Novels by Dreamy Scribbler

So, this was the tale of a cursed girl who finally earned her freedom. The journey of this prisoned girl was not easy. She never knew that lifting the curse would cost her to lose her loved ones. The story depicts the dominance and vigour of a curse. No matter how much you try to escape or seek resilience, the curse will destroy you. Just like the queen lost her beloved son as a result of her own misdeed. How can we forget Mi-sook, the nasty shaman who had authored the heart wrenching and destructive saga of pain with the pen of her vengeance. The moment the curse lifted it backfired Mi-sook. She too met with the same agony that she once had chosen for Min-shi, the poor girl. Along with the twins, Min-shi cursed her to die a painful death by the backfire of her own dark art that she always used for her banausic deeds. Nyang too stabbed her at last. Her corpse didn't even get a proper cremation, maybe her rotten carcass was destined to be the food for the cluster of dea

“Don't worry your son will be alright. You just need to give him this energy on a regular basis until he recovers completely,” Si-ri assured the poor man about his son’s health.The man thanked her for healing his son’s long-term disease and blessed Si-ri with all his heart.Si-ri stretched and stifled a yawn. “Huh, quite a busy day.” She walked towards the window to grab some fresh air. Upon opening the window, she felt the sharp coldness of the winter breeze. She inhaled the crisp, cool air. In no time, the snowflakes started pouring from the sky. Her breath became feeble against the numbing air but she rather enjoyed it, she blinked thoughtfully as the frost patiently kissed her face, captivated by the soft, dusty illusions of light that sat heavy on her eyelashes. She adored the snow, more so when it was falling and unshackled her hands to play with the snow. After a few minutes, she lifted her eyes to the sky and smiled.

Five years laterRuyi runs in the castle’s corridor with a smile on her face, with absolute grace.“Catch me if you can!” she says and continues running.“No wait mommy, mah shoelace!” the young boy who was running behind Ruyi says and stops running making a puppy face.Ruyi stops and sighs before smiling at the boy while bending down to tie his laces. She kisses him on the cheek and says, “Rian, now enough of playing. It's time for your studies. Come.”Rian was the apple of Ruyi’s eye, he was an adorable little tot who resembled both Ruyi and Jian. The castle that was once haunted with the wave of miseries and silence, now echoed with the lively giggling of the little Crown Prince. The little boy once again brought the palace and its people back to life with his bright smile. The Emperor and Empress find their lost son in the face of

Si-ri and Nyang cremated Min-ho’s body near the cherry blossom tree. Two days had passed, since she had last eaten or slept. She used to cry all day and night sitting in a corner. Nyang tried his best to placate her to gulp downthe bitter truth but she just was too numb and fragile. She was craving to meet Min-ho.She soon made a sleep potion for herself in hope that Min-ho would probably come to see her in her dream and consumed the potion. The potion worked well and Si-ri finally fell asleep. She fell asleep in this world only to awake or enter a whole new world. The World of…dreams.Si-ri’s POV“I opened my eyes to a whole new place. I could see the sky was painted in red and orange hues, that's really odd. But the place is engulfed in a weird tranquillity and silence. I looked around everywhere and found a giant and quaint door. Hesitantly, I moved forward and pushed the door with all my force an

Next eveningNyang came back to the shrine. He was positive that he had lost the piece of paper somewhere.“This day is going to be the last day of my life. It'sgood I decided to pay a visit to all my dear ones. I just can’t let years of my master’s hard work go in vain. He was everything to me. I owe him my life. I’ll sacrifice my life for him. So that he’ll get peace,” Nyang mumbled in thought.Min-ho greeted him. Nyang noticed a little weirdness in Min-ho’s expression but in the heat of nervousness he just ignored his thoughts.The nightfall brought a welcomingcoolness yet the feeling of fear was present in all three of them. Even though the sky was glittering with the twinkling stars and the shining moon, for Si-ri it looked gloomy. She wasrestless and somewhere still battling with the negative thoughts lingering in her mind. On the other hand, Min-ho and Nyang sat outside si

