Novels by Ifveen

Christian's eyes widened in shock, his cut cheek throbbing with every heartbeat. The gash in his thigh, a souvenir from Andy's goons' earlier attack, stung as he spoke."Andy, how could you?" Christian's voice reverberated off the concrete walls.Andy's laughter sent chills down Christian's spine, amplified by the eerie silence."You never suspected, did you?" Andy's words dripped with malice.Christian's torn shirt hung in tatters, revealing bruises and scrapes. A glass shard protruded from his thigh, blood pooling around it.The only light came from a flickering overhead bulb, casting ominous shadows on the walls. Cobwebs clung to the steel beams, and dusty crates lined the perimeter. The air reeked of decay and neglect.Christian struggled to comprehend. "We were friends, brothers. Why?"Andy's expression twisted, his eyes gleaming with malevolence. "Because your Father destroyed my father. Because I hate you. I hate you to the core. I created the perfect lie, Christian. Athanasia

"The best decision to cater life is to accept whatever is happening. And move forward."[Christian]'I have most of the times preferred to decide emotionally, but most of the time it has backfired on me. So this time I will use my brain.' Christian thought inwardly, his hands were shaking. He took a deep breath to calm himself, and observed his surroundings. The place he was called to, looked like an abandoned building, on the outskirts of the city. There doesn't seem to be a single soul in the vicinity. "I am here." he yelled, and his words echoed in the area. Just when he thought there was no presence there. Around ten men surrounded him coming from all sides. One of them punched him in the jaw and he fell down on the ground with a groan. His eyes blackened for a few minutes before he could stand up, he was kicked by another guy in the gut. They hit him until he bled. Christian's shirt was torn, his cheek and head had a severe cut which was bleeding up to his eyes.Perhaps seeing h

Life is beautiful, live with people you love, who love you."[Riley Brown]Riley had never felt the kind of dread she was feeling in the darkness. Her body was shaking but even then she couldn't scream. When she woke up she found her arms and legs bound to a chair with a gag in her mouth. Other than that, she was unable to see anything. Wherever she was, it was too dark to even comprehend the surroundings of the room. Suddenly, the door opened with a creak, and light coming from outside blinded her for a few minutes. With that, it must have been more than 12 hours since she was kidnapped. Her heartbeat pounded in her ears as she wondered who the person would be. She quickly takes in her surroundings. The wall facing her chair was musty old and the paint was coming off. Dark-colored boxes were scattered on the floor. There were some posters on the wall, but she didn't linger on them. Instead, her gaze landed on the man who was now standing in front of her. She noticed he was wearing a

"Embrace your fear and be honest with people you want to live forever." [Christian Evercast]"Hie." This time Christian doesn't pretend to not see her. Instead, he walks toward her and forwards her hand for a handshake. Riley is not entirely aware of what exactly happened, stay still. She doesn't take his hand, so he takes it back awkwardly."I am not going back Christian," Riley says, pinching her arm in annoyance."So your trip here is pointless."Each time she had to remind herself of the fact that his pitiful appearance was just a sparse way to fool her. Like he did all the time."Please don't run away from me, Riley. I am not here to take you back. Not unless you go with me willingly." He says. His eyes were hollow."Yeah, like always. Willingness. Oh, you mean the conspiring ways that will force me to go with you willingly." Riley says sarcastically. Her face was like a dark cloud and her courage was like a queen's, but her tone was still normal, perhaps to not attract attention

"It's not the goodbyes that hurt,It's the love remaining in you that hurts!"[Christian]*******Riley felt Her chest heavy with a feeling of stress and confusion. She changed into her normal clothes and asked for leave from the manager present. The manager argued with her, but her friend Roma immediately came to her aid. She didn't ask Riley why she wanted to leave in such a hurry, she just offered to work in her place. The manager readily agreed and Riley walked outside.When Riley finally left the restaurant, she could’ve sworn Christian looked right at her - he was observing her, without saying anything at all, and even though she had supposed he would come running behind her he didn't. In some ways, she found it odd. It was hard to believe that he would let her be.She steps onto her balcony and the eerie silence gnaws its teeth in Riley's cheekbones. The smell of someone frying noodles is so faint in the air, that she wonders if someone is cooking near her.Her hand fiddles with

