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Join Me on Facebook Tonight!

Hello Friends,

I know you all are gearing up for the weekend. It’s Friday, and you must be having some plans for the evening.

The two much-talked about movies that are releasing today are Haseena Parkar and Newton. So, which one are you watching tonight?

If you would ask me, my choice would be Newton over Haseena Parkar because I would prefer Rajkumar over Shraddha Kapoor. Just kidding!

So, that was all about today’s new bollywood movie releases. Now, some of you perhaps prefer a silent dinner date rather than watching a movie.

That’s perfectly awesome. It’s a good way to rekindle your love if you have been married for quite some time. And, for bachelors and spinsters, there’s nothing like looking into their beloved’s eyes while a candle flicker in the cool evening breeze.

But, in case, on an off chance, if you aren’t doing either of these two, I would like you to join me on Facebook.

Because I really want to know you and talk to you. Yeah, I know, it’s a cover reveal event for RENEGADE, but for me it’s more like a LIVE interaction with my friends.

I’ll be there for one complete hour. We will chat and get to know each other. And in case you have any questions related to writing, not exactly novel writing but short story writing as well, I would love to answer them.

You know what, I recently secured a spot in Top 50 TOI Write India Season 2. My short story helped me achieve this recognition. If you would also like to participate in TOI and competitions similar to TOI but don’t know how to begin with, I will help you out.

Ask your questions. This is the golden chance if you want to begin writing. Make a list of your questions and keep it handy as you chat with me on Facebook.

Not only this, if you have any other questions that are not related to writing, you can ask them, and I would love to address them.

So, I think that’s it for now. Join me on Facebook today evening at 6 pm. I will wait for you.

For now, you can keep yourself busy by reading PARADISE COVE – 3 BOOK SET: PARADISE COVE SERIES

An engaging three-book collection: When sisters Kayla, Taylor, and Brittany inherit guest cottages in beautiful Paradise Cove, they also wind up finding their true loves. Heartwarming and sexy!
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Hope you all have FREE KINDLE READING APP on your mobile to read the e-books.

That’s it for now. See you in the evening at 6 pm on my Facebook Page

~MH

Cover Reveal Party of Renegade – An Unfamiliar Love Story and a Free Ebook

Hello Friends,

So, what’s up this weekend? If there are no dinner dates and movie plans this Friday evening, I request you to join me on Facebook for the cover reveal party of RENEGADE – AN UNFAMILIAR LOVE STORY.

I’m eagerly waiting to talk to you. This party is not just a cover reveal party, but we can discuss a lot of other things too.

I’ll be there on my Facebook Author Page for one complete hour, between 6 pm to 7 pm. You can ask me anything you want to from books to writing, to editing, publishing and even marketing.

If you are an aspiring writer and want to write, this is gonna be a golden chance for you to ask your questions from an author who has successfully written and self-published 4 books in a row.

You are free to ask anything, even if it’s not related to writing or books.

You know what, I had written a blog post “How To Compliment a Girl You Like” a couple of months ago. And that post has received the maximum number of visits till date. If you have any questions like this, you can ask, and I will be happy to answer it.

So don’t miss the chance. Let’s get to know each other. Hang on with me on Facebook on September 22, 2017, between 6 pm to 7 pm.

We will chat, and I’ll answer all your questions.

For now, you can keep yourself busy by reading His Christmas Miracle by Dani Collins that is FREE to download from Amazon (I think only for today so rush before the Free offer expires.)

Hope you have the Free Kindle App on your mobile to read this e-book.

If not, download the Free App here and enjoy reading this quirky Christmas romance two months before Christmas 🙂

That’s it for now, see you on Friday, September 22, 2017, at 6 pm, sharp. 🙂

Talk soon! I will wait for you 🙂

~MH

Win a Kindle Copy of My Book

Hey Guys,

Now, you can have a chance to win a Kindle copy of one of my books. All you got to do is to reply to this mail in either A or B. And, five lucky repliers will get a free digital copy of my book Camouflage – Lost and Found.

I’m waiting to hear from you. Reply to this post in either A or B and join me on September 22, 2017, for the cover reveal event on my Facebook Author Page

and also to claim your free Kindle copy of my hot and racing romantic suspense book Camouflage.

For now, I’m sharing with you a short summary of RENEGADE, so it will be easier for you to related with the cover.

