Novels by Kumari Neelam

It felt as if the air inside the auditorium had frozen. The name “Raghav Singh” glowed on the register like burning letters. His seat was empty—but five long, fresh scratches marked the back of his chair, fine dust still falling from them as if they had just been carved. Someone whispered, “He… he was sitting right there, wasn’t he?” A girl in the back row began to cry. “He just went to get water…”On stage, Naina sat completely still. Her eyes were fixed on the right wall, where the long scratch was slowly growing deeper. Chiiiiiiirrrr… The same sound. The same nails. But this time it wasn’t coming from outside—it was coming from within the wall. The plaster bulged slightly. Then—tap… tap… tap… as if someone was walking upside down inside the wall. The entire hall held its breath.Suddenly, the emergency exit at the back slammed shut. The lights flickered off for a second—and when they came back on, Raghav was standing right in front of the stage. But he wasn’t standing like a human

The fear that had already settled inside the auditorium now felt heavier — as if something unseen was pressing down on everyone’s chest.On the register, the name “Naina Verma” glowed unnaturally.And on her empty chair lay the red teddy bear.That alone was enough to drive anyone insane.Then—From the very last row, a girl slowly stood up.Sweat glistened on her face.Her breathing was broken, uneven — as if she had just been pushed out of deep darkness.Step by step, she walked toward the stage.Every footstep echoed.The rest of the hall seemed to be holding its breath.She reached the stage, sat down carefully, looked at the register, and said—“I’ll tell it…But my story isn’t just a story.If any of you hear it…If any of you think about it…It might start following you too.”Someone whispered, barely audible—“Who… what thing?”Naina closed her eyes, took a long breath, and said—“The room on Floor Five…Room 509.”The entire auditorium throbbed with a single heartbeat.Naina

The air inside the auditorium suddenly turned heavy.On the black-paged register, the name “Aarav Khurana” gleamed — as if it had been written with fresh blood.The students sat frozen.No one moved.No one spoke.From the middle row, a chair creaked slowly.Aarav stood up.His face looked drained, almost lifeless. Dark circles hung under his eyes, as if sleep had abandoned him for days. His steps toward the stage were unnatural — every step felt like something was pulling him back.He walked silently to the stage and sat on the same chair where Professor Raghavan and later Dr. Anusha had sat.He didn’t look at anyone.He just said—“My story… isn’t really a story.”The hall fell into complete silence.Aarav took a deep breath and continued—“What I’m about to tell you happened three years ago.And maybe… whatever it was… it never really left me.”“The Staircase of Death” — Aarav’s Story Begins2021.Aarav was 22 years old, doing his internship.He had been assigned a security survey

The auditorium doors were shut. Outside, the curfew sirens wailed, echoing through the city. Inside, more than a hundred students sat huddled together, trembling. Dr. Anusha Mehra stood on the stage, still in shock. But the register lay open in front of her, and the weight of the first name written on it pressed down on her like a physical force. Inspector Rana’s dark voice echoed: “Start the story. The professor who tells the first story… survives.” Anusha took a deep breath. The memory she had locked away in the darkest room of her mind for years returned to her suddenly. “Okay…” she said in a trembling voice. “I will tell you… the most terrifying night of my life.” The lights dimmed. The air became heavier. Some students began to cry. But Anusha’s story had begun— and now it couldn’t be stopped. The Night’s Guest — The Beginning It was 2017. Anusha was a new research scholar and was staying at an old guest house hidden in the mountains. The place was far from the

The city had changed.The weather had changed.The college had changed.But the same coldness still floated in the air—like an invisible breath following everyone.This was a new city now: Vinayakpur.Crowded, bright, alive… yet some areas always seemed to remain trapped in night.In this city stood the Sapphire Institute of Science & Arts, where the new academic session was about to begin.Students gathered at the gate, excited and unaware that among them was one more face—a face that looked human, but was no longer human.His name was Inspector Rana.But he was no longer an inspector.He was just a shadow—walking among the crowd, but untouched, unnoticed.The college auditorium was filled with light.Every chair was shining.A banner read:“Orientation – Session 1: Welcome Students!”On the stage stood a new professor—Dr. Anusha Mehra.Calm, strict, and sharp-eyed.She took the microphone and began:“Welcome to the new academic year. You all are beginning a new journey—”Suddenly, h

