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Arkham Jingle

Absorbing Her Darkness

Love is "Growing Together". Love is "Realizing that a flaw makes each other perfect." Love has countless definitions. Reveal the defi…. PROLOGUE The story takes place in the beautiful Indian cEKANSHity of Dehradun. It is the twisted romance of BHAIRAVI (aka AARNA). The novel explores college life! Here, Bhairavi changed her name to hide her identity. Her code name is Aarna. Why? Let's take a look together. The story will be told from the point of view of both main actors. Sometimes also the author's point of view. You will be informed about the POV at the beginning of each chapter. As I am busy with my college and studies, parts will be published every alternate day including Sunday. [The characters and plot are only the author's imagination. No one is harmed in the real world.] PROLOGUE: (flash of what happens later in the story, it changes fate all) Author's POV: She walked quietly through the dark corridor of the college. She didn't want to leave. She loved the city. She loved the people who live here. She loved the air and everything! Since the electricity had been cut off, it was completely dark. It also thundered. She could hear her ankles jingling as she moved. She wore a floral print skirt and a flat crop top, leaving her dark brown hair down to her upper waist. She was forcefully heading to the administrative office to collect her TC. A tear welled up in her eye because no she wanted to go back to her past life. She hated it. And after coming to this city, she hated it even more. She walked slowly and wiped her tears with her left hand. “BHAIRAVI!!”, someone called from behind. She stood motionless as thoughts clouded her mind. No. No one can know who I am. I don't want them to know my real name. That will make it harder for me.. She turned with an absent mind. Like her she answered the name, the person in front of her having just been confirmed in her true identity. Her eyes were full of tears, so she couldn't see the person clearly. She focused the torchlight on him. Ekansh. who else would it be? He stared at her. He had no idea of ​​her pain. She had always been a mystery to him. And he loved mysteries. So he wanted to solve it. He never gives up until he finds his roots. And he managed to find the roots of this mystery. “Bhairavi,” he said calmly, this time slowly pacing back and forth towards her. "How do you know my real name?" she asked as her heart rate rose. He was standing very close to her. His face tilted parallel to hers. The gap was less than a few centimeters. She shivered as her eyes caught his. He grabbed her waist with his left hand to erase the remaining gap. She was breathing hard because she was tired from crying. And now his actions made her knees buckle. “I love you Bhairavi,” he said, stroking her cheek with his right thumb. She didn't know how to answer. She didn't want one more thing to be added to the list she had to leave behind. When she didn't answer, he realized she was in pain. Now he could only see her tears flowing faster. He lowered his face slightly to capture her lips. Sometimes falling in love is the easiest thing. How far would you go to save it?
Sudha_Rana_6772 · 21.5K Views

[BL] Infinite Christmas!

