The Call Of Love : A Short Story
There were bright glaring lights adorning both sides of the deserted road. Meera had her head...
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There were bright glaring lights adorning both sides of the deserted road. Meera had her head...
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“this is funny, isn’t it,” he said staring at her, his voice low, almost...
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by the time they drove up to the plantation it was almost seven in the evening and the sun had...
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it was her birthday and he had bought her nothing. nikhil kadan swore under his breath. then...
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you fold the covers and swish the hour away as you walk to the door not once do you turn back and...
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Vivid dreams, seethe tenderly A lore of love, for you and me Blades of grass, that branch with a...
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his wife was not feeling well and when she felt out of sorts, he really couldn’t concentrate...
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