One Proverb One Tale: Explore the wisdom of Indian civilization wrapped in tiny sentences by The Indian Proverb is a collection of forty-four Indian proverbs. The one thing that binds most of these proverbs is the wisdom that these contain. Undoubtedly, the author has done their homework while curating the book and included just the right mix of proverbs. The concept of explaining each proverb with the help of a bite-sized story is a stroke of genius.
The Seven Demon Princes of Hell
Written in the fantasy-epic genre, The Seven Demon Princes of Hell – SATAN by Reuben B Mushaike takes the readers to the beginning of time. The time when Anna, the wife of god Joseph, gave birth to twins. Satan and Jehovah were both the heirs to the throne of heaven. While Satan was more adventurous, Jehovah was more of an obedient son. Sensing an inherent evil inside Satan, Joseph did not wish to see him seated on the throne.
Body Language – Short Stories
Body Language – Short Stories by Marylee MacDonald is a collection of twelve fascinating tales. All I Have is one of the stories that made a deep impression in my heart. When a woman felt that a homeless man was following her, she clutched her purse close to her heart. Her suspicions peaked when he began making small talk with her. Initially, she assumed that he would ask her for money. However, he made no such suggestion.
The Crimson Scarf and Other Stories
Jack did not know that his life would change in a blink. An ordinary day transformed into a mysterious one when a man in “..a Panama hat and light flannels” handed him an envelope and told him to hand it over to a tall man “…wearing a blue pin-stripe suit with a red carnation.” His innate attraction towards mystery got the better of him.
Secrets and Lies #AWitchSaga
Blissful months passed in the bewitching company– pun intended — of Megan, and just when I was certain that she, too, had fallen for me, she grew distant. The fog of apprehension was so heavy around her that I could cut it with a knife. Granted that she had secrets, I did not once question her life choices. After all, I had my own secrets that I didn’t share with her. Nevertheless, I could not let our skeletons sabotage our relationship. I longed to see her careless laughter chase away the darkness of my soul. Even if she didn’t wish to confide in me, I had to unravel the cause of her dismay, and I knew just the place to start.
Something Old, New, and Crystal
Right now, while talking to her husband, Sahil, Zoya wasn’t sure if her life had started or reached a standstill after marriage. On the whole, he was a hard-working and generous man who didn’t have a wandering eye — a rare combination, if you ask me. Who am I? Well, you’ll know soon enough. For now, consider me a mind-reading fly on the wall.
A Date with a Witch #AWitchSaga
This had to be the worst date in the whole world. One could just smell the boredom. As much as I hated the warlocks, I had never met one so insanely boring. But, I needed him to take me under his wing. My only hope for survival was openly flirting with our waitress. He was easy on the eye, though. Whenever he smiled, a rare occurrence done only to impress the waitress, his deep dimples enhanced his appeal. If I had the luxury of wasting time, I would have loved to waste a couple of hours on him. As boring as the date was, his dreamy looks helped me stay.
Warlocks love Feisty Witches #AWitchSaga
I have always hated warlocks. Their conniving schemes almost always destroy you. Geoffrey is no exception. For now, I have the upper hand, but this would not be the case forever. Before I reinstate my mom into the elite club of the witches, I cannot surrender to the wrinkles and fine lines. I just can’t. And until that happens, I have to hold on to that warlock.
Witch? I did not Fall for a Witch #AWitchSaga
Witch? I did not Fall for a Witch is part 2 of Witches and True Love Bleed my Heart series.
A tap at the shoulder brought Megan back to the present. Without glancing back, she said, “You’re late.”
“Hello to you, too, Megan!” the warlock smirked showing his pearly white teeth.
“Enough with your games. Did you bring what I need, Geoffrey? Or, do you intend to waste more of my time?” Megan’s voice was laced with sarcasm. She kept her gaze on the ocean refusing to meet the warlock’s eyes.
Witches and True Love Bleed my Heart (Part 1)
Witches shouldn’t have to grow old. It’s an embarrassment really that even with all this power, I can’t make a mirror worship me! Megan waved her hands in frustration. Earlier, her reflection boasted a flawless skin with big round emerald green eyes, small nose and plump lips that sat perfectly on a glowing dusky tone. Now, signs of aging had caught up with her. Absentmindedly, Megan pressed her index and middle fingers over her crow’s feet, as if the very action would smooth away the wrinkles. She despised her drooping eyebrows, hallowing cheeks, and sagging skin. With a deep, she picked up a black bed sheet and threw it over her mirror.