Novels by Nakshathra

The morning sun glared through my apartment windows as Mia barged in unceremoniously, dragging Eva and Daniel behind her.“Get up, Amira! We’re going out, and you’re not saying no!” Mia declared, hands on her hips.I groaned, pulling the blanket over my head. “Mia, it’s Monday. Don’t you guys have duty!”“Nope. Why do we have to fear for job security if we have Mia The great,” Daniel added, grinning as he plopped onto the edge of my bed.“Besides,” Eva chimed in, “we already planned the whole thing. It’s a half-day trip. You’ll thank us later.”Realizing resistance was futile, I sighed and dragged myself out of bed.When we got downstairs, I felt a bit awkward seeing him. Ryan was sitting in the driver’s seat of the car, waiting with a smile.“Oh no,” I muttered, turning to Mia. “This isn’t what I signed up for.”She smirked. “Relax. It’s a group thing. Ryan just happens to be driving. Pure coincidence.”“Sure,” I replied dryly, sliding into the front passenger seat as they shoved me

I was at the grocery store, trying to focus on my list, when something caught my eye—a large magazine cover displayed near the checkout counter. Aiden’s face stared back at me, his signature smirk perfectly captured in the glossy photograph. The headline boasted about his latest project and his growing influence in the business world.I froze for a moment, my stomach churning. Just as I tried to look away, two girls nearby began giggling and whispering, their voices carrying across the aisle.“Oh my God, have you seen him? He’s so hot,” one of them said, holding up the magazine.“Right? I wouldn’t mind being locked in a boardroom with him,” the other added with a sly laugh.I arched an eyebrow in disbelief, gripping the tomatoes in my hand. Their voices grated on my nerves, and an irrational urge to shut them up with the tomato in my basket.“Do they even know what they’re talking about?” I muttered under my breath, shaking my head.Deciding I’d had enough, I left the store in a hurry

The day Denis asked for my help turned out to be a turning point in the stillness of my life. At first, I hesitated when he called, his voice apologetic as he explained his situation. His son Adam needed to be picked up from school, and with an unfinished workload at the office, he had no one else to rely on. Something about his tone left me unable to say no.“I’ll do it,” I said simply, knowing I needed to step outside my cocoon for once.I grabbed my keys and headed out, taking the stairs instead of the elevator. It felt strange stepping out after so many days of isolation, but I also felt a lightness in my chest—a sense of normalcy.I reached the school and found Adam waiting with his backpack, his face lighting up when he saw me.“Amira!” he called, running toward me.I smiled at his excitement. “Hey, Adam. Ready to go?”He nodded eagerly, holding my hand as we walked back to the car. He was chatty on the ride home, telling me all about his day, his friends, and a funny story abou

I opened my eyes slowly, the world around me gradually coming into focus. I was really scared about the most fu*k imagination. I never got scared of Aiden like yesterday . The ceiling above me looked strangely familiar. The soft hum of silence filled the air, broken only by the occasional muffled sound of the city outside. I sat up abruptly, my breath catching as realization dawned.This was my room. My apartment. My sanctuary in the U.S.I blinked, trying to process how I ended up here. The last thing I remembered was chaos—a whirlwind of emotions, arguments, and Aiden. Always Aiden.I looked around the room, my gaze landing on a familiar sight. Leo, my loyal companion, my little bundle of warmth, lay curled up in his basket near the window. His soft golden fur rose and fell with his steady breaths, a comforting rhythm amidst the confusion swirling in my mind.“Leo,” I whispered, my voice trembling. He stirred at the sound of my voice, lifting his head and giving me a sleepy look bef

This night in the bar, I found Ryan with bruised face sitting on the counter , it seemed like he couldn’t get out from his feelings.I sat near him like I won.But,Ryan’s words had pierced through me like a thousand daggers, each one sharper with a sarcastic smile.“You can’t keep her in your gilded cage forever, Aiden,” Ryan had said, his smug grin grating on my nerves. “She’s not some trophy to be won. You let her go for even a second, and she’ll run to me. Face it—you’ll never be the man she wants.”I clenched my fists under the table, the urge to wrap my hands around his throat barely contained. But I didn’t. I had to be smarter than that. Killing him in a public bar would solve nothing, and besides, I wanted to break him in a way he would never forget.I leaned back in my seat, keeping my voice calm despite the fire raging inside me. “Amira isn’t running to anyone,” I said evenly. “Least of all, to you.”Ryan laughed, the sound mocking and filled with disdain. “Oh, Aiden, you’re

I watched Amira crumble before my eyes, her breaths shallow and fast, her entire frame trembling as though the weight of the world had collapsed onto her shoulders.Her hand clutched the edge of the table as she staggered toward the balcony, desperate for air. She looked like she was suffocating, her movements frantic, her eyes darting as if she were searching for an escape—from me.Her hand slipped from the table, and she fell to her knees, her body trembling uncontrollably. My heart dropped. “Amira” I rushed forward, my hands outstretched, ready to catch her, to hold her and soothe her the way she always refused to let anyone else do.“Don’t,” she gasped, her voice barely audible but laced with fear. She flinched away from me, recoiling as though my touch would burn her.That movement—so small, yet so devastating—struck me harder than any blow ever could. She was afraid of me. Afraid. Of me.My chest tightened as the realization sank in, a cold, bitter weight settling in my gut. I