"I never saw anyone as I saw you,Even if the flowers dried up " [Christian]*******"Goodbye," Riley said, and the single word spilled out of her like pouring waterfalls after drought, like spools of ribbon unraveled after years of being held taut;"I want to be happy." Her voice echoed back to her into the dry, dim land, and as her breathing slowed she could feel the world slow with it. She squinted blind eyes and shifted tired feet, to move towards the chopper her fingers felt the invisible strings of the wedding ring that tethered her to Christian's world, she removed it and felt as if it disappeared into the darkness, she hoped that this decision would lead to something better:Stupid and silly. Christian murmurs to himself as he looks around her office. He came to her office the minute his staff told him. Riley had left for her office early in the morning. His head was still pounding with the hangover since he didn't even eat anything for breakfast, which also made his reactions

"Life is a series of unfortunate incidents, so don't always wallow in life's unfairness. Instead, do something even if it's little." [Author][Jacqueline]Jacqueline: You can be.Remo: Jacqueline Please, if you don't want to be my friend. Just say so. You don't have to force me to become your brother.Jacqueline: I think you are overreacting. Why can't you be my brother?Remo: Because God already gave me one sister. I don't want more.There was a reason I was calling him brother again and again. It was because I wanted to irritate him. Though our future was still uncertain since I didn't know if I could forget his words or not.Jacqueline: Okay. Fine. Good night.Remo: Good Night.I didn't send another message to him and left our conversation at that. After all, I was a mere time past. Why should I try to be more than that? Switching off the phone, and the lights. I went to sleep.But the noise of my parent's fight didn't let me sleep. I walked down and saw mommy on top of daddy as sh

Dear Readers, In the last few chapters, I made a mistake and Nina and Tina's names were swapped. I apologize for that, please remember wherever you see Tina behaving nicely with Jacqueline, that just means it's her friend Nina, not that bully Tina. Hope you have a good time reading it. If you like the chapter, don't forget to leave a review.Your author,Ifveen"There will be a beautiful time, and then there will be hard times, people, places, and feelings, and your way of dealing with them will change, but what won't change is how you feel. So always stay true to yourself and others." [Jacqueline] Jacqueline:Jacqueline: It's Okay. Please don't do this again. Also, I wanted to ask you what you meant about you talking to me as a time-Pass. Am I a time-pass to you?I sent another text to him, just to clear my misunderstanding or maybe if I was understanding it right.'I mean, who in their right mind would want me?' I rolled my neck and flung my hair to the side. My heart pounded in m

"Forgiving a person, who is not at all apologetic is good for yourself. But giving the same person a chance to hurt you again, is the worst thing you will do to yourself." [Jacqueline]*******[Jacqueline]It's been Four days since I and Remo talked, he didn't send me any messages, nor did I. His words, even though he didn't say them, were still ringing in my ears. It was a feeling I didn't want to feel again. Though I did have thought about his words and concluded that he was just being brutally honest with me. And it wasn't like he said it because he wanted to hurt me, it was me who pushed him to answer me like that. "Hey who are you dreaming about?"Rohan questioned me, with furrowed brows. He had been missing school for a few days. It was a surprise for him to come to school today. I didn't think he would come today. Now that I looked at him, he looked rather haggard. "No one, you tell me where have you been these past days?" I questioned him back. His fingers are drumming on

There was no future of mine with them, my paternal cousins, yet I loved them with all my heart. They were bad most of the time in all of the memories we had. There was this once when the same girl who Remo identified as I used her foot to make me fall from three feet high stairs. I remember it very vividly, I think we were playing run and catch. Where she had to catch one of us, between me and my sister. And since it was her second time as the one to catch someone. She was angry to the point she pushed me down. Of course, the damage wasn't that great. I got wounded on my knees and elbows since the place where I fell was an area of small stones.Mom at that time wasn't depressed. So she raised a question against my paternal aunt and demanded that my cousin Jenny apologize to me. However, the arrogant aunt took it as a threat and made a drama out of nothing. First, she was adamant about how her daughter didn't push me, and I was lying which proved to be a wrong move. Since the people in

Jacqueline: "Well, I thought you don't want to talk to me, since you never replied to my apology."Remo: "What are you talking about? I forgot about it a long time ago."Jacqueline: "Then maybe you could have texted me."Remo: "I assumed that you were busy, so I didn't."Jacqueline: "Oh, okay. I get it."There was a strange pause in my breathing, I did not know why I felt like he didn't miss me. Because if he would have, he would have texted me. Without giving it much thought, I asked him directly."So, Did you miss me?""Nope."His response saddened me to the point I asked myself if I even meant something to him. Or was I just a time pass? 'You are thinking too much Jacqueline, it's just your insecurities playing with you.' My reasonable side gave me a reason that I did feel somewhat acceptable. So instead of telling him how I am feeling. I asked him a single question just to kill my curiosity. Jacqueline: "Why?"Remo: "Well, I was pretty busy."Jacqueline: "Oh. Okay. I understand.