The morning sunlight seeped through the broken windows of the college. Outside, the curfew had been lifted, but the silence of the previous night still hung in the air. When police vehicles arrived outside the auditorium, they found no sound from within. The door was half-open, as if someone had just stepped back inside. Inside, the smell of rot mixed with burnt wax filled the air. The floor was scattered with melted candle wax, broken chairs, and in the center lay the old black register. Inspector Rana put on his gloves and picked it up—its pages were icy cold, like frozen metal. He turned the first page slowly. At the top it read: “Session: 13 Students.” Below it was a list of names—but next to every name, in red ink, was written only one word: Absent. “How many students were here last night?” Rana asked his assistant. “About a hundred, sir,” the assistant replied, “the register has that many names… but there’s no one inside.” Rana shone his torch around. Dim shadows ap

Daniel Blackwood and Rose Sinclair walked out of their room—their fingers intertwined.Downstairs, everyone was already seated at the dining table, waiting for them.The moment they appeared on the stairs—all eyes turned toward them. ♥️A soft smile spread across most faces…But not Sonia Sinclair.Her eyes burned with jealousy.If you hadn’t come between us, Rose…I would have been the one beside him today. 😡🤨Daniel and Rose took their seats.Rose wasn’t in the mood to eat—but under Daniel’s gaze…she quietly started eating. ☹️After breakfast—everyone left for their respective work.Rose went upstairs, picked up her college bag, and came back ready.Daniel looked at her.“Baby, you’re still not fully recovered. You don’t need to go anywhere.”Rose held his arm lightly.“Please, Dasey… let me go. I’ll get bored at home. And you’re going to college too… if I feel unwell, I’ll come to you.”Daniel paused.He didn’t like the idea—but at the same time…he wanted her close.So he

Daniel kissed Rose—his lips soft at first…but slowly…the kiss deepened. 💋Rose instantly understood—he was losing control.Gently pushing him back, she said softly—“Dasey… please, let me go. You know I’m not well yet. First the hospital… and now this…” ❤️😏She sighed, slightly annoyed yet shy.“You start the moment you get a chance… as if this is all you think about 24/7.”Daniel smirked, his eyes dark with desire.“When a man has a wife as beautiful and irresistible as you… how is he supposed to control himself?” ❤️💋His voice dropped lower—“If it were up to me… I’d keep you with me all the time… while sleeping, waking, walking… everywhere.”Before she could respond—he buried his face into her neck,kissing… biting… marking her skin. 💋Rose gasped softly, then said—“Dear husband… if you keep troubling me like this… one day I’ll leave you and go away.” 😏(And there it was—the one thing he hated the most.)The moment those words reached him—Daniel’s expression changed.W

Just then, Arth looked at Rose Sinclair and said playfully—“Doll… can I join your little talkative group too?”Nisha, Garv, and Rose instantly glared at him.“Who are you calling talkative?” 😡😤Arth walked closer, a teasing smirk on his lips.“All four of us.”Then he pulled out a few chocolate bars from his pocket.The moment Rose saw them—her eyes lit up, and she immediately leaned forward. 🤤😮“Friends?” Arth offered warmly. ❤️Nisha took one first.“Friends.”Garv followed.“Friends.”Now Arth looked at Rose.But Rose?Her entire focus was on the chocolates. 🤤Without wasting a second—she grabbed all of them.“Friends.” ☺️☺️Arth chuckled softly.“Thank you… for being my friend.”Not far away—Sonia Sinclair watched everything.Jealousy burned inside her.With a sweet smile, she said—“Wow… your friendship is really cheap. Sold for just a few chocolates.” ☺️Her tone sounded light—but the meaning wasn’t.Rose looked at her and smirked.“Oh? So you make friends based on mon

