Novels by Ishq

Vidyut's voice boomed through the phone as he called Adyant right in front of Veda and the family."Adyant, I'm hosting a dinner at my new seven-star hotel tonight. You must come and join us."Adyant raised an eyebrow."What's the occasion and who's this us?” Adyant asked curiously."No occasion, just a little get together with you, Aadita, kids and Veda, of course."Adyant hesitated not wanting to go anywhere with Veda around."Vidyut, I don't know.""Come on, Adyant. It'll be good for you to socialize bro. Also it has been a long time since you've gone out with me.” Vidyut texted with a smirk and wink emoji, his playful nature making Adyant roll his eyes.“I'm busy tonight.” Adyant texted back.“What the hell man! You're at home, still I'm texting you jist to talk with you. What a shame. You are such a boring man. I feel bad for Veda. Real.” This time Vidyut sent a voice note and the whole family laughed hearing his words. Only Vidyut can call Adyant such a kind of word and can ge

Veda's brush danced across the canvas, vibrant colors blending in harmony. Her art, once a forgotten passion, now served as a soothing balm to her wounded soul.As she lost herself in creativity, the door slowly creaked open.Adyant stepped into the art studio, his eyes scanning the room as he looked over at her.Veda stood at her easel, lost in her painting and essence of calmness.Adyant's gaze locked onto her, taking in the serenity etched on her face.For a few seconds he stood frozen, unable to move as he took in her calm and serene facial expressions. Her focus on her art was captivating.For a moment, he forgot his resentment.He noticed the faint scent of turpentine and oil paints.The studio's warmth enveloped him.He approached quietly, not wanting to disturb her as he moved his footsteps forward, careful enough to not make any noise.As he drew closer, the soft curve of her neck and gentle smile mesmerized him for a second and his gaze continued to linger at face and the w

Veda spread the picnic blanket under the shade of a towering oak tree, its leaves rustling softly in the gentle breeze. The warm sunlight filtered through the branches, casting dappled shadows on the lush green grass. The air was alive with the sweet songs of birds - the melodic chirping of sparrows, trillings of bluebird, and the distant call of a cuckoo.Eira and Vedansh hummed with excitement, racing around the blanket, their laughter echoing through the tranquil atmosphere, making Veda's heart glimmer with happiness.As the kids ran off to explore, Veda took a deep breath, letting the serenity of the park wash over her. The warm sun on her skin and the gentle breeze rustling the leaves were a soothing alm to her wounded heart."Mommy, look! A butterfly!" Eira squealed, chasing after a fluttering monarch.Vedansh chimed in, "And I saw a squirrel!"Veda smiled, watching her children's carefree joy. The picnic area was a haven, a temporary escape from the turmoil and pain brewing ins

Days passed, and Veda's heart remained heavy, weighed down by the mysterious woman's voice that lingered in her mind. The memory of that fateful phone call haunted her, and she couldn't shake off the feeling of being replaced, of being unwanted. But she didn't breathe a word to anyone, not even Aadita, who sensed something was amiss.How could she tell the family that she means nothing to her own husband?And so, she kept quiet. She suffered alone with the pain tearing her heart apart everyday and that woman's voice echoing inside her mind every single night.Veda's smile now felt like a facade, a carefully crafted mask concealing her pain as she went through the motions of her daily life. She attended family gatherings, participated in conversations, and laughed along with others, all while hiding the pain and sorrow inside her heart. Adyant's return loomed, and Veda's anxiety grew with each passing moment as she thought of the new hurt and agony he was going to inflict into her ag

The days passed in a frenzy as Veda lost herself in paintings. The art studio became her sanctuary, a refugee from the suffocating reality of her toxic marriage.Adyant had gone on a business trip for two weeks while Advith and the family had found out about her passion for arts and fortunately they all supported her with enthusiasm. Advith had gifted the art studio to her and Aadita seemed really satisfied with his decision.She still remembered with a warm smile he declared, “This space is yours, beta. Create magic here, fulfill your dreams and make me proud.”She was overjoyed but deep down she had a bad feeling about how Adyant would react when he would come to know about her art studio. She only prayed to god hoping this new venture won't create any new trouble in her life.Veda spent the next few days immersed in her art, finding solace in the creative process. Her studio became her sanctuary, a place where she could escape the suffocating reality of her marriage.One afternoon

