Novel-novel oleh Ciarra

Agastya~ (Period when Agastya and Raina were separated )I walked inside my cabin and sighed. I feel tired, my muscles feel sore, and I am sleep-deprived. I walked toward my chair and sat on it. I opened my laptop and started reading the file of the patient I was treating. Someone knocked on the door "Come in--" I said and heard the footsteps walking inside of my cabin. "Good morning, son--" I craned my neck up and saw Dr. Mihir Aaron my father-in-law standing with a box in his hand. He smiled at me, his eyes warm and smile radiating positivity. That is what I needed. He sat on the chair in front of me and opened the lid of the container. "I thought why not have dinner with my favorite person," he says and I smile at him in gratitude because he said what he meant. Even though I and his daughter are together, we both have gotten closer over the past three years. He served plme the sprouts and a glass of mango juice and forwarded the plate toward me. I thanked him and took the spo

♡Agastya♡Three Years Later I rested my head on the cold tile wall, as my heart pounded against my chest with trepidation. How can I do this to my wife? I at the age of 33 and she at the age of 28, are having a baby and she is in the operation theater, bringing our baby into this world. I should have gotten my vasectomy done. Instead of depending on contraceptive pills. Her pregnancy is delicate and fragile. Her body is not strong enough for pregnancy but still, she insisted on keeping the baby. And here we are, delivering our baby, prematurely. And if something happens to her, I will never be able to forgive myself, heck I will die if she won't survive. While being together for three years after five year long gap , we never once thought of babies, because we never desired them. We were more focused on our careers me being a cardiologist and her being a literature professor. Apart from our professional life, we indulged ourselves in traveling around the world, this was the life

Raina~"But I thought you love me, like love me kind of love me" I whined, a deep jealousy surged into my veins. I rubbed my temple and heard her sigh. "I still love you, Raina. Like love you kind of love you. And I think I will always will, but it feels so alone here. When you were here, it did not irk me, but now that you are back with your husband I feel so alone. So, I guess it is the right decision." she says over the other side of the phone, from London. "But you are lesbian, then why are you doing this, Susannah?" I ask, this time confused and more irritatingly. Because she can't ruin someone's life just because she is alone and feels lonely. I heard a teary chuckle and I frowned. I do not think if I said anything funny. "B is not a silent letter, Raina. Just because I love you it does not mean I do not like men. They swell at the places where a woman does not." she says, in a trying sexy voice. "But you will forget me, Susannah, if you marry". I say and my eyes are sprink

♡Raina♡I pushed the bell button again and again, desperately until it was jerked open, followed by a curse " Why the fuck, you can't wait?" He opened the door, shirtless, giving me a wonderful view of his olive skin. "Raina, what are you doing here?" He asks, frowning. I shivered as his eyes raked over my body and gulped. I pushed him inside and slammed the door behind me. "what is wrong with you?" He asks, there was a slight tremor in his voice."Why did you tell that man, that I am your wife?" I ask, I need answers. I need to know what is he thinking about me. " What? " His lips parted but he opens and closes them like a fish. Is he hiding something from me? "What, what Agastya? Tell me why would you say something like that? I signed those divorce papers, we are not husband and wife anymore." As much as I want to be his again, I need to know if he still feels the same for me. He stared at me, boring his brown pools into my hazelnut ones. He steps closer and closer until we ar

Two years later A girl around 25, with short hair reaching an inch above her shoulder, in a short, sky-blue denim skirt reaching just below her hips, paired with a pink floral cami top, holding a luxury bag in her hand walked out of the airport. A sigh of contentment escaped from her lips, as she took a long breath, inhaling the air of her homeland, after five years.She glance around and smiled, her country, her people, everywhere. Her gaze struck at a tall man, with grey hair, standing there with open arms. She squealed and ran towards him and jumped into his arms. Tears flowed from the eyes father and daughter duo, they stayed in each other's embrace for some minutes before withdrawing themselves. The old man shuffled his daughter's hair and hold her hands, leading her towards their car. Soon the other man, who was standing far away, smiled sadly and sank inside his car. She has changed, her body got mature, with big tits, and juicy thighs. Moreover, her old charm has returned,

Raina~ Three years later~ I sighed and gave fake smile to Joe. I want to stuff his mouth with Taco Bell so that he shuts up with his mouth. God, he is so annoying. Always bragging about his fucking achievements and how much wealth he has made in such a nickel of time. Trust, me this junk should meet my husband once. Then he will know what real hard-working money is called. I face-palmed myself, fuck I once again call Agastya my husband. When will I stop addressing him as my husband? I must not forget that I divorced him. We are divorced now. And we have not contacted with each other for over three years now. I am pretty much sure that he must have found some pretty woman by now. I just hope she ain't good looking as me, she ain't good in giving him butterflies as me. Even though Agastya has moved on, I still want to be the in his mind all the time. I want to be the one who he imagined while running himself. I grabbed the glass of wine and chugged it down my throat in one gulp.