"Don't make one person; Your everything. Instead invest in your goals, dreams." [Jacqueline]********[Jacqueline]Sweat was ticking down my back. The nervousness I felt today was like pressing me to dig a hole in the ground and hide in it. Finally, I heard the title track play out. We were lined up just behind the curtains all dolled up on our stance. Our dance teacher was a complete sucker for this show and so she was instructing us to perform well from the last fifteen minutes. It was a big day for her, and I thought it would be a big day for me as well. After all, this would be the first performance of my life. I never did anything that involved stage.Of course, I had my insecurities about messing it all up but t

"Know the people by their friends." [Ifveen] [Jasmine] "Well, that sounds more like a scene from a movie," Maan exclaimed as she set the phone back onto the receiver. her father had called her, out of nowhere when I was explaining to her how I almost died earlier today, and she had hesitated to pick up the phone. I nodded at her to receive it. It wasn’t unusual for Uncle to call so late though, she should have been home by now if not for me. And he had this habit for years, always calling about one thing or another. Most often just to complain about what her mother had been up to, or, more specifically, what she had not been up to. Maan had moved out of her hometown Delhi to Bombay when she was 18 in search of the job of her dreams. Initially, she had pr

Police swarmed him, forming a circle around him and me. Everywhere I looked, I only saw the police. "Leave the lady, Johnson Jay." "No." They all groan and point their guns towards him, the Senior Inspector whispers something in the ear of Junior one and he nods leaving the place. "Let me leave from here first." Inspector scoffs at the black-eyed man. "Johnson Jay, if you surrender yourself it will be much easier. Let the lady go and I promise, I will try my best to reduce your punishment." Jay l

"I will always choose Character over beauty. Character is beautiful to be more beautiful than beauty." [Jasmine] ....... [Jasmine's Pov] The moon fully rose when I woke up. The light that was through the sheer curtains was barely enough to make me aware of my surroundings. I stretched out my hand to check my phone on the small table that was decorated to the side of my bed but I found nothing. Not even a table. "Is it my room?" "Did Mom remove the table from this site?" I questioned myself not wanting to stand up. Because I always had trouble falling asleep if my eyes took in the lights.

"Don't think too much about everything. Leave it to destiny." [Jasmine].......[Abhinav's Pov]When I entered my office, I quickly walked to the dark walnut bookcase that had lined the entire left-hand wall and pulled out the file for the meeting today which was in a red cover marked with I for Important. Tugging at my tie, I loosened it and noticed The leather sofa with a fur rug over the back and a Kashmere blanket draped over the arm seemed messy today. I exhaled.One thing you should always know about me I hated messy things. Whether it was my stuff or my feelings.Without further ado, I fixed it and walked up to my central mahogany table with glass over the top. Fixing things to their designated places so that everything appeared square and properly spaced. There wasn't much: A phone for office use, some important notes, a bell, an antique clock. The far wall has a mantle, and on the mantle, I had

"Take actions day by day and be grateful for whatever comes your way, who knows it is only for your betterment." [Jasmine Bhasin]....Jasmine's POV:"Damn it,” I thought as I saw the sea of women. “how I’m going to pass through so many people.”The crowd was not moving. And mostly the women had occupied every side of the hall. They were moving randomly and uncoordinated, filling the spaces as if fans surround a superstar. I stared at their back in confusion, while men watched sitting in their spaces with annoyance. The women were mostly young each wearing colorful short dresses and heels of various kinds. It was as if I was standing in a fashion show. I felt underdressed. Some women even dared to fold the hem of their dresses to make them look a little shorter.'Hah. Stupid girls.'Suddenly, the glass doors opened and women pushed around more urgently making noises that seemed like hooting. I wasn't pleased.

"God's timing is perfect. So have patience." [Jasmine]....[Jasmine's POV]My Pudgy fingers wrapped around his neck to support me from falling. I didn't want my beautiful face to be ruined because of my carelessness. The staircase was too wide and the steps must have been 100.'Who the hell is stupid enough to build a staircase containing 100 stairs. They must have been fucking dumb.'After glancing the third time at the staircase, I locked my eyes with my savior who had to clear his throat to get my attention. My cheeks stained pink in embarrassment.His skin was a little shade darker than most Asians but it glittered in the sunlight.'How Mesmerising!'He was dressed in a blue suit he might have been wearing it too often because I could make out a small stain near his upper pocket. I had to crane my neck to see his black eyes. He was so go