RENEGADE – SHORT SUMMARY

Small town girl Ruchika moves to a big city of Bangalore with dreams of becoming independent, finding a job, and standing on her own feet.

As soon as she joins college, her attention is captured by young and handsome Rajeev. Unknown of what destiny has in store for her, she falls for Rajeev, thinking that Rajeev is indeed the man of her dreams only to realize he wasn’t the hero she thought he would be.

I’m sharing both of the cover images with you. You can tell me your choice and help me choose the cover of Renegade.

Reply to this post just by typing A or B, and I would be really grateful for your help.

The final cover will be revealed on my Facebook Page on September 22, 2017, so don’t miss the event. Like my Facebook Author Page now and get to know all the updates related to free promotional days of RENEGADE and to claim your free gift of Camouflage.

Today’s Mantra: Keep doing your best and success will come knocking at your door. Be happy and spread happiness.

Love You Guys. Talk Soon!

PS: Please reply me by typing your choice. Either A or B. 🙂 before September 22, 2017, to claim your free gift. And, yeah don’t forget to visit my Facebook Page. There’s a hell lot of cool stuff there for the romantic souls.

~MH

How To Get Your Book Published Within Next 30-90 Days!

Do you want to write a book but have no idea how to go about? Have you already written a few paragraphs and even a few pages and got stuck up with? Read this before you find yourself trapped in a maze of procrastination and self-doubt.

Writing is a mode of self-discovery and book writing requires a lot of discipline, patience, and self-motivation. It’s a lonely job. You got to come out of your comfort zone. You got to free yourself. You got to push yourself hard to reach a stage where thoughts flow freely.

Now, who the heck wants to do that much of hard work? Who wants to spend days (if you’re a homemaker) or nights (if you are in a day job) writing and writing and only writing?

Make no mistake writing is a tough job…But, if you are one of those aspiring authors who has got everything—the patience, the discipline, and the self-motivation but struggles with penning down your first book, I have got you covered.

Now, you must question who I am and what makes me qualified to give you this gyaan? Well, it’s my multiple years of writing and indie publishing in varied space in both fiction and non-fiction.

I recently secured a position in top 50 writers in an All India Level Competition (Times of India – Write India, Season 2). From experience and successfully indie publishing almost 50 books in different pen names, you can be assured that you are in good hands and that you will learn from someone who has been there and done that!

I was a naïve when I wrote my first book. I didn’t know there was so much needed to be done to make the book a product. A pretty package your audience can’t overlook.

After spending hours in front of my computer, writing, and revising endlessly, I couldn’t work out what lacks in my work, where do I lag behind…This took me into a vicious circle of poor progress, want of motivation to write and ever increasing self-doubt that ultimately pushed me away from writing and making excuses for not doing it…

The wisdom dawned upon me when I got some severe criticism about my first work. I went into a mode of more self-doubt. Thinking about whether I would ever be able to write again or not. But, instead of going back into the comforting cocoon, I preferred challenging myself. I became my own self-critique and started assessing my work from a reader’s eye.

This indeed helped me a lot. I took it up as a challenge. I went through a number of online resources, read books on writing, attended creative writing workshops, and took writing coaching. And, then after gathering all the information I wrote one more book. And the package that came out after months of hard work was indeed the one I was proud of.

But it took me three years to reach this stage. For an author their best book is always the one that’s getting published next! So watch out for this one that is being released this October…I digress…

Anyways coming back to the point, you see how long my writing journey was. Three years of hard work. And that is the time most of the people will take if they do things on their own…But I’m not telling you all this to scare you about the entire “writing process”. I am telling you all this because you don’t have to wait that long as I am here to help you.

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Today’s post is about readers and reading. And, at the end, there are some cool surprises for you. So, if you want to have a fun weekend, read this…

You know what John Green has said about books

Books are the ultimate Dumpees: put them down and they’ll wait for you forever; pay attention to them and they always love you back.”

A bad day at work, hot talk with your partner, or a sudden shocking heartbreak, books can be your true savior.

Pick a good book and you won’t regret. Reading is a therapy that heals your brain and calms your heart and body.

I can say this because I have experienced this myself. I had been severely affected by premenstrual syndrome. Irritability, mood swings, lack of concentration took a toll on my family life.

This went on for a couple of years until one day. And that day, I decided to overkill it. I decided that whenever I feel depressed I will pick up a book and finish it. No matter what.

