"The Moonlit Promise"

In the shadowed outskirts of Kolkata stands a forgotten mansion, its crumbling walls hiding more than just decay-they harbor a darkness that feeds on fear, heartbreak, and broken souls. The story begins with Priya Das, a woman whose life shatters after moving into the cursed house with her family. As her marriage collapses, her daughter falls under the grip of dark forces, and Priya's own sanity teeters on the edge, she discovers the house isn't just haunted-it's alive. Years later, Neha Roy and her son Arjun unknowingly move into a house near the original mansion, where the darkness waits, hungry for new victims. As Ananya Roy starts experiencing chilling phenomena, she seeks help from Arjun and Neha, leading them back to the ruins of the original house. But the darkness isn't tied to one place-it's a parasite, an ancient curse that follows, waits, and evolves. From heart-pounding rituals and psychological torment to supernatural horrors and twisted family betrayals, "The House on the Edge of Kolkata" is a spine-chilling tale of survival, sacrifice, and the terrifying realization that some curses don't die-they just... wait. Will anyone escape the darkness? Or will it consume them all?

Once upon a time, in a faraway kingdom, there was a young princess named Elara. She lived in a grand castle nestled atop the tallest hill, surrounded by lush forests and sparkling rivers. Her heart was kind and pure, and her beauty radiated from the inside out. Elara had a gentle spirit, and all who met her adored her, except for one-her wicked stepmother, Queen Isolde. Queen Isolde was a woman consumed by jealousy and hatred. She could not bear to see Elara's grace and charm, for it reminded her of the late queen, Elara's mother, whom she had secretly despised. From the day she became the stepmother to the young princess, she plotted ways to rid herself of Elara, hoping to take full control of the kingdom. The wicked queen concocted a plan to poison Elara. Each day, she fed the princess meals laced with a slow-acting poison, hoping it would one day take its toll. But Elara, innocent and trusting, never suspected her stepmother's malice. The young princess continued to live her days in the beauty of the palace gardens and the comfort of her own dreams, never knowing the danger lurking within the food meant to nourish her. However, unbeknownst to the queen, there was a force far greater than her evil deeds watching over Elara-a force of pure goodness and justice, woven by the hands of the divine. One day, Elara grew weaker. She felt tired, and her once sparkling eyes seemed clouded. The poison was slowly taking hold, and she could no longer walk the palace halls without needing assistance. Her heart sank, not knowing why her body was betraying her. But one evening, as she lay in her bed, a soft light appeared before her, and a gentle voice spoke. "Elara, you are loved," the voice said. "Your heart is pure, and your soul is bright. Fear not, for justice will come." It was the voice of a goddess who had watched over the kingdom for centuries. She had seen the wickedness of Queen Isolde and the depths of her cruelty, and she knew that Elara's suffering could not continue. That very night, while the queen was scheming in the shadows, the goddess sent forth a powerful spell. The castle trembled as thunder rumbled in the distance. The evil stepmother, Queen Isolde, was struck by a lightning bolt, and she fell to the ground, her body wracked with pain. The heavens had delivered the punishment she deserved. Isolde's cruelty was undone in an instant, and she was no more, her power stripped away by the divine forces that had protected Elara. But the punishment did not stop there. The goddess's magic reached out to the witch who had aided Queen Isolde in her dark deeds. This witch, a sister of her mother's brother's wife, had helped the queen by casting spells that made the poison more potent and deadly. She, too, was consumed by the wrath of the divine, her wickedness turned to dust by the goddess's power. The wicked witch vanished, leaving nothing behind but a fading shadow. Elara, awakened by the storm and the magic, felt a rush of energy surge through her veins. The poison that had been slowly killing her was now lifted. Her strength returned, and with it, a newfound wisdom. She knew that the heavens had protected her, and that her trials had been a test of her heart's goodness and strength. The kingdom rejoiced when they learned of the queen's demise, and the people celebrated Elara's return to health and strength. The princess, now free from the torment of her stepmother's evil, ruled with kindness and wisdom. She became a beacon of hope and love to all who knew her. As the years passed, Elara's kingdom flourished. The princess, now a queen, always remembered the lesson she had learned through her suffering: that goodness, even in the darkest of times, would always find a way to shine through. She never forgot the voice of the goddess that had protected her and reminded her that love and kindness could never be destroyed, no matter how much evil sought to extinguish them. And so, Elara lived a long and peaceful life, beloved by her people and guided by the light of justice, her heart as pure as it had ever been. The memory of the wicked stepmother and the witch faded into history, but the story of Elara's resilience lived on in the hearts of all who heard it.

