Author: Angel B

Away, away, In the forests of Ratnagarh, There lives a cursed witch. She is beautiful like a sun-kissed dream, but her heart is so ugly That even the darkest mines of coal Are brighter than her sins. “I don’t believe any bit of this story. It is all absurd. They are just tricks of the thugs serving the royalty. And Ratangarh? This place doesn’t even exist. I never saw it on any map, neither is it mentioned in any book nor does anyone in our tribe know about it.” A little boy’s voice echoed in the woods. “One day, son,…

Description: “W..Who are you?”, he asked, frightened. “Does it really matter, Vihaan?”, she replied mysteriously, scaring the life out of him. “H..How do you know my name?”, he stuttered as if he had seen a ghost. Well…Of course, he had. …. Vihaan never believed the existence of supernatural beings, nor did he acknowledge the power of celestial bodies. Until, fate brought him across evidences of the same. An ill king, a prophecy and a mysterious woman who claimed to know the deepest secrets of the land an empire rose from. Things were about to change, along with Vihaan’s disbelief on…

Iztiraar// Part 3 : A Change of Heart Makafat ka taesh dil mein tha mere, Gaalib mareez mohobbat ka tha. Ishq ka jaam ye zehreela, jaane kab Qalb mein mere bhi utar gaya… (There was the fury of revenge in my heart, (Basically Vansh is potrayed as a powerful businessman, so ‘Gaalib’ is used to address him. I didn’t really know the exact meaning until I searched it up today. Hehe, aisa hi chalta hai apna😐🤦‍♀️ ) He was a victim of love (mareez is patient, but anyways, victim is more appealing in this sense. Ok. I’m NOT good…

Makafat ka taesh dil mein tha mere, Gaalib mareez mohobbat ka tha. Ishq ka jaam ye zehreela, jaane kab Zehen mein mere bhi utar gaya… (me and my betuki shayaris🙂) Ab likh hi diya hai to explain to karna padega 🙃 There was the fury of revenge in my heart, (Basically Vansh is potrayed as a powerful businessman, so ‘Gaalib’ is used to address him. I didn’t really know the exact meaning until I searched it up today. Hehe, aisa hi chalta hai apna😐🤦‍♀️ ) He was a victim of love (mareez is patient, but anyways, victim is more appealing…

First of all, thank you to everyone. *mimicks Rra* Truly humbled by your love, man, truly humbled. Very grateful. I feel overwhelmed, man. Ok. Dumbo me realized I didn’t tell the meaning of Iztiraar. 😅 Iztiraar means helplessness, restlessness, agitation, uneasiness, eagerness, etc. 😗 So, basically, Iztiraar-e-Ishq roughly translates to helplessness in love. 🙃✌️ And yes, Iztiraar-e-Ishq does have three more parts, which will be posted after a while. 🙂 Hua ye ki..My mum and I were watching Immj2, that Riddhu ke parents ki mystery wale episodes. So, my mum said ki iske paas locket ka dusra hissa hai to…

Riddhima kept standing in the garden, unfazed by the light raindrops falling on her. The sky turned into a darker colour, as the clouds blocked the sunrays and the drizzle soon turned into a heavy downpour. Chirping of birds dancing in the rain got replaced with sounds of thunder and flashes of lightning. But, she was least bothered. All she could think of was…him. O jaan waleya enj chhad ke na javi (The one who owns my life, don’t desert me like this) She felt abandoned, forgotten. Kite vaade sare oh torh nibavi (All those promises you made, at least…

Iztiraar(Part 1- Defeat) Vansh’s P.O.V. “Vivaah sampann hua. Aaj se aap donon pati-patni hain.”, the priest said, breaking my reverie. Throughout the marriage, I couldn’t help but steal glances at her. Such a pure beauty she was. But, appearances can be deceptive. When you own father can attempt to kill you for a mere business, then a girl who has no relation with me, who doesn’t feel anything for me, whom I have forced into this so-called marriage, I chuckled, can do a lot more. I looked at her. Her eyes did not reflect any emotion, and her face was…

Finally out of hibernation mode. 😗 Hehe. Break zyada hi lamba ho gaya 😅 So, some parts of this chapter were supposed to be written at the beginning, but since I’m too clumsy to publish the edited parts here, kindly don’t throw chappals at me. 🙃✌️ … “Trust me, Chanchal, I swear I didn’t even know that Aryan was kidnapped. Rudra, atleast you listen to me. I am innocent, believe me. I cannot even think of harming Aryan.”, cried Anupriya, struggling to get free from the lady’s grip. “Why not, Mrs. Anupriya? Afterall, he’s the good-for-nothing son of the Raisinghania…

At this point, there is a whole lot of confusion. (even I feel confused sometimes. Lol.) Sorry for that. Hehe! I’ll try revealing a bit of it in the upcoming chapter. And, sorry for not replying to your comments and messages. Actually, I’m not that active here. ……… Two weeks later… The sky turned into a darker colour, as the clouds blocked the sunrays and the drizzle soon turned into a heavy downpour. Chirping of birds dancing in the rain got replaced with sounds of thunder and flashes of lightning. Ishani who was passing by stopped in her tracks as…