And believe me, it worked like a magic. My cranky behavior is the thing of the past. Now, I feel relaxed, happy, and rejuvenated throughout the month.

Earlier I used to buy or borrow books from the libraries, but now I can read it on my mobile and tablet.

You can do the same.

Free Classic Romance BooksI know nothing can beat the feel of a paperback but if you look at the utility factor, e-books are far easier to buy, read, and carry along. You can carry thousands of e-books in your mobile and travel around the world. Something you can’t do with the paperbacks.

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~MH

Romantic Short Story: Her Sister’s Ex

Happy Monday! Folks.

It’s Monday and I’m here with yet another weekly shot of love short. This week’s romantic short story is about how love happens in the most unexpected circumstances. Enjoy!

Title: My Sister’s Ex

“Ok, so just because he’s your sister’s ex-fiancé, you will bury your feeling inside your heart.”

“Yeah, of course. I can’t afford to destroy my relationship with Tiara.”

“But, she has dumped him or vice versa. They are no longer together. So, it’s not unfair if you are searching your prospects with the same guy.”

“But, Tiara would never accept my relationship with Dev. She still thinks he’ll come back to her, apologize to her.”

“Apologize. For what?”

“She thinks she hasn’t done any wrong, and it was Dev whose idiosyncrasies led to the breakup. I think she still loves Dev.”

“This isn’t loving Jule. Love isn’t about taking your partner for granted. And, I think you know this better.”

Naomi’s words stirred Jules’ emotions for Dev. She knew what love was. And after that sizzling unforgettable night at Dev’s yacht, she knew she would never fall for any other guy like she had fallen for Dev.

While on the other hand, Dev thought that a twelve year age difference between him and his ex’s sister was something that couldn’t be ignored. He would never ask Jule to sacrifice her youth for a thirty-seven-year-old sailor who himself didn’t know where the tides would take him.

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“Hey Julie, what a pleasant surprise?” Tiara hugged her younger sister before pulling her inside the house.

“Looks, like you’re going somewhere?” Jule surprisingly asked her sister.

“Yeah, Gage is coming to pick me up for a dinner date?”

“What?”

“Yeah, my cute lil sis, the filthy rich Gage Mansor of Reva Chain of Hotels was here last night. And we really had a cool time together, you know.” Tiara unrolled one tendril of her brown curls, her eyes shining mischievously.

Jules’ brow furrowed. “I can’t believe you. You just had a breakup.”

“Life’s all about moving on, darling, and the faster you do this the better your chances of winning the game.”

“And, what if Dev comes back.”

“I wish if he were.”

“I don’t get you, Tia.”

“I must say Dev was hot. He knows what a woman wants in bed. If he comes back I can’t miss the opportunity of spending a night or two with him.”

“You’re evil, Ti. You are gonna cheat both Dev and Gage.”

“Why not? Why should boys have all the fun?”

The honk of Gage’s Merc was loud enough to put a brake on the endless confrontation between Jule and Tiara.

“Gotta go now, sis. I think we need to talk about it later.”

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Dev…Dev…

Jule couldn’t see Dev’s boat at the anchorage. She felt paralyzed realizing that Dev had already sailed away, but breathed back to life when his husky voice entered her ears.

“Hey, how are you.”

Romantic Short Story: My Sister's Ex, www.mariyamhasnain.comShe spun around. “Hey, I’m good. How are you?”

He shrugged his shoulders as his eyes crinkled under the blazing afternoon sun. “I’m okay. Not as good as I was that night.”

A blush rose to her cheeks thinking about the passion of that silent night. The night when they dissolved into each other in the middle of the ocean, on Dev’s yacht.

“Where’s your boat?”

“Shawn has taken it for a day. Got to propose his long-time girlfriend. And they want to do it on the waves, like us.”

Her gaze dipped to the shimmering sand bed. She scrunched her toes inhaling the woodsy fragrance of his cologne. He neared her and caged her tiny waist in his strong arms.

“I gotta tell you something about Tiara.” She looked in his eyes.

“Why?”

“Because I don’t want you to suffer again. She’ll break your heart if you go back to her. She is planning to double cross you and her new boyfriend both.”

He cleared the stray strands of hair from her face pushing them back behind her ears.

“Are you ready to date a man who’s twelve years older than you, who goes where the waves take him?”

