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From The Heart Hill

The Enforcer's Heart

A girl had been locked away in a basement, her condition dire. Her wrists were tied with ropes, and her face reflected fear and exhaustion. Four men stood in the room, mocking her pain with twisted enjoyment. One of them laughed and said, “Don’t bother trying to escape, it’s impossible for you to get out of here.” Another added, “Let’s go outside for a smoke, leave her here to rot. We’ll be back in a while.” Laughing, the four men left the basement, shutting the door behind them. The girl quickly composed herself, determined to free herself from the ropes. After several moments of struggle, she finally loosened the bonds. Her hands and legs were badly bruised, but she ignored the pain and pushed forward. She slipped out of the basement and ran into the dark alley. Her torn gown fluttered in the cold night air, and her loose hair flew wildly behind her as she sprinted, her breath coming in sharp gasps. Despite the pain and fatigue, she didn’t stop. Silence surrounded her, except for the sound of her footsteps echoing in the night. Her body ached, but she kept going, her steps growing more desperate with every passing second. Eventually, she found herself at the edge of a dense forest. Through her blurred vision, she saw a river flowing ahead. There was a faint glimmer of hope in her eyes as she stumbled towards it. Kneeling by the water, she tried to drink, her hands shaking. But before she could take more than a few sips, her strength gave out, and she collapsed unconscious by the riverbank. Outside Mumbai – Edge of the Forest On the edge of this forest stood a grand cottage, owned by Abir Rajvansh. Abir Rajvansh – 30 years old, standing 6 feet 2 inches tall, with sharp features, a wheatish complexion, and a dark, commanding aura. On the surface, Abir appeared as a successful businessman, but deep down, his life was a storm of secrets. Cold and ruthless, Abir viewed the world as nothing more than a game to be played. His eyes always reflected a hidden hatred and anger, emotions he had buried deep within. The Personality of Abir Rajvansh Abir’s calm exterior hid a mind constantly at war. His past cast long shadows over his soul, making him indifferent to the emotions of others. To him, people were mere pawns, and those who dared to challenge him often found their lives reduced to ashes. He had never tasted defeat and knew how to erase his enemies in silence, leaving no trace behind. Abir had come to his cottage with a group of friends to celebrate his birthday. But their celebration was interrupted when one of his friends, who had gone near the river, discovered the unconscious girl lying there. Abir was informed immediately. He raised an eyebrow in surprise and said, “A girl? Out here, in this wilderness?” Questions filled his mind, but he knew something unusual was at play. When Abir saw the girl lying there, her lifeless face and disheveled state, he couldn’t take his eyes off her for a moment. There was a strange restlessness in his gaze that he didn’t quite understand. Without hesitation, he ordered his men to carry her inside the cottage. Now, the question loomed—who was this girl, and how had she ended up here? Abir was eager to uncover the truth, but something else stirred in his heart—an unfamiliar emotion that he couldn’t quite place.
Mister_Evriya · 12.2K Views

Tales of the Heart...

The Crowned prince Shahzaib Al-Qadri, set out to explore the southern kingdom for the very first time. He was exhilarated for the adventurous trip with his companions but what he did not expect was, he would come across an ethereal Maiden Inaya Al-Amir, who managed to steal his breath away at mere first sight. Even though the lady belonged from a wealthy merchant family but she was no nobel. A royal prince was expected to be marrying a royal princess for it would determine the future of the Empire. A formidable emperor needs a vehement empress. Marriage between Royals are more of a convenience where feeling had very less value. Will the ruling emperor accept a citizen, as the Crowned princess and allow for her to rule beside the crowned Prince? What will Shahzaib choose when he was given only two choices, the throne or his love? Preview : Who are you?", Inaya asked, her voice was stoic and commanding. She pressed on the well built male's chest more, pressing the knife on the throat as a warning to obey her or she wouldn't hesitate to slice that neck. For the first time in his life he was surrendering willingly. "Can not you speak, you ignorant disrespectful hooligan", she exclaimed in frustration, "Considering our current situation, I shall not be the one to be addressed as hooligan", came a heavy manly voice which gave shivers down the lady's spine. "Do not try to twist the situation.. It is you who has been following me like a shameless stalker", she pressed the daggers more which gave a scratch on the prince's throat nevertheless, he did not even blink. "My dignity would never allow me to commit such hideous act, my lady", he stated firmly, "Your words extremely contradict your action", She narrowed her eyes at the other who let out a gruff chuckle which sounded unreasonably attractive. "I concede that my actions may seem like the accusations you have pressed upon me, but have faith in me for I am a slave of the Almighty, I shall never dishonor a woman", he exclaimed sincerely. Inaya's fierce facade faltered for a mere seconds but she again narrowed her eyes. "I am no fool.. Nevertheless I do not wish to be seen with an unknown man", Inaya finally retreated her weapon. "If you claim to be innocent then do not show me your fa-well do not appear before me", she cleared her throat awkwardly for the male's face was already covered. Shahzaib bit his lips to stop the laugh that almost slipped out but he remained unmoving nonetheless. She glared at him before storming off.
Amethyst_6544 · 943 Views

Shadows of Harrow Hill

Welcome to Harrow Hill, a small, isolated town where the sun rarely shines, and shadows linger long after twilight. For decades, the townsfolk have whispered about the ancient curse that haunts their streets, a sinister force that awakens every fifty years to claim new victims. When investigative journalist Rachel Bennett arrives in Harrow Hill, she’s determined to uncover the truth behind the mysterious disappearances and macabre legends that plague the town. Armed with her notebook and relentless curiosity, she delves into the town's dark history, unearthing secrets that have been buried for generations. As Rachel digs deeper, she encounters a cast of unsettling characters—an eccentric historian with a cryptic warning, a grieving mother who lost her son to the shadows, and a reclusive artist who paints nightmares. Each holds a piece of the puzzle, but with every answer, Rachel finds herself drawn closer to the malevolent force lurking in the darkness. With the clock ticking and the body count rising, Rachel must confront the malevolence head-on. But Harrow Hill has a way of twisting reality, and soon Rachel can’t distinguish between her own fears and the town’s horrifying truths. Will she unravel the mystery before the shadows claim her too, or will Harrow Hill's curse consume her like the countless souls before? In "Shadows of Harrow Hill," every corner hides a nightmare, every whisper conceals a threat, and every shadow has a story to tell. Prepare yourself for a chilling journey into a world where the line between the living and the dead is dangerously thin.
Brand_Dovi · 28.9K Views
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