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it's a trap - Novels
by Divyansh Nawal
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English Short Stories
“What?!” He screamed, he was sitting in his luxury car.He adjusted himself, he was hyperventilating, and drops of sweat were shinning on his temple.“How can you do this to me?” he said.He was searching for his oxygen pump.“Well darling, I can do anything.” She smirked.She was playing with his oxygen pump; he struggled to get it back. She smiled and threw it towards him. He put pump into his mouth, he was feeling normal. “You wanted my body and now I want your money, Simple!” she said.She kissed
“What?!” He screamed, he was sitting in his luxury car.He adjusted himself, he was hyperventilating, and drops of sweat were shinning on his temple.“How can you do this to me?” he said.He was searching for his oxygen pump.“Well darling, ...Read Morecan do anything.” She smirked.She was playing with his oxygen pump he struggled to get it back. She smiled and threw it towards him. He put pump into his mouth, he was feeling normal. “You wanted my body and now I want your money, Simple!” she said.She kissed
Simran was tied on the chair, with punctured nose. In her unconscious state, her lips were saying mercy. She knew her end was near, her eyes were wet, there were lines of her dried tears. Sikha was standing ...Read Morefront of her, thinking something terrible. Sikha's heart was palpitating because of her malicious thoughts, she took a deep breath and put sodium ball on Simran's lap. Simran, already soaked in water, didn’t understand it. The sodium ball begun to produce smoke and it was blasted soon. After the blast ball caused fire. Simran skin was melting in the fire, her voice
Bottle was broken into few big pieces and hundred of small pieces spread in her room.She carefully started to pick pieces. She didn’t want to hurt herself.Thank god it was empty she thought.She collected all big pieces and put ...Read Morein a dustbin, that was below her bed. She went towards hall to took broom stick.She started collecting small pieces with broom stick. She stopped infront of Almirah, it had a big mirror which was reflecting Sikha’s image. She gazed at herself, touched her hair. Her hair was red, the colour that her husband liked most. She didn’t dye it
Sikha locked her house's door and walked towards street’s end. Her friend should be there in 15 minutes. She was bothered of Aayush's condition. She was not at all related to Aayush but his arrest made her sad. She ...Read Moreconfident that whole truth was not told to her. She still doubts their plan.She stood under tree's shadow and dialled that number again.“ how lo…,” she tried to say.“I am coming in 10 minutes,” he said.“It's 3rd time you are saying this,” she said.“This time confirm,” he said.Sikha couldn’t wait for long. Last night's memories were still haunting her.This time she
"Do you know about the other two girls?” He said, trying to read Sikha's expression, “they were sent before you.” He continued as Sikha gave blank expressions.“Yes!” Sikha nodded, “ they were murdered by Aayush.”“No, not only by Aayush.” ...Read MoreSikha said.He took a pause, trying to frame words, so that Sikha could absorb this revelations.“They were murdered by both, Simran and Aayush.” He said.Sikha stared at him, it was impossible for her to digest this epiphany. Her eyes were wide open, looking at side mirror. Something clicked in her mind, she again stared at him, distrust could be seen in