Novels by Kumari Neelam

Today, Rose Sinclair was wearing a red top and black jeans.Daniel Blackwood, still holding her close, continued kissing her, slowly pulling her top slightly off her shoulder. His lips brushed against her skin, leaving soft but intense marks.A soft gasp escaped Rose’s lips.Her breath trembled.Every reaction of hers only fueled Daniel further.His grip tightened slightly as his touch became more possessive.Rose’s soft sounds echoed in the quiet room—and Daniel was losing control.But just then—📱 her phone started ringing.The sharp sound broke the moment instantly.Rose snapped back to reality.“What… what am I doing…?” she thought, panic rising.She quickly tried to push Daniel away.But Daniel clearly wasn’t in the mood to stop.Her continuous resistance started irritating him.Finally, he pulled her back onto his lap and sat down on the sofa.“What happened, baby?” he said, his voice low.“Why did you stop me like that?”Rose avoided his gaze.“Mr. Blackwood… we’re getting la

Daniel Blackwood said calmly,“Don’t worry about that… I’m here.”Hearing this, Rose Sinclair made a face and muttered under her breath—“And that’s exactly why I’m worried…”Daniel’s eyes narrowed slightly.“I can hear everything, baby… 🤨And the way I am… you’re the one who’ll have to deal with it.” 😈He then added casually—“Anyway, have your breakfast first. Then we’ll go to college.”Saying this, he picked up the phone placed nearby, gave a short instruction, and hung up.Within minutes, the door opened.The manager entered respectfully, followed by 5–6 waiters who silently arranged a variety of dishes on the table before leaving.Soon, the room was left with just Daniel and Rose.Rose looked at the table… and her expression dropped.“All vegetables…” she thought, clearly unimpressed.Noticing her reaction, Daniel pulled her closer and made her sit on his lap.“Making faces won’t change anything. Now open your mouth and eat.”Rose frowned.“Excuse me, Mr. Blackwood… I’m not a l

Daniel Blackwood said in a cold, strict voice—“Get out.”Sonia Sinclair looked at Daniel with pain and humiliation in her eyes. Tears welled up, but Daniel’s anger kept rising. Without any hesitation, he grabbed Sonia’s arms firmly and pushed her out of the room.Sonia stumbled and fell to the floor again.Daniel immediately locked the door and took a deep breath, trying to control his rage. His eyes wandered around the room, then suddenly he stopped in front of the mirror, as if trying to calm himself.Just a few moments ago, Sonia had been close to him… thinking about it made his expression turn even colder. He looked at his hands—those very hands that had touched her.The next moment, he quickly walked into the washroom. He took off his clothes and threw them into the dustbin. Then he stood under the shower.The cold water was falling heavily over his body, and he kept scrubbing himself again and again, as if trying to wash away something he never wanted to feel on him.A low but

Rose quietly unlocked the door and slipped out of the room. Without wasting a second, she booked a taxi and left from there. 🚕🚕Meanwhile, when Daniel Blackwood finished his call and entered the room, his eyes immediately shifted toward the washroom. The door was open.He walked into the attached changing area.Empty.Rose was gone.A sharp silence filled the room.In a sudden burst of anger, Daniel stormed back into the room, grabbed a flower vase from the table, and smashed it onto the floor. 💥He ran his fingers through his neck, pacing left and right, trying to control his rising rage.Then he muttered coldly—“You shouldn’t have done that… baby.”A dark smile slowly formed on his face. 😈“The more you run away from me… the closer you’ll end up coming to me.”🏡 Sinclair Villa SceneRose reached the villa.As soon as she stepped inside, she saw Nisha and Garv sitting in the hall with the entire family.Nisha immediately ran to her.“How are you feeling now? Do you know how wor

🌅 Morning SceneIt was already 8 a.m.Rose Sinclair slowly opened her eyes, her vision still hazy. A faint heaviness lingered in her head, as if her mind refused to fully wake up.Just then, a deep voice reached her ears—“Good morning.”Rose smiled softly, still half-asleep.“Good morning…”But in the very next second—Her expression froze. 😳Memories from last night flashed through her mind like broken pieces.The juice…The sudden dizziness…The man…The kick…The elevator…And then—Nothing.Her brows furrowed as she tried to remember what happened after that, but no matter how hard she tried… everything beyond that point was blank.“Don’t strain that little brain of yours too much… it might stop working altogether.”That voice—She knew it.Rose’s eyes snapped open wider as she immediately sat up straight.And then she saw him.Daniel BlackwoodHer eyes widened in shock.“What are you doing here, Mr. Blackwood?” 🤨Daniel smirked slightly and walked toward her. As he reached he

Daniel Blackwood was kissing Rose Sinclair like a man who had finally found water after dying of thirst. 💋💋💋When Rose started struggling to breathe, Daniel slowly left her lips and moved down to her neck, kissing and biting softly.A faint moan escaped her lips…Hearing her soft whimpers only made him lose more control.His kisses turned wilder as he trailed them down to her chest.But her clothes were in the way.Annoyed, Daniel tore them off without hesitation.Now, Rose stood before him in nothing but her undergarments.Her soft, flawless body made Daniel’s mind go blank.His hand slowly moved over her skin as he whispered—“My soft doll…” 💋He lowered his lips again, kissing her slowly…and soon, even those remaining layers were gone.He pulled her closer, his lips devouring her as his hands roamed freely.Rose trembled under his touch…After a while, the intensity started hurting her, and she tried to push him away—but Daniel was completely lost.Like he had found something

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

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