Nyang became agitated when he couldn't find the torn out piece of the Devil’s book that he and Lord Yong kept secret from Si-ri. He was not concerned about losing the piece of paper; he was more concerned about Si-ri knowing the whole truth. Lord Yong never wanted Si-ri to learn about the last part of the solution to lift the curse; he knew that if she found out, she would sacrifice her life.“What are you looking for, brother?” Si-ri asked, after noticing Nyang in jittery.“Nothing special, sister.” He saw Min-ho coming. “Min-ho is here, I need to go home for some urgent work. I might come back by tomorrow,” Min-ho greeted Nyang with a smile and told him that he is certain that the boy will be cured. “That’s nice. I’m heading to the town, so you two need to be more cautious," he said beforeheading to the forest.Min-ho came closer to Si-ri. “Finally, we are alone,” Min-ho said,

With a long face and an inconsolable heart, I went to my place. Luckily, Bella was there to console me. I spat out the series of jinxes that stuck to me from last night to this morning and how I ended my booming career with a 'served him right' slap.Bella reacted as if I confessed to her about committing a murder. “What- Why on earth did you slap Devil Denver? He won't let it pass, he can fire you, Zari.”“If he only accused me of what happened yesterday, I would have handled it patiently by revealing the real culprit. But that blue-eyed jinxed man raised questions on my chastity. I can't let it pass. No girl can tolerate such bullshit. And about the job, nothing is more important than my self-respect.” I almost shouted at Bella with tears in my eyes.“Cool down, Dear. If that&rs

Before I could say 'Jack Robinson', the magnificent morning arrived. Like every morning, this time also I wanted to sleep for some extra minutes, although I was fully aware that an extra minute of sleep wouldn't be enough to quell my longing for the land of Nod.I got up and welcomed the morning cheerlessly. Soon I got ready, had some chocolate brioche with my favourite macchiato and was off to work.When I arrived at the office, I sensed something unwonted and rugged in the eyes of the people of Devil’s kingdom.The males were gawking at me like I had exposed their debauchery to their wives while the females were glancing at me like I had unfolded their without makeup look to their baes. A wave of certain fidgetiness obstructed my pathos to think of something positive. A lot of unpleasant thoughts were

“Zariyah it is… more stunning than what I designed. This is really incredible. I have no words to express my joy. Thank you so much,” said Alyssia, her eyes admiring my not so good sketch.“Huh? Really? That's a relief then. Let's make this sketch a reality. I’ve already gathered the materials, laces, beads and stitching things,” I informed Alyssia. Without wasting any moment she nodded her head in agreement and we both set out to work.Looking at the condition, I decided on the look of the dress as backless and sleeveless. It would save time, additionally, to save more time I used a metallic bodycon skirt of ankle-length from our company's party wear collection. The only thing left was the upper part of the dress that I started cutting and stitching.Alyssia told me

The moment we were about to leave, another problem arose in front of us. It was… the devil. Well, he always looked angry, but now he was looking like a real devil akin to the fierce satan or some frightening creature?His face flushed with rage, I could feel the fume coming out of his nostrils while he was grinding his teeth. The more horrific thing was that he was constantly glaring at... Wait! Was he walking towards me? But why me? In no time, he towered over me. I don't know why but everything suddenly felt dark and grim. I was sure that the blizzard of his rage would destroy me.Alright then, I'm right about him being sceptical of me leaking the design. Ah! Should this day be this twisty!The tension dissolved in the air sent a jolt of adrenaline through me. Battling through the plight of vagu

Fashion shows would usually be a short event lasting only thirty-forty minutes or an hour. But it takes a lot of time to equip and recreate the pre-existing styles with expertise. Most of these events would be centred on a single theme. Sometimes fashion shows were also organized as a source of charity or popularity. I wasn't sure on which demand did this show get staged today. Considering the sparkling diamonds and perfect tuxedos and flooding media it could be planned for some funds.Zari, better think about how to be productive than flipping your guessings, my mind knocked me.With an alright sigh, I walked to the green room. When I reached there, everything was set rightly perfect. Makeup was done, models were ready and Alessia was wishing them good luck. Her gleaming eyes shone brighter than the puzzling art

Silvia was standing right in front of me all dressed up. I felt relaxed when she showed up but at the same time, the toxic smile plastered on her face gave me a bit-so-cringy thrill. Silence crept into the room between my ambiguous sneaks. Every human being present in that room ogled her; the sigh of relief on their decorated faces were visible. “Just what in the world is wrong with you girl? I have never seen such an unprofessional person in my whole career till now.” Alessia appeared from behind and yelled at Silvia. “I can explain, Aly. I got stuck in the traffic. But still, I managed to dress up and did some primary care to save time.” Silvia answered bluntly without an ounce of guilt. “You’re lucky, you came on time otherwise I would have made Denver k