The Mask Narasimha
The sun dipped below the horizon, casting long, eerie shadows over the bustling city of Jaipur. At the heart of […]
Horror
Romance
My night with Yash Arora
An erotic short story When we were approaching, I thought the house would be a run-down shed or something. The
Horror
Krishnamurthi
My name is Ravi Krishnamurthy, and I was born and bred in Mumbai’s captivating labyrinth of history, culture, and chaos.
Fiction
When Opportunity Calls
Three large boxes were tearing at the edges as they sat in the middle of the empty room. Each of