"Congratulations Host! You are now bound to System #1225 aka Finding the Right Guy Before Christmas System!" The shocked Luca, who find himself seeing a floating gingerbread man with candy cane hooked into the a fist sized snow flake: "..." Oh. This thing smells so good– No! That's not the point! What 'right guy'!? F*ck, I'm a man! D*mn*t And so, the system appeared and wrecked havock Luca's ordinary life. With its sweet, delicious scent, the gingerbread man and its candy cane walked round and round with Luca at the center, pestering and demanding him to do missions and tasks. ... While going home all the way from work– Sweet delicious smell lingers in the air going right under Luca's nose. With a sound of bells playing "Jingle Bells" twice. The gingerbread man issued a mission with a tasks. Mission #1 : Within 20 seconds a handsome guy will came out of the cake shop while holding onto his newly brought cake. Task 1: Destroy the newly brought cake. Task 2: Compensate the handsome guy with your body. Luca: "..." (─.─||)ignore it... ... While doing his routine jog in the morning at the park– "Jingle Bells" rings again. Mission #2: A handsome guy is sitting on the bench at 3 o'clock. He was currently resting with his dog. Task 1: Free the dog Task 2: Help the handsome guy at catching the dog. Task 3 : Compensate the handsome guy with your body. Luca, who continue to jog as if he heard nothing, but can't stopped himself from looking towards the handsome guy at the bench : "..." =_= That man looks familiar... The smug system with its delicious smell wave it's candy cane excitedly: "Of course his familiar. His the handsome guy from last night! His handsome right!" Gritting his teeth, Luca choose to ignore the system again. ... While buying things from the supermarket– The "Jingle Bell" sounds strikes again. Mission #3: 5 steps to the left, there's a handsome guy having a hard time picking what brand of soy sauce to buy. Task 1: Help the handsome guy with his picking. Task 2: Accompany the handsome guy around the supermarket. Task 3: At the counter, pretend you don't have your wallet and let the handsome guy pay for your things. Task 4: Compensate the handsome guy with your body. Luca: "...your tasks seems to be multiplying..." System: "Awesome, right!" Luca, who unhesitatingly turned to the right: "...oh." ... After ignoring myriads missions and tasks day by day. Christmas unknowingly arrived. Curious, Luca asked the system: "hey, what will happen if I don't find the right *cough* and get *cough* together *cough* before Christmas?" The system stopped for a thought then said dejectedly: "Then, let's just try again next time." Luca: "...oh. That's great." ^_^ Then, let's see each other next year. Little did he know, this 'next time' doesn't need to wait for another year at all! ... The shocked Luca, who find himself seeing a floating gingerbread man with candy cane hooked into the a fist sized snow flake: "..." F*ck! This scene looks familiar!! Familiar "Jingle Bells" tune sounded twice! "Congratulations Host! Once again, this system is system #1225 aka Finding the Right Guy Before Christmas System! Since Host failed to find his Right Guy before Christmas and wasn't able to celebrate Christmas with your right guy. The system will now initiates 'Infinite Chrismast'." The frozen stiff Luca: "..." "So, host. Let's took our time and find your right guy before Christmas!" Handsome Guy: "That's right, baby. Take your time. I will always be here, waiting until you admit that I am the right guy for you." ... Btw, cover pic ain't mine. They should belong to respective owners.
Aachiin0914 · 51.2K Views

Blessed Silver: Sea Witch of Another World

Vera Anson has yet to meet a mate she never knew she had. A promise from her father results in her discovering a side of her she's never known, let alone thought of. Vera learns many valuable traits, and dares to see the new world after a visit from the horrid Wolvernrians of Silver. A treaty is placed between the two territories, yet so is Vera's fate. The infamous Arkham Kahn barges in on the Wolvernrians of Garnet to confirm an unanswered ally treaty against his biggest enemy. The Kahn encounters an exclusive offer from fate; another chance for love, for happiness. He dares to test the bond and realizes the Goddess has gifted him with not just a woman, but a mother. Instead of snatching the life he longs for again, he denies their mate pull before he could ask her name. While Vera is unashamed of the odd rejection, an explanation of the Kahn's behavior widens her eyes. She decides she's not burdened like all the wolves think, only blessed! She's overjoyed after the information is proven to be true and spends the rest of Arkham Kahn's visit avoiding the said Kahn. Only, he can't deny the pull any longer. The more he catches the smile drawn across her lips, the more his wolf terrorizes his humane side to claim her for their own. But is this Kahn too late? Vera has already made her mind up, and she's heading back home from persisting wolves. It's a race against time, for fate never shows mercy. • R18 • Mature Themes
McKenzieJ17 · 26.2K Views