“You talk about dating when I’ve already fallen for a wayward sailor who’s a decade older than me.”

“Have you?” He lifted her chin up on his fingers.

“Yes, I have.”

~End~

Did you like what you read? If you did, please don’t forget to share.

I would appreciate if you take little of your time out and leave a comment. I personally read all the comments and reply. I would love to hear from you.

Talk Soon!

~MH

Book Review: The Boy Who Loved by Durjoy Datta

The boy who loved by Dujoy Datta was published recently…and is currently in the Top selling category on amazon in contemporary romance. Further ahead I am going to critically review this book.

I don’t have to tell you why people read books… But many of us read books to dive deep into the thought process, experience the tell-tale, and above all for being entertained. Some do it just for the “author reader tizzy” where in reader guesses what’s coming and likes the unexpected whereas the author loves being unpredictable and beating the reader’s thought process.

I am sure you will avoid a book that will leave you disheartened, dejected, despaired, gloomy, and sad. But then some of the most popular fiction works carry unexpected dash of everything that’s life… a story with issues, problems and times and then how they deal with it in gloom, pain, despair or even having a great time.

So If you are open minded about reading little darker side of life and also being entertained, look no further as Durjoy Datta’s latest book—The Boy Who Loved.

Now I am not reviewing this book to tell you that everything is great with this book, in-fact I am going to do a “critical autopsy” that will let you pick this book with confidence and read it without being lured into setting an unreasonable expectation.

However,you should also understand that reading further from here will let you know more about this book than you might want.

Plot and Storyline: The Boy Who Loved is a story of an insecure teenager, Raghu Ganguly, who is hung in the dilemma of committing suicide. Raghu looks out for the taller and the tallest building in and around his house for his vested interest.

He thinks he has killed his best friend Sami by drowning him into the swimming pool. This guilt never leaves Raghu, and he wants to end his life.

However, in the middle of the book, a sudden stroke of luck gives Raghu all reasons to rethink about ending his life. And that happens when he feels inclined towards fellow classmate Brahmi Sharma.

Brahmi has her own bleak past…Like her sudden disappearances, the cut marks on her wrist, and her suspicious behavior attract Raghu towards her, and the two fall in love with each other.

Later, Raghu finds out that just like him Brahmi too is possessed by suicidal tendencies.

There are several ups and down in the book and in Raghu’s life for that matter. He carries dislike for his parents, his friends, his brother. He also hates his neighbors. In fact, he hates everyone in the world except Brahmi and his brother’s wife whom he calls Boudi.

The plot is weak, and the story is fractured. No groundwork is laid before introducing an event or a scene. The reader is left wondering what is going on and where did that come from. One such instance is the sudden portrayal of the death of one of the supporting characters towards the end of the book.

Characters: The book has quite a bunch of intriguing and really crazy characters including the lead pair Raghu and Brahmi. The characters are painted to be more on the unbelievable side. Characters seem to be unlikable, clumsy, and quite irritating at times.

Raghu and Brahmi both are highly unlikable and unrealistic as well. You can’t work out how he looks like. There is no physical description of the character named Raghu or the character named Brahmi, the lead pair, let alone the other supporting characters.

It’s hard to connect to any of the characters of the book. Reason—all the characters including the main ones fall flat throughout the read. It appears the author gets so much involved in giving readers a bumpy ride that he loses out on developing his characters, making them vivid so that readers can visualize them, feel a connection with them, or relate to them. I don’t know anything about Raghu except that he is a gawky teenager with suicidal tendencies, a bookworm, and is preparing for the IITs. (Tell me if I was wrong after you read the book)

As far as the character of Brahmi is concerned, I can work out that she is a mysterious girl who despite being the monitor of her class remains alone and aloof. She bunks classes and goes to have milkshakes and burgers during school hours. And, yeah, she also suffers from maniac behaviors and suicidal tendencies. All other characters of Maa, Baba, Dada, Boudi, Raghu’s friends just seem like fillers except Didima. I, in fact, enjoyed reading about her. I find her character believable and realistic. Her mental condition is described nicely, and I appreciate the author for creating such a lively and vibrant character of a sick fussy old lady like Didima.

