hori naam pradeep pal

Someone has been giving anonymous letters to Kifayat Anjum since her school days. It's not going on for one or two days but for years. No matter how she tried she couldn't find the writer of those letters. At first Anjum thought it should be a someone teasing her but day by day she realizes it's not just teasing her but also making her fall. She is really curious who is this pen pal?

What would have happened if Harry had gotten the diary Horcrux instead of Ginny? Harry is confused about many things. Why won't Dumbledore let him stay at Hogwarts for the summer instead of go back to the Dursleys? Why won't Ginny leave him alone, even after he tells her he's gay? Why do Ron and Hermione keep meeting with Dumbledore and not telling him about it? With the help of his new friend, Tom Riddle, Harry answers these questions and more. *I don’t own this story*

Rajesh Maltii

Its typically a Indian love story. This is my first story , hope you all like this.

A series of short horror stories. What comes to mind when you think of spooky tales? You'll find everything from mystery to science fiction to strange tales, exploring the darker side of human nature and the blurred line between dreams and actuality. These stories contains a terrifying mix of serial killers, blood-thirsty entities, ghosts, monsters, supernatural powers, and revenge guaranteed to get your heart racing and set your nerves on edge...

A spreading of short stories on a book binding sandwich. ;D Hey everybody, Good to see you all again ;P Glad you enjoyed my writing enough to check it out, anyway, my main story is 'Beautiful me,' which will at the very least have something new each month. The other two, 'Poem me Pretty,' and 'Shorty short shorts,' are not my main focus, but are fun :) thank you. ^-^

In a dark and mysterious forest, five-year-old Mintra is abandoned by her parents. Lost and alone, she encounters an evil witch named Morgana who raises her with twisted intentions. As Mintra grows older, she secretly hones her magical skills and plans her escape. On her fourteenth birthday, armed with determination and a crystal sword, she confronts Morgana and successfully defeats her. The forest celebrates Mintra's victory, marking the end of her captivity and the triumph of light over darkness.

All the story here is only fictional

Marlía, Abigail and Verónica are three friends who love to write horror stories. But: Were you always friends? What is the inspiration to write? At the end of a stressful interview, they went to the house they shared and there they began to think about why they were writing. The real reason. The inspiration for all of her stories went back to her teenage years. When they were only 15 years old and still did not know each other. They were called "nuisances", disposable people for Modern Society, which could disappear and no one would remember them. For that reason they were sent to a special school, a reformatory that few spoke of and no one entered of their own free will. There they would have to survive the tedious days of school and the long nights of survival. The school consists of three years of education. The protagonists will have to survive all the surprises that this new school has in store for them to finally be able to return to the Society.

Qin Yao opens her eyes and finds herself transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world into the body of an ancient peasant woman. Her family consists of four stepchildren needing care. A good-for-nothing husband, who has nothing but looks, is causing a ruckus. They live in a thatched hut, without a grain of rice, the family is emaciated like refugees. If that wasn't enough, someone even comes to collect debts! Anger rises in Qin Yao's heart, and she kicks the wretched husband out, "Debt collector, feel free to just beat him to death!" The four stepchildren: !!! With the world quieted, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves to revive the family. Hunting, carrying bags, fighting bandits, she's an expert in all. But facing the fields, with her back to the sky, and her face to the earth, even a top-tier fighter from the post-apocalyptic world waves her hand: Can't take it! Really can't take it! Qin Yao scratches her head: In the ancient times where agricultural taxes are extremely high, how can I avoid farming? At this moment, the lazy husband who was sent away to die (twisting and crawling) (struggling to stand up) (screaming and roaring): My dear! I think I can be saved!