Novels by Nina Patil

I chewed on my food slowly, looking around the table at other's disappointed faces as they continued eating. The silent dread on their faces about the man sitting next to me, oblivious to their gaze.Noah glanced at me and our eyes met for a second, we both shared a look before going back to our food.It was supposed to be a fun brunch. Early mojitos and some Mexican food and talking shit about stupid things But with Zenon next to me. Nobody dared speak.I hated this. I was looking forward to Sunday brunch. I hardly had any friends and when Noah invited me I was so happy."So anyone got any plans after this? I was planning on getting high," Noah spoke.I almost choked on my drink tryna hold my laughter back."It's 1 in the afternoon Noah-" Violet was cut off by him again."Well the early I'll go to bed for tomorrow babe"She huffs rolling her eyes.My eyes shifted to the door seeing Kyle and his girlfriend walk in. I smiled waving at her as they walked towards us.Noah whips his head

Broken chairs, broken glass, broken windows. Broken eyes. He was curled up in the corner, tears streaming down his eyes. But anger filled his body.It would be shut-locked if he hadn't broken its hinges off I reckon.His hair was greasy and messed up, his eyes coloured black showing he had not slept in a while, skin was pale. I felt my eyes fill up with tears seeing him.He loved her. I could see it. He would kill for her. And yet he couldn't protect her from fate.His eyes look up and chills run down my body."get out" his brittle hoarse voice couldn't find its strength.His words came out weak and barely audible.The reason I could walk further was because I let myself. Because I felt bad for him. Because he looked weak and I didn't want Luna to see him like this.Maybe if I helped him she would be thankful."It's okay. It's gonna be fine"And he didn't move when I hugged him and patted his back. He just sat there. Still and frozen.I tried my best to not be shaky but I trembled ne

"Zen-""Quiet"That was enough to shut me up as he ripped open my top and took it off me. Not giving a fuck about my clothes and wanting them off first.I never talked as much as he kissed me. I figured my voice triggered him.He didn't wanna remember it was me. So I embraced his lips thinking about the feeling.My whimpers, however, he liked. As he constantly teased me. Bit me, pinched me and squeezed my skin.He would occasionally curse under his breath as he abused my breasts and neck and his hand moved down to my nether region and enjoyed me struggling to catch my breath.A quick slap over my nipple before he held up my hands and fucked me roughly.I didn't know why, I thought he wouldn't like seeing my face. But he didn't let me hide it.But I was shy and exposed like that to him. Even in the dimly lit room. I couldn't help feeling embarrassed as he stared at my naked body. Every time.No matter how many times he had seen it. Under his gaze, I felt helpless. I felt exposed and sc

"Coming to the party after class?"Noah puffs out a smoke before my face making me look away and lean back on the wall.We stood behind the walls of the blue pristine building where we attended our classes. I stressed about the dreaded interviews for my job hunting. Life wasn't getting any easier. And my parents expected much more after they heard of my plans to study more.In reality, I was just avoiding interviews. Instead took the liberty to put some of my dad's money he offered me in classes.Not that I liked studying. But it was a getaway from the reality of adulthood.I didn't wanna go back to living with my parents. I wanted to leave them alone. Even though they didn't mind. I rather live with my messy roommates than look like a freeloader."I don't know.." dragging the words I think about my plan b. Staying in my bed all night watching horror movies...maybe not me."Ya you say that but you always wanna get drunk and have fun so, pick you up at six-thirty."I chuckle at his hum

I exhaled a ring of cigarette smoke into the cool night air, my eyes fixed on Betty's stern face as she crossed her arms. "Help is what you need," she declared, her voice a mix of concern and scorn. I smirked, raising an eyebrow as I replied, "It's not an addiction, Betty," my tone dripping with playful defiance. Her eyes rolled in exasperation as she snapped back, "Stop calling me that, and yes, you will die soon." I burst into laughter, bending my torso in exaggerated mirth. "I fucking hope I do!" I joked, though a hint of darkness lurked behind my grin.We walked together toward the exit, our footsteps mingling with the chatter of others. Outside the gate, a rust colour car idled, its presence sending a shiver of anxiety through me. I popped a piece of gum into my mouth and listened as voices discussed upcoming exams with nervous energy."You coming to the pub?" someone called out. I shook my head, dismissing the offer with a quiet goodbye. "See ya!" Betty's voice rang out, and I

|PREQUEL|I was a happy teenager, cocooned in the illusion of a perfect life. My father, my hero, spoiled me like every loving father should. My mother? She loved me in her own way, as much as she could manage.It wasn't until I turned eighteen that I realized just how privileged I had been. I lived in a house, sheltered from the world's ugliness, with every important decision made for me. My sister..sweet, quiet, kind..stood as a contrast to the chaos of the outside world.I was well-fed, smothered in gifts, wrapped in love. I wish I had cherished those moments more, those fleeting days of childhood innocence, when my greatest worry was an upcoming test, and my mother's warm meals soothed every ache.But my teenage years were a stark contrast to my childhood. My childhood was a nightmare wrapped in pretty paper.I could still recall the stench of that tiny, suffocating laundry room where I was locked in as punishment. The dim, claustrophobic space, the damp air thick with mildew. I h