Once upon a time, in a small, quiet town, there lived a woman named Sara. She was a young mother, a divorcee, struggling to raise her child, Emma, alone. Sara had always been a caring and loving person, but life had been hard. Her marriage had crumbled, and she found herself raising Emma, fighting to make ends meet, and carrying a heavy burden on her shoulders. Despite her hardships, she always found the strength to smile for her daughter, to make sure Emma never felt the weight of the world that Sara bore. But there was one person who had always been her pillar of strength - her own mother, Clara. Or, at least, that's what she thought. Clara had always been a strong woman, a figure of authority, who had guided Sara through life. But as the years passed, Sara began to notice something strange. Clara's love began to twist into something dark, something manipulative. The first signs were subtle - a cold word here, a harsh glance there. But as time went on, it became undeniable: her mother was changing. Sara's mother, Clara, was now driven by something dark. Clara had delved into forbidden paths, into the shadows of black magic. She felt bitter about the choices Sara had made, and every time Sara failed, Clara's resentment grew stronger. Clara's magic was no longer just a practice; it was her weapon. It was as if a curse had fallen upon Sara's life. The once-supportive mother now wished her daughter to suffer - to feel the crushing weight of failure, day after day. Clara cursed Sara's life, making sure she never saw peace. Every time Sara took a step forward, Clara would whisper spells that would bring pain and suffering. Her words would haunt Sara's mind, driving her to madness. It was as if the universe itself had conspired against Sara. No matter how hard she tried, she felt doomed. Clara's cruelty didn't stop there. She began emotionally abusing her daughter, Emma, ridiculing her for every little mistake, making Sara feel as though she had failed as a mother. Emma, just a child, became a target of Clara's venom. The woman who had once been a beacon of love and light in Sara's life, had become the embodiment of everything dark and evil. She cursed her daughter to suffer emotionally, until every day felt like a battle. Sara knew Emma didn't deserve this. She was a child, innocent and pure. But Clara's manipulation, her venomous words, and the spells she cast upon Sara made it nearly impossible for her to stand tall. Each day, Sara felt herself dying a little inside. Every hurtful word from her mother made her weaker, and she could see the sadness growing in Emma's eyes. But Sara had no one to turn to. No one but her God. She prayed every night, her hands shaking, her heart breaking. Her faith became her only refuge. She asked God for strength, for guidance, and for a way out. For years, she had suffered in silence, but deep down, Sara knew there was hope. One fateful day, after years of agony, Sara received a phone call. It was a job offer - a chance to escape the hell her mother had created for her. The job was her lifeline, her chance at freedom. But the most heartbreaking part of it all was the realization that to escape, she had to leave her mother behind. The day Sara finally packed her things, it felt like a dream. She looked at Emma, holding her tightly, her tears silently falling. She was leaving everything behind: the life she once knew, the woman who had given her life, the woman who had now turned into her tormentor. But Sara found her courage. She found her strength not in the love of her mother, but in the love she had for Emma and the love of her faith. As she walked out the door with Emma in her arms, she whispered a prayer: "God, give me the strength to survive. Protect us both, and lead us to a place where we can finally breathe again." That was the last time Sara ever looked back. She left behind the dark, suffocating grip of black magic, and in the distance, she saw the glimmer of a new beginning. A life where she could breathe freely, where she could finally be the mother she was meant to be. Sara knew the journey ahead would be difficult. There would be scars, there would be moments of doubt, but she would face them with her daughter by her side, and with the strength of her faith to carry her. In the end, it was that faith - the belief that she was never truly alone - that saved her. The shattered pieces of her heart began to heal, and with each step forward, she grew stronger. Every day she fought to build a new life for Emma, a life where love, not darkness, would guide them. It was the hardest fight of her life, but Sara had found her strength, and she would never let go again.

