nightmare where no one is safe, and the very air is thick with terror. But the Draugar is not a mere legend. It is real. And once it has tasted fear, it will never stop hunting. The Draugar is a chilling tale of ancient myths, forbidden knowledge, and the monsters that rise when they are forgotten—perfect for fans of slow-burn horror and atmospheric dread. Will Eliza survive the night? Or will the Draugar claim another soul?

I wrote a book once. It was an unhinged fantasy born from my high-school brain, driven by loneliness and too many hormones. It was a world of beastmen, wild freedom, and the kind of romantic attention I could never get in real life. I poured every impossible desire into it: adventure, danger, and yes… a 'lot' of handsome partners. Before I knew it, I had a thousand chapters of pure escapism and pure thrill. Then on a college camping trip, I fell off a cliff. I expected to wake up in a hospital room but nope. I woke up on a soft field of grass, with air too fresh to belong anywhere on Earth. And then something moved behind me. Sticking out of my tailbone was... A tail. My tail? Yellow and black stripes and very, very real. I touched it. Completely real. My ears? Also gone—well, moved. They were now perched on top of my head like a confused jungle cat. And the outfit? Quite revealing, made of animal hide which matched my tail. What was going on? At first, I thought it was a prank. Or a dream. Or maybe karma is finally cashing in. But the more foreign memories evaded my mind, the clearer my situation became. This wasn't cosplay and it wasn't Earth, either. And—surprise—it wasn't even the world from my own book. Welp. I had been transported into a completely different Beastman world as a beast girl called Arinya. Sounds fun, right? Well… it would be, if I weren't apparently the ugliest duckling in the entire freaking savannah! Rejected by every potential mate I stumbled across and sneered at like a freaking eyesore. This was not how I planned my fantasy to come to reality. Trust me—if this is my fantasy come true, then someone needs to fire the author. But then again, after entering this world, I'm suddenly... Attractive. I mean, there's no change to my face and the freckles are still there, but for some reason, handsome beastmen begin to flock around me, because I smell... Pleasant. What's that all about?