Morning light filtered softly into the room.Rose Sinclair was fast asleep… completely sprawled over Daniel Blackwood, using him like her personal bed. Her head was buried in the crook of his neck, her warm breaths brushing against his skin. 😴Daniel was already awake.A faint smile appeared on his lips as his fingers gently caressed her cheeks… slow, tender, almost addictive. ❤️“Good morning, baby… wake up. Don’t we have to go home?” he murmured.But Rose, still lost in deep sleep, only rubbed her nose lazily against his chest.That small, unconscious action……tightened Daniel’s hold around her.He inhaled deeply, his voice turning rough—“If she keeps doing this… I’m going to lose control very soon.”His patience snapped.In one swift move, he flipped her slightly and captured her lips.The kiss was sudden… intense.Slowly, Rose’s sleep faded away. Her eyes fluttered open——and she found Daniel kissing her with his eyes closed, completely immersed.One of his hands cupped her chee

Daniel was kissing Rose with her eyes closed, his hands slowly exploring her body, tracing every curve possessively.Meanwhile, Rose had both her hands pressed against his chest, staring at him with wide, unblinking eyes.When her breathing started to falter, Daniel finally pulled away from her lips—only to move to her neck, kissing and biting gently, yet intensely. His hands tightened, pressing her curves slowly.A soft whimper escaped her lips.In a husky, intoxicated voice, he murmured,“Baby… please accept me soon… because I won’t be able to control myself for long.”Hearing his words and feeling his touch, Rose’s cheeks and ears flushed deep red.She tried to push him away—But his voice turned cold instantly.“Don’t try to stop me, baby… or tonight, I’ll cross every limit.”His grip tightened slightly.“And trust me… you don’t want to see my real side.”That warning froze her.Her resistance faded.Daniel slowly unbuttoned her shirt, his touch becoming softer yet more dangerous.

Daniel arrived at the Black Villa with his assistant, Sahil.The moment he stepped inside, every guard straightened and greeted him with absolute respect. Their presence alone was terrifying—each one towering, built like solid steel, faces completely emotionless. From a distance, they looked like unmoving statues holding weapons.As Daniel walked deeper inside, the greetings continued…but along with them came something else—painful screams… desperate cries… and broken groans echoing through the halls.He finally entered a hidden underground chamber.Weapons of every kind were arranged neatly.In one corner, iron cages held starving lions, their eyes glowing with hunger. The moment they saw Daniel, they became restless—clawing at the bars, eager… waiting.But Daniel’s gaze shifted.A few men lay on the floor—barely alive.Among them… a girl.Their bodies were covered in whip marks. Not a single part of their skin was untouched. Blood, bruises, broken bones—pain was written all over t

By the time Sia reached home from the court, it was already evening. As soon as she entered the house and stepped forward, her mother said— “Child… are you okay?” Because everyone in the house knew that today was Sia’s divorce. Sia glanced at her once… and silently walked to her room. Not receiving any response, a sharp pain rose in her mother’s heart. Sia quickly went to her room and headed to the bathroom to freshen up. Standing under the shower, she began to think about everything that had happened to her throughout the day. While thinking, she said to herself— “No… I won’t be weak anymore. I will not repeat my past mistakes.” After saying this, Sia came out, freshened up. She wore a loose T-shirt with a Doraemon print on it and paired it with a palazzo. As she was coming downstairs, her eyes fell on the main gate. Seeing that, she quickly ran… and hugged her sister-in-law tightly. Yes… it was Kashish. ❤️😊 Kashish also hugged Sia lovingly and said with a smile—

Siya was fighting the fear rising inside her when suddenly Aryan stood right in front of her.Without saying a word, he leaned down and pressed his lips to her forehead.The sensation made Siya’s eyes close on their own.But as soon as her eyes shut, a storm erupted inside her.Memories from her past life—humiliation, pain, betrayal—surfaced one by one in her mind.In the next moment, Siya snapped her eyes open.And with all her strength, she shoved Aryan away.Aryan stumbled back two steps.Siya steadied herself, straightened her waist, and turned to face both Arya and Aryan.Her finger rose in the air.Her eyes burned with fury.“Watch out,”her voice did not tremble,“watch out if either of you even tries to touch me.”She paused for a moment, then spoke in a cold, calm tone—“Otherwise, I will take both your lives.”Silence filled the room.“I am not the old Siya anymore,”she continued,“the one who used to run after you, the one who forgot herself in every situation.This is the