Scenes and Narrative Summary (Show versus Tell) and Pacing:

  • The book is a complete tell-tale as Raghu is writing a diary. There are very few occurrences where you can actually feel any action or things happening. This slows down the pace of the book. There are high chances that you might feel bored by the drag the book offers. Perhaps, you will skim through the pages to reach the end. Perhaps, you put the book in the DNF (Do Not Finish) category.
  • The author appears struggling with creating actionable scenes and sequences to make the book lively. It is a dull boring read that is largely depended on its illogically written prose or narration. Misused words, misspelled words, missing punctuation, wrong word choices are found in abundance.
  • There are certain extra-long sentences that are hard to read and decipher contributing to the readability issues.
  • There are some missing punctuation errors. Example: Unlike me he doesn’t have to pretend to be happy. A comma is needed after unlike me. There are many more occurrences like this throughout the book.
  • There are quite a lot of passive sentences throughout the book that make the writing even weaker and harder to read.
  • There are some strange word choices and quite a lot occurrence of flowery or purple prose. It appears as if the author has opened the thesaurus and replaced the easy words with its difficult counterparts. Even the mundane things are described with great difficulty.
  • If you’re an avid reader, the one thing that is going to bother you throughout the read is verb inconsistencies. The author suddenly jumps from the past to present and vice versa within the same paragraph and often within the same sentence without letting you catch your breaths. This can make it harder for you to realize if the things are happening at present or they had already happened in the past.

Ex1: One-such example is “It makes her happy. Maa’s obsession and deep love for me is now old news. Maa had no choice in the matter.” (No paragraph change. The first two sentences are present tense the third sentence is in past tense)

Ex2:  What if she woke up looking for me and finds me gone? (Within the same sentence one past and one present tense.)

Ex3: My heart fluttered and it shows in the picture that was clicked.

  • There are quite a lot of meaningless sentences, and the reader will have a hard time to decipher what the author or in fact Raghu is trying to communicate.

Ex1: As I am often wont to do, during the first week I lied to myself that I hadn’t been looking for her face in others.

What does the highlighted sentence mean? May be it’s an editing error, I wonder…

Some more “construction issues”.

Ex2: “If we were serious about it we would have done it by now, not matter what the means.”

“The teachers would think Sahil was in on it as well. Let it go,” said Brahmi.

And when it did, Brahmi and Sahil passed the piece of paper between each other, disbelief writ large on their face. (I think it should be—disbelief written large on their faces. Isn’t it?)

“Why are you here? I thought I had made it plenty clear that we shouldn’t have to do anything with each other.” (What is plenty clear—again an editing error?)

“I think I was plenty clear that we shouldn’t be in touch anymore.” (Is it pretty clear?)

All our meetings post her joining work clicked into place and I realized she had never not worn full-sleeved shirts. (never not together?)

Baba wasn’t just words. He had papers drawn up that said Boudi and Boudi alone, if and when she changes her religion, would be the sole heir to all that the Ganguly’s owned.

  • There are certain unhygienic descriptions in the book. Perhaps, the author has tried hard to trigger some kind of emotional response in the reader. But a reader like me simply gets withdrawn and feels extremely yucky and disgusted reading the bitch delivering a puppy on a girl’s skirt and then the girl goes to attend her class in the same uniform.

Dialogues: Dialogues are wooden and stilted across the board, no matter between whom the conversations are taking place.

If you’re an avid fiction reader, you must know how irritating it is to see numerals written in the dialogues. Yeah, you can read numerals in the narrative but not in the dialogues.

Ex1: “Where were you, Dada? Don’t tell me you were at the office like you told Maa. I called and they said you had left at 9. So where were you” I asked.

Ex2: “Zubeida? Where? How? Till 3.”

Ex3: “I’m working at a call centre in Gurgaon. It’s a shit place to live in but the job is good, pays me Rs 8000.”

I would prefer something like this—“It’s a shit place to live in, but the job is good, pays me eight thousand bucks.”

There are many more occurrences like this.

Scene Transitions: The other problem that can keep you drawing away from the book is that there are no # or * signs to separate the time frames or the scenes or events. Everything goes in continuation. The author jumps from one day to another and from one week to another without giving the reader any hint about the upcoming.

Scene transitions would have been improved and also consecutive paragraphs are not succinct.

Modal Verb Abuses: The two modal verbs that are abused throughout the book are “Used To” and “Would Have.”

There is one whole chapter dedicated to “Would Have” where each and every sentence of a chapter has one or two or even three would have’s.