Veda's eyes fluttered open, the morning sunlight streaming through the windows. She felt exhausted, her emotions raw from the previous night's revelations. The memory of Adyant's words still lingered, piercing her heart like a sharp knife, making heart bleed with unshed blood and tears."Hate, disgust, and contempt. I feel them every time I see your face."The words still echoed in her mind but she tried her best to shake them away.She looked over at the bed, his side was empty indicating that Adyant had left for the office earlier in the morning and for some reason she didn't feel upset.It was as if her love for him was eating her up slowly and now even his absence wasn't that painful anymore.Her heart was thawing slowly and she had a feeling that the love she had for Adyant would fade away soon into the hurt he had inflicted on her over all these years."What are you doing Adyant? Everything will be ruined."She whispered to herself. The fear of forgetting him forever was visible

With his cold gaze, Trayaksh observed the whole bedroom sharply. His eyes did not leave a single inch of detail in the sumptuously rich and lavish bed chamber Which would be a sparkle to the eyes for any ordinary man, but for him it didn't mean anything.In Fact the room looked oddly Empty to Trayaksh.Filled with every luxurious decor and possession a man could only dream for the chamber was a sight to behold. The luxurious space inheld everything except her.It felt odd to his heart.His bedroom had everything...Except his wife... .The woman he was told he's married to.The woman he just hardly interacted with for a few minutes just some ago.The same woman who was as deep as a Pacific Ocean. Her heart which seems void of all the emotions and those eyes which look at him with numb feelings and maybe disgust? And her rosy lips, the way they twitch into a forced smile as if she's putting on a facade, a pretense on that pretty face of hers while her inner soul is cursing him from i

The buried memories echoed through the closed doors of the hallway as Aarunya tried her best to block out all of those painful memories.Silent.It was all silent.But Aarunya's heart was anything but that.All the Buried memories screamed through the closed doors of her heart.She could hear her screams and cries every time she was tortured inside the closed doors of this same hallway. The same place where she had been slapped by Trayaksh for the first time in her life.It was the first day of her marriage at this Mansion and the forced bride who was adorned in precious jewelleries along with the traditional wedding lehenga was terrified at even the idea of what her future would hold.The lavish Mansion seemed like hell, a cage where she would be trapped forever.An eighteen year Old Aarunya was welcomed by her mother in law who scowled at her, looking at her with disgust as if she was a dirty worm waiting to be crushed under the feets of the Rajputs.Trayaksh only had his mother in

Lost.Aarunya felt lost. Her mind kept rewinding the memories of the last few hours when she had gotten the biggest bad news of her life."Mr. Rajput has lost his memories"Her eyes widened after hearing the doctor's words.And this was the time when Aarunya knew that she's doomed again. Bound to the monster named Trayaksh Rajput, yet again.Her resolve was weakening. Each time she tried to run, he caged her , punished her like no other and here she is, again trapped in his golden shackles.Arunya's heart clenched in pain.For how long does she have to do this?For how long does she have to give this exam of life? To live with the same man who is the sole reason for her destruction.Why can't he just die?Arunya looked at him, masking her face with emotionless expression yet again.She hated how he kept looking at her curiously. From the time he Asked about her and got to know about her being his beloved wife, he looked at Aarunya with a shock as if she had grown two horns in her he

The birds chirped around outside her windows, the sun shove above high, casting it's illuminate glow, rey's of sunshine surrounding the place, and the butterflies flitted around, fluttering their pulchritudinous appendages, seeking out for their next flower, finding comfort in their freedom.FreedomA Pulchritudinous and splendid word.Freedom. Which everyone are entitled to have.Freedom. Something which she wasn't entitled to have.As she was just a mere object, a tool to be used for HIS satisfaction.She, a beautiful butterfly with splintered wings.She was his butterfly, and he had shattered her colors into charcoal black and dark ashes, he had clipped her wings into mere pieces and now she was left with nothing but emptiness and the dark wickedness surrounding her. Her eyes, which were once full of life, were dead and lifeless, counting days for her own death each passing second, trying to find her tranquility , solace and serendipity in death itself.Life was so hard.Life is