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🪞 Title: “The Mirror That Turned Against Me”

🧠 What if your mirror didn't show your reflection… but replaced it? Some mirrors reveal truth. But some… trap it. 📖 The Story Begins… 15-year-old Saanvi loved mirrors. Her room was filled with them — some antique, some cracked, some oddly silent. Her grandmother once warned her: “Some mirrors are not to be looked into… they look into you .” 🪞 The Mirror from the Market: One day, in a dusty flea market, Saanvi bought a strange, ancient mirror. It had something carved at the top: “Only those who’ve lost themselves can see what lies within.” That night, at exactly 12:00 AM, something shifted. Saanvi stood in front of the mirror. Her reflection… smiled back. But Saanvi wasn’t smiling. Things Got Worse Every Night: Every night, the mirror showed her something new: A room she’d never been in A girl who looked like her — but colder, smarter A doorway between reality and shadow One night, the mirror whispered: “You’re outside now… and I’m no lon...

The Seventh Step of Chandravir

Prologue: “Not every palace hides gold... Some hide portals to other worlds.” The Story Begins... In a forgotten village in Rajasthan stood the haunted ruins of a palace — Chandravirgarh . Locals whispered of a staircase hidden deep within. But it wasn’t ordinary... The seventh step was said to lead beyond this world. 17-year-old Aarav had always felt an invisible pull toward that palace, like a forgotten memory calling his name. One twilight evening, he walked in. The Mystery of the Seven Steps: The palace was crumbling, dusty and broken... Yet in the center stood a perfect staircase — Just seven glowing steps. As Aarav placed his foot on the first one, the world around him changed. Each step opened a new realm : The first — a still desert, where time was frozen. The second — a whispering forest, where trees spoke in riddles. The third — a mirror-like lake showing moments from his forgotten past. And on and on… Each step pulling him deeper. The...

The World Behind the Wardrobe

Prologue: "Not every wardrobe hides clothes. Some wardrobes hide secrets..." The Story Begins... Arushi, a 14-year-old quiet girl, loved books and often escaped into fantasy stories. During her summer break, she visited her grandmother’s old, creaky mansion nestled in a forgotten town. There was one room in the house that was always locked. Inside, pushed against a cracked wall, stood a massive wooden wardrobe. It hadn’t been opened in decades. One stormy night, the power went out. Carrying a candle, Arushi wandered into the forbidden room… And just then, the wardrobe creaked open on its own. What Was Inside? There were no clothes. Just a narrow tunnel leading into darkness — with a faint blue light glowing at the far end. She stepped inside... And fell. But she didn’t hit the ground. Instead, she landed gently in a blue-lit forest unlike anything she’d ever seen. Trees floated. Birds flew upside down. Water flowed in the air like ribbons. And right in front of her stood a si...

The 13th Door

Prologue: No one had ever heard of the village. On maps, it was nothing more than a fading shadow — "Nevra Valley", where once the sun set, it never rose again. There used to be thirteen houses. Now, only one remains. The Story Begins... Arav was a digital archivist — he collected forgotten places and lost tales, preserving them in digital memory. One strange night, he received a mysterious email. It had no subject, no sender. Just one sentence: “When the 13th door opens, don’t call out.” Below it, a GPS location: Nevra Valley. Compelled by curiosity, Arav packed his camera, laptop, and an old journal — and followed the coordinates. What Was in Nevra Valley? As soon as he arrived, his phone lost all signal. The valley was silent, almost frozen in time. There stood a single broken house, its roof barely hanging on — and a clock, swinging gently, stuck at 1:13 AM. Inside the house, there were twelve doors, each leading to rooms that defied reality: One o...

The Black Jungle: The Creature Who Stole My Voice

📜 Chapter 1: The Vanishing Voices Riya’s song abruptly cut off mid-note. Her voice had disappeared. The doctors said, "It’ll come back," but they didn’t know about the curse of the Black Jungle That night, Riya dreamed of a tattered diary with a warning: "Whoever sings in this jungle… loses their voice forever." 👁️ Chapter 2: The Shadow Entity When Riya entered the jungle, she saw ribbons tied to trees—each bearing a name. One had hers. Then, a whisper slithered through the wind: "I hunger for more voices… Give me your sweetest song." A tall, many-eyed shadow creature descended from the trees. In its hand was a cursed rattle—one shake would steal a voice forever. 🔥 Chapter 3: The Final Scream Riya read the diary’s last page: "To defeat it, speak its true name with your dying breath." But her voice was already gone. Then she remembered—her grandmother had once named this monster: "Nyarth." With every ounce of air left, she sc...

Title: Timekeeper Vanara – Part 2

"The 13th Serpent and the Door Beyond Time" Story: Kalvanar stood frozen. Before him — the Blind King, a twisted version of his own self, scarred by centuries of despair. In his crown writhed the forbidden 13th Serpent, pulsing with energy that felt... wrong. It hissed not like a creature — but like a clock ticking backward. > “You came to stop me?” the Blind King growled. “You came to stop your own future?” The world around them flickered — moments from the past and future clashing in the air like lightning. Kalvanar had mere minutes before the Timequake would erase everything The Bargain: But then, the Blind King offered him a deal: > “Let me destroy time... and I will free you from guarding it forever.” “Join me. We can build a realm without fate — no pain, no death, no choices.” Kalvanar hesitated. All his life he had served time — watched civilizations rise and fall, friends grow old while he remained unchanged. Was it so wrong to wish for an end? Just then, the ...

Timekeeper Vanara: Guardian of Time and the Forbidden Serpents

Long before clocks, calendars, or digital time... Time was guarded by a living being. That being was a powerful, mysterious monkey-like warrior named Kalvanar — the Timekeeper Vanara. He was no ordinary creature. In his eyes shimmered the echoes of the past, and in his breath — whispers of the future. Twelve serpents made of glowing, cosmic energy circled his body like the hands of a divine clock, each representing a phase of time — past, present, future, and the infinite layers in between. The Origin of the Curse: Every thousand years, a "Timequake" shakes the realms — a rare moment when the past and future can collide. To prevent this, a mystical crystal — the Clock Core — pulses in Kalvanar’s chest, anchoring the flow of time itself. But in the shadows rose a forgotten force — the Blind King. He sought to destroy time and usher in the Zero Age, where nothing moves, grows, or ends. To achieve this, he stole the forbidden 13th Serpent — the Serpent that exists outside of tim...