Ex: In the first few microseconds, Dada would have taken it lightly, thought the flame would be little and brief, but in the very next moment, he would have thought otherwise, his body floating, golden flames licking every part him. He would have felt the searing heat, he would have felt the skin melt off him, his organs would have singed.

Overall Impression: The Boy Who Loved by Durjoy Dutta is one strange romance novel…But yet entertaining and original.

To me, the book often reads like a Young Adult Psychological Suspense novel. Sometimes, it reads like a General Knowledge book detailing the affairs and events that took over the country during the 40s, 50s, 60s, 70s, 80s, and 90s.

Sometimes it sounds like a philosophical book preaching about life and death, pain and pleasure, good and bad and so more. But not a single time, not even once and not even for a fraction of a second it feels like a romance novel to me.

The author keeps on enriching the reader with his immense general knowledge of 1947 partition to 1970s emergency to the Sikh riots to Gandhi’s death leaving the reader wandering if they have bought a contemporary romance book or a historical encyclopedia or a history textbook.

Also, at many places, it takes you to a zone where you think that perhaps something romantic is going to happen between Raghu and Brahmi but then disappoints you as the couple just roams the streets, drinks tea, smokes cigarettes, walks in the parks, hand in hand, but never gets physical. Raghu even sees Brahmi’s naked back and applies bandages on it, but never tries to kiss her to make her feel better…(I would have loved to take a romantic tailspin right there 🙂 )

To kiss or not and when is not something I can impose but then kiss is not always sexual. It can be a gesture of emotional support, bonding, sympathy…And I feel the book kind of  lacks these emotions.

The story is written in a way making it difficult to follow the story line. It jumps around, dropping in unrelated utterances. Scenes are left incomplete before moving on to something totally unrelated.

Overall, the story is quite depressing, and the ending can tip you off the edge. If you hate cliffhangers, the abrupt ending perhaps even leave you in a lurch.

All in all the love story is bit strangely placed…But I like the mix!

This was my take on The Boy Who Loved. Hope you liked my style of review and if you did do leave likes and comments to keep me motivated…and I will keep them coming.

Time for a cuppa coffee and a walk. Talk Soon!

Click Here to have a look inside of The Boy Who Loved

~MH

Romantic Short Story: The Bridesmaid

Hi Friends,

It’s Monday, and I’m here again with yet another heart-warming tale of love, romance, and happiness.

If you love outing at the beaches, I’m sure you’ll like today’s short love story set against the backdrop of a beach wedding.

See what happens when Katie Moss accidentally bumbs into her new boss, Jonathan Day, at her friend’s beach wedding.

The Bridesmaid

Have you ever thought about your own wedding?” Mom yelled folding my hot pants into a neat square.

“Mom, please. Not now.” My nose scrunched as I lay over my yellow bridesmaid’s dress on the iron table.

Today was my best friend’s Aanya’s wedding. I was so excited for the beach wedding that I was least interested in spoiling my mood. So, I just let go in front of mom.

“See, Anya that fat piglet is also getting married, and my slim and beautiful girl couldn’t bait a decent boyfriend.” Mom kept the folded clothes in the cupboard and started arranging the shoes, strewn all over on the carpet flooring.

Now, how could I tell mom for how long I had been eying my boss. The handsome and reserve Texas boy, Jonathan Day.

The first day I met him in the conference room, and he swept me off my feet. And, when I got to know I was appointed as a personal assistant to the new managing director of Hannah Cook Tours and Travels, I was all set to woo him.

But, all my efforts went in vain when the new appointee Ms. Tracy Elseworth started dropping into Jonathan’s cabin now and then.

The two had long meetings inside his closed cabin though I knew they were purely professional, and Jonathan only dictated press releases about the company’s new packages. However, I could smell something fishy brewing in between them. The way Tracy talked about Jonathan during our coffee or lunch breaks made me believe she was drooling over sexy and polite Jonathan.

“I’ll be late. Don’t wait for me for the dinner.” I put myself into the yellow sundress that snugly fitted onto my curves and scooted past mom. She was still busy in arranging my room.

I and mom stayed together in my two-bedroom apartment in the serene locality of Emerald Falls. My Dad left mom for his colleague when I was eight years old. Mom had some on and off flings during my growing up years, but she couldn’t adhere herself to anyone. Perhaps, the insecurity that a step parent could bring in always stopped mom from going forward in any of her relationships.