Aryan gave a subtle signal to the lawyer.The lawyer understood immediately. Without saying a word, he gathered the file and walked out of the office.As soon as the door closed, he let out a deep breath.For a moment, he turned back and looked through the glass—then shook his head slightly in refusal and walked away with hurried steps.At the same moment, Siya moved forward to leave.But the path suddenly closed.Aryan stood right in front of her.Siya tried to slip past him—and Arya appeared from the other side.The room seemed to shrink.“What is this misbehavior?”There was anger in Siya’s voice, but something inside her was breaking apart.“Mr. Rathore…”A cold, dangerous smile curved on Arya’s lips—a smile that held no happiness, only victory.“After a divorce, something sweet is customary.”As he said this, he stepped closer.So close that Siya could feel the warmth of his breath.Without permission, Aryan lifted her chin—just enough for her eyes to collide with theirs.In t

As soon as Siya stepped out of the house, crossing the threshold, the morning air suddenly felt heavy around her. She hadn’t even taken a proper step forward when her phone rang sharply. Her eyes fell on the name flashing on the screen—and in that very moment, the fear buried deep inside her heart turned into moisture in her eyes.With trembling hands, she answered the call. The moment the phone touched her ear, a voice filled with warmth came from the other side—so familiar, so loving—that Siya’s breath faltered.“Siya… how are you?”There was a brief pause, followed by the same caring concern.“Don’t you miss us? Hello… Siya, why aren’t you saying anything? Is everything alright, my child?”The moment she heard that voice, Siya’s composure shattered. Words stuck in her throat as silent tears rolled down her cheeks.“Kashish bhabhi…”That was all she could manage—weak, broken.Panic spread on the other end of the line.“Hey… why are you crying? Please don’t take stress. This evening,

Rudra holding that piece of paper madeRehan, Atul, and everyone else walk up to him.All eyes fixed on that single page.Only four words were written on it—“You’re next.”The moment she read it,Ritu’s heartbeat nearly stopped.An unfamiliar fear spread inside her.She began fighting her own thoughts—“No… this can’t be possible.”“Siya… and all this?”“That thin, quiet, innocent Siya… and this brutality?”Her mind searched desperately for another name.“There has to be someone else…”But then—She remembered Siya’s devil smile.Her body went cold.“No… no… could it really be Siya…?”That thought alone drained the color from Ritu’s face.She was so lost in her thoughtsthat she failed to notice what was happening around her.Then—“Gudiya… Gudiya!”Rehan’s voice snapped her back.She flinched.“I’ve been calling you for so long,”Rehan said,“Why weren’t you responding?”“O… brother… I… uh…”Ritu stammered.That’s when Mrs. Oberoi spoke gently—“Maybe the child is scared.”“Ritu bet

Time — 1:30 AMIn the most posh area of the city stood a luxurious villa.As royal as it looked from the outside, it was far more terrifying and mysterious from within.The massive hall was decorated with black and white marble. Soft light from expensive chandeliers reflected wealth worth billions from every corner.At the center of the hall, on a large sofa, sat two handsome men.Bare from the waist up, wearing only lowers.Their muscular bodies, sharp eyes, and dominating personalities—one glance was enough to make anyone fall for them.They were none other thanAryan Rathore and Ary Rathore.Ary shifted restlessly and looked at Aryan.“Aryan… are we really doing the right thing?”“I don’t know why, but my heart feels extremely uneasy. It feels like something terrible is about to happen.”After a brief silence, he spoke in a heavy voice—“Are we doing the right thing by divorcing our girl, Siya?”Hearing this, Aryan took a deep breath.There was pain in his eyes—but madness outweig