Heart Keeper

Standing against the wooden pillar she roamed her eyes trough the entire hall, which looking like a death game. she was tired from running. she sighed,closed her eyes to calm herself down.Her eyes was looking for a way so that she can get out from this hell like place. The jingling sound of her anklets echoed through the entire hall as she again tried her luck and run from one pillar to another. She sighed in relief thanking God for taking her this much but her fate planned something different for her. She turned stiffed when she heard heavy footsteps are coming closer to her. The darkness of the hall did wonder she was unable to see anything around her. Her lips dried up and she froze when she sensed that someone is standing behind her. She dare not to turned around. Her hand was shaking, she was holding her heart which was on the verge of falling from her heart and end her chapter from world. The person behind her came closer to her, even an inch of gap was unnoticeable between them. Her eyes burnt up with tears of fear. “Surprise!” He said hoarsely, sending shiver down on her spine. She arched her back hearing his low voice, pushing herself on the pillar. Finally realizing who he is. She panicked to her core now only wishing for a savior, to rescue her from him. Whom she feared just by looking at those eyes of him. Yes eyes, she thought! enough for her to feel drown in a terrifying darkness. He hold her both off side numbing her soul, his lips barely touched her ears “So my cherry lost her ways huh!!” He whispered calling her that name seductively, filling terror in her being, stopping her heartbeat
vyena_3 · 13.6K Views

THE BEST MUSIC

That accursed book had the ability not only to pervert and warp the fabric of space and time but to bend the very mind itself, to twist the psyche to breaking point and then go beyond. It was something not meant for this world. Exiting the motorway we quickly came to the large town of Dungannon, a town that had grown rapidly over the last decade as it had seen an influx of foreign nationals disproportionate to the rest of the country, who brought with them a diverse range of strange theologies and mysticisms. Some of these I knew as off-shoots of more mainstream theologies, others I knew to be cults new or old that barely clung to existence in the world as we know it, and one or two I had heard of only in legend and existed here as anywhere else in rumour. Parapsychology bore little interest to my erstwhile driver who guided us into the car park of some quaint local shopping mall that had served as a linen mill during the industrial revolution an age ago. A surprisingly modern bistro sat on a corner unit of the mall, all glass front with trendy chrome chairs and dark wood throughout and soon we were guided to a table and upon ordering we returned to our conversation about the unusual Valjean. That conversation did not last a great deal of time however as we had discussed at length during the journey the details of my entire communication with the musician and changing tact Professor Davids enquired as to how I was adjusting to life in Belfast after my time spent in Arkham. I confessed that at times I was still caught out by the quirks of European life compared to those of Americans, in the United States life and people were generally simpler in manner but at a faster pace than in European nations. The best descriptor I could think of was that in America politics was an occupation, in Europe it was a lifestyle choice. As the waitress arrived with our food I came to realise that I no longer had the attention of Professor Davids, indeed nothing seemed to be holding his gaze, as if his mind were absent from his body. “It’s the music, ” explained the waitress in answer to the question I had not asked and I then noticed the crackling warble filtering in that I had come to recognise as the work of my reclusive penpal, “AJ Valjean, some people seem to space out listening to his stuff, it really speaks to them.” “That could prove dangerous, ” I said snapping my fingers in the face of my colleague breaking his trance, “it’s like some form of hypnosis.” “I’ve never seen the harm in it, ” the waitress left our food and returned to the kitchen area, passing a waiter who I saw to be moving in an almost robotic fashion, and after that had caught my eye I came to realise that maybe half a dozen of the thirty or so in the room also behaved in the same trance state. “That was quite an unusual experience, ” the Professor spoke, “I felt as though my mind were slowly draining, it was peaceful, very calming. Your friend certainly makes music for the soul.” “It certainly is strange, ” I commented, I found it unsettling how powerful an effect such music could have on a receptive psyche. Clearly there was some subliminal waveform or message in the music that whether intentional or not was at the very least a hazard to drivers and pedestrians, at the worst I would dread to think. I ate my meal in uncomfortable silence, knowing what I know of the interests of AJ Valjean I doubted that the trance state was unintentional and could only hope that it did not exist to serve some hitherto unknown malign purpose. My eyes followed those who had been under the effect, watching to see any peculiarities or behavioural quirks beyond the generally accepted norm of human activity, indeed I kept one eye on my companion for having known academically for some time now he could best serve as a control group.
Songit_Sarker · 9.7K Views
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