Unwind Novels & Stories

Josephine always dreamed of a carefree life. With freedom, a place to call her own and live by herself. She cut ties easily. She was selfish. But she had a secret. Something she hated herself for. She was someone's second choice. Someone who had lost his love. When he lost his mate, Zenon latched his feelings on the only person he saw. Josephine. She would never be his love, his true Luna. She would never be what his true mate was to him. But, Josephine became his getaway. She was the girl he never wished to have. She was the girl he took to forget his mate. When Josie finally decided to leave this toxic relationship, Zenon made sure he claimed her all to himself.

LUNA He removes his watch first. Then his tie. Then he tugs at his collar, undoing the first two buttons. His suit comes off next, and he rolls his shirt sleeves up to his elbows, exposing those roping veins along his forearms. His forearms always look hot. I never knew I could be attracted to forearms until Sandro came into my life and apparently ruined my standards for every other man.

**Torn Between Shadows** The night deepens around the cabin, the sky a heavy blanket of darkness. The trees sway ominously in the wind, casting long shadows that stretch toward the windows. Inside, the warmth from the fireplace contrasts with the icy tension that Jason’s sudden arrival has brought. The cabin, once a refuge, now feels small and suffocating. The three figures stand still, the silence thick with the weight of unsaid words.Ethan’s eyes narrow at Jason, fists clenching at his sides.

Goa which used to burst with tourists lays empty and barren now. The lockdown had just been lifted by the government. And Sanvika was hoping that someone comes by the restaurant. Shardul, Yashwanth, Tariq and Astrid joined her. Astrid with her six months pregnant belly. They all looked expectantly at the empty barren beach. Living with the last of their savings, they look out for their lifeline.

My father, me and a young boy who comes in on the weekend to restock. “Okay Cara, you have stalled enough.” I told myself. I pulled the stick out of the packaging and read the instructions. After sitting down and doing my business I put the stick aside, set my alarm and just sat there thinking. I wasn’t as worried about what my parents would think. They loved me unconditionally, of that I was certain. No, it wasn’t even Luka, well not really. I knew we were both young. I wouldn’t be 18 for another three months.

Her head is covered with chunri and wedding bangles ( chuda) was adorning her hands. He throw the towel on her indicating her to wipe his body. She came silently and standing behind him started to wipe his sweaty body with towel. Her fresh aura was making manik crazy and her sweet smell was just making manik aroused. Manik took off his t-shirt and told her to wipe him there too. Her firstly wipe his hairs and face and then bending down a little she started to wipe his hard sculpted chest. Her little fingers were pressing there were giving him unexplainable pleasure. In seconds he just pulled her in his laps and she squealed in fear.

The sounds were unmistakable. Late at night, I watched my son sleeping peacefully and let the grief wash over me in silence. My social media feed was flooded with photos Fiona had posted of her and Jasper traveling the world. Every new destination came with another photo. I scrolled through hundreds of them in a kind of masochistic daze, unable to stop myself. The comments section was full of their friends chiming in. [Living it up, huh? Your wife's at home having a baby and you're out globetrotting.]

When a gang of men posing as death-row escapees dragged me into the alley, my girlfriend and my best friend fell into a familiar rhythm and started playing freeze tag. I struggled ten feet away, desperate. They stood at the mouth of the alley without moving an inch. After I was finally rescued, Michael Sykes bounced up to me, grinning. "Brad, you're a champ. You actually managed a few syllables. A couple more scares like this, and you'll be talking again in no time." As he said it, he shot Diane Raynor a look, and the two of them fought to keep straight faces. I didn't need to look to know they'd already sent a video of me falling apart to the family group chat. Ever since I'd lost my

Fear coiled in my empty stomach as the werewolves moved toward me. My limbs were too weak to fight back, but that didn’t stop me from trying. I pushed against the ground, attempting to stand, but my knees buckled instantly. Beta Henry clicked his tongue. “Pathetic,” He muttered.

Her hands trembled slightly, but she forced herself to stay steady. She pushed her wheelchair back quickly, creating distance between them. Jessica was still screaming in pain, unable to open her eyes. Elowen pressed the control button on her wheelchair and moved away from the hallway as fast as she could. When she reached an open area outside the building, she finally stopped. “That was amazing,” Elowen muttered under her breath, her voice shaking slightly. It was not pride. It was relief. Her heart was still racing fast. She slowly placed the pepper spray back into the bottle holder on the side of her wheelchair.