GIFT FOR SANTA CLAUS
A portly body, white-bearded man, often with spectacles, wearing a red coat with white fur collar…
Sorrow Found Solace
Even after two hours, she was still palpitating and perspiring. It wasn’t easy. Neerja took a…
Adopted
“Aree aunty, ours is ours and how much ever effort you put in, an outsider will always remain…
Chapter 31 - My Son Terran
It had been a frantic, hectic morning. After a lot of data skimming, I had created daily transaction…
MY SON TERRAN Chapter 29
As we were entering the house, my mobile buzzed. It was mom. Terran ran to the washroom while I…