Abram~"We are set to open our franchise in the States. The board said the coming month will be the best time--"I got up from the sofa and walked away from my team without saying anything. I know it's rude but I don't care. They all work for me and I pay them shit load of money, so I can behave however I want. And right now I want to be with my wife, in her embrace. I haven't seen her for a whole one hour because of this stupid work. I climbed upstairs to go to our room. Yes our room where she must be reading a book or might be sleeping. I pushed the door inside and inhaled the sweet scent and closed my eyes for a moment as the warmth engulfed me. The warmth that was absent for sometime is, now here. She spreads that coziness in our room with her mere presence. I locked the door behind me and my gaze found her sitting at the bay of the window, reading something. A smile broke onto my lips as I watched her groaning in annoyance as strands of her hair disturbed her reading. I

Meera~It was blood. The raw red blood gushing out of his wrist. His eyes were closed, chest not rising and falling because he is not breathing. His lips had turned blue I can see the outlines of them. They look cold, begging me to give them some warmth. But I couldn't move my feet, just watch as paramedics rushed him past me, as if they didn't see his wife standing at the doorway. He disappeared, he didn't call for me, why? Did he really gave up on me that easily? The man who would roam behind me all the time, the man who never keeps his hands off me, the man who would talk to me all the time even when I am silent. That man gave up on me. He didn't think about his pigeon, not even once. Doesn't he want me anymore? Doesn't he need me? But it's fine, I know his tactics he is manipulative and I was rude to him. And he is going to make it alive. I know he is going to, because he himself said he can't live without me and that meant he can't live without me anywhere. Be it hell or

Meera~Why did this happen is it because I killed Charlotte? But it wasn't Ian 's fault. I killed lottie I should be dead not Ian. He promised he would never do drugs, then why? Why didn't he think about me? Why didn't he think that how would I live without him. He was the half of my soul and now he is gone. I am incomplete without him. I am lost. I don't know what to do without him. I lay down on my bed, and grabbed the letter he left for me. Opening it I started to read it again. 'Dear MeeraMy meepieYou know I never cared if I never got into a good relationship because for me you are my everything. You are my no. 1 . But I am tired now, dad wants to send me asylum to cure my illness, that is being gay. I tried to change and hated god for making me gay. Maybe in other life I will be born as a straight man and have you as my wife. Please be with me in next life too. But for now, goodbye. I know my death will break you but I know you are strong and you will understand. Until we

Abram~Moon. I don't know what, but she has this weird fascination with the moon that she would sit at the very same place everyday and stare at it. Its been four days since she left me, since I failed to find her even after having too many resources. She is alive, I know it. Her mother says she will Kill herself but I know her better she won't. She is so strong. She just needs time. The stars are shinig brightly today, they are the indication that she is safe and will get back to me , soon. Maybe she doesn't want to be found, that's why she is hiding herself away from me. But she doesn't realize that there is someone who is yearning for her, every minute and it is getting harder for him to even breathe without her. She also doesn't realize that I love my life and she is my life. So, I will do everything possible to bring her back, even if that meant to collide heaven and hell together. A smile broke onto my lips as I saw her blue scarf hung over the dressing table. She is jus

Abram~'You don't want to do this, please stop''Please stop, Abram''I don't want it this way, this is wrong''You always hurt me''You are a monster''Leave me, you monster''Monster''Monster''Monster'My eyes jolted open, as her voice echoed in my ears and for the first time in two months I feel nothing, no anger, no pain nothing. Only numbness. This was just a nightmare, this can't be true. I can't do this to my wife. She is too precious and I am not a monster. Yes, I shouldn't have tattoed her, but I am not a monster. "Pigeon--".No response. I look at my side and her side of the bed was empty. She was not here. My pigeon, my wife she is not here with me. A lone tear rolled down from my eye, as guilt started to seep inside me. "I am sorry baby" I whispered. Our room was dark, but I could see the daylight peeking through blinds. But I don't deserve even this ounce of daylight. Because if she is not in my life, my life is dark and after what I have put her through I deser

Abram~"Leave me, you monster" She screamed at my face, her eyes red and tears were streaming down from her eyes, just like mine. My heart broke, I feel as if someone is twisting the knife inside my heart , mercilessly. "Pigeon--" I saw her chin wobbling, I forwarded my hands to pull her in my arms, she is sobbing uncontrollably. I have never seen my wife like this before and it is hurting me too. What have I done? "Meera--" I called out for her again but she didn't say anything and in a blink of an eye she ran away from me. I strode after her trying to catch her, but before I could hold her she slammed the door on my face. "Wife--open the fucking door" I screamed and tried to open the door but she locked it from outside. "You can't run away from--Meera" I banged on the door but she didn't come. I took the vase and threw it against the wall, causing it to shatter into pieces, just like my heart. How could she run away from me? I know my method was wrong but my intentions were