In a tranquil valley, a gentle, timid sheep named Lira is stolen by the evil sorcerer Malgor, who plans to sacrifice her for dark power. With her mother, Willow, left heartbroken, a kind-hearted young girl named Elara embarks on a brave journey to save the innocent lamb. Through the power of love, compassion, and unwavering courage, Elara confronts the sorcerer and frees Lira, breaking his dark magic. Together, they return to the meadow, where Lira is joyfully reunited with her mother. This heartwarming tale of human compassion and the bond between animals and people serves as a reminder that love can overcome even the darkest forces.

Charlee was left at the altar and became a laughingstock. She tried to keep her head high, but ultimately lost it when she received a sex tape of her fiance and her half-sister. Devastated, she ended up spending a wild night with a hot stranger. It was supposed to be one-time thing, but he kept popping up, helping her with projects and revenge, all while flirting with her constantly. Charlee soon realized that it was nice having him around, until her ex suddenly appeared at her door, begging for another chance. Her tycoon lover asked, “Who will you choose? Think carefully before you answer.”

As a simple assistant, messaging the CEO in the dead of night to request shares of adult films was a bold move. Bethany, unsurprisingly, didn't receive any films. However, the CEO responded that, while he had no films to share, he could offer a live demonstration. After a night filled with passion, Bethany was certain she'd lose her job. But instead, her boss proposed, "Marry me. Please consider it." "Mr. Bates, you're kidding me, right?"

After three secretive years of marriage, Eliana never met her enigmatic husband until she was served with divorce papers and learned of his extravagant pursuit of another. She snapped back to reality and secured a divorce. Thereafter, Eliana unveiled her various personas: an esteemed doctor, legendary secret agent, master hacker, celebrated designer, adept race car driver, and distinguished scientist. As her diverse talents became known, her ex-husband was consumed by remorse. Desperately, he pleaded, "Eliana, give me another chance! All my properties, even my life, are yours."

For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.

6 years ago, Lydia suffered a brutal betrayal orchestrated by her own husband and step-sister, who drugged her and framed her. In a twist of fate, she ended up having a one-night stand with a stranger. Don't even remember what he looked like. Later, in the throes of death, she discovered the truth about her mother's death all those years ago. In the blink of an eye, she lost everything. 6 years later, Lydia returned with her genius son, vowing to exact revenge on all her enemies! Little did she know, she encountered an incredibly familiar man at the airport! *** The man was briskly pushing open the door to the restroom, heading to the urinal. Even with such a mundane action, he did it with unparalleled elegance and grace. Lydia, following him in a daze, saw his fierce lower body and suddenly snapped back to reality. She let out a high-pitched scream, instinctively covering her eyes with her hands, her cheeks flushed, and stood there stiffly, unsure of what to do. Lambert furrowed his brows slightly but remained calm as he continued to relieve himself. The sound of water hitting the urinal made Lydia's face even redder. She angrily shouted, "You pervert!" Little did Lydia know that Lambert, seeing her in this state, had a flicker of recognition in his eyes. Memories from many years ago flashed through his mind, and his heart couldn't help but stir. It was her!

I'm a Luna. After three years of marriage to Alpha Nathaniel Blackwood, I'm finally pregnant with his pup. But he's unclaimed me for his first love. I'm leaving the pack with this secret, praying he never finds out. Nathaniel Blackwood is a handsome, powerful Alpha. In a world where humans and werewolves coexist, he has it all: a billion-dollar empire, untold power, a massive pack, and, most importantly, the perfect Luna. But the return of his first love shattered our marriage. When he finds out the secret I've been hiding, will he regret rejecting me? Will I ever be able to forgive him? Dive into this gripping serialized novel to find out more-Enjoy the ride!