“It’s an afternoon wedding, isn’t it?” Mom shouted tailing me till the front door of my flat.

“Indeed it is but the wedding will be followed by a beach party and a reception at Tino’s. And I can’t come before Danny and Aanya leaves for the honeymoon. So, it will be late.”

“Tino’s, oh my, my. That plush restaurant on the Marina Beach.” Mom’s eyes widened with surprise.

“Yeah, that one.” I adjusted the sling of my purse on my shoulder before making my way to the exit.

“OK, keep me informed or I’ll call you.”

“I’ll call you if I couldn’t return by nine. Is that fine?” I finally spun and hugged her. How nervous she would get whenever I stepped out of the house. I had told her several times that I was no kid. That I was a twenty-eight-year-old woman, but she wasn’t ready to stop obsessing about her grown up 5 feet 7 inches tall daughter who had strawberry blond hair.

Whatever it was, I loved my mom and looked forward to tolerating her obsessive compulsive disorder tendencies till eternity. I wanted her to be with me all the time.

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The traffic was mild, and the ride to the Marina didn’t take more than twenty minutes. That’s what I liked most about the Emerald Falls. It was close to the beach, close to the city center, and close to my workplace too–The Hannah Tours and Travels Company.

“Shit, Again Jonathan Day has started messing up with my mind. Shoo…Go away, Mr. Jonathan. I ain’t let you enter my head.” The moment I rammed my thumb onto the touch button of the car audio, it started playing–Everything I do, I do it for you.

Bryan Adam helped me focus on the ride, and I reached the venue on time.

But, when I reached I saw Jonathan sitting on one of the several chairs arranged neatly on the sandy coast. The blue water shimmered under the golden afternoon sun.

My heart raced as he stood from his chair and sauntered toward me.

“Hello, Ms. Moss.”

“Oh, Hello, Mr. Day.” My voice wobbled as for the first time I noticed him looking at me, focused, unbothered. It wasn’t professional, wasn’t friendly, but something else. Perhaps, a stare of desire, a stare of love, full of passion and yearning.

Did he want me the same way I wanted him?

“I think there’s still some time for the wedding. Would you mind a stroll up to the Tino’s”

“What?” My brow furrowed. I never expected he would ask me to accompany him. He always avoided me at the office, never meeting my lustful glances. In fact, he all the time kept himself busy with Tracy. What happened today that he was asking me to go along with him for a beach walk?

“Stroll, Ms. Moss. Would you mind?” He gave me a quizzical look.

“Oh, no. Not at all. I would love to.”

“So, how was your day today?” he asked, tilting his head.

“It’s great…” I smiled, hiding my nervousness, as we strolled on the warm sand.

Nobody of us talked as we walked up to the Tino’s.

“I think it is still time. Would you like to grab a cup of coffee?” He asked, looking at his silver wristwatch.

To me, it sounded like an impromptu date but for him, I thought, it was just having some coffee with a colleague.

I was surprised when he pulled back a chair for me, but in the following breath, I quickly convinced myself. He was a gentleman and pulling back a chair for a woman who happened to be his PA was nothing more than a polite gesture or his way of making me feel comfortable.

When he seated across from me, I indeed had difficulty breathing and when he gazed me without saying a word as we waited for the coffee, it indeed made me feel hot down there.

“Ms. Moss. I want to ask you something.”

“Oh, yeah, sure Mr. Jonathan.”

“I always wondered where I stand with you, but I think now is the right time to stop standing and start walking along with you.”

“I couldn’t get you, Mr. Day.” My eyes crinkled at the corners.

“Would you like to come for a dinner with me tonight? Anyways, the wedding will get over by evening.”

“What?”

“Oh, it’s perfectly fine, Ms. Moss if you have someone else. I just…” He wiped a hand over his sweaty forehead and then loosened his red silken tie knot.

“No. No. No. I mean… Yes. I mean I would love to go for a date. I mean dinner with you.”

“That’s great, Ms. Moss. So let’s get going… I think we are here for Danny’s wedding.”

“Aanya’s wedding. I’m here for Aanya’s wedding.” I shook my hand.

“Oh, Okay. For me, it’s Danny’s wedding.”

~End~

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Romantic Short Stories: The Billionaire’s Wife

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It’s Monday, and I’m here with yet another steaming shot of short love stories. Hope you’ll like it.

 

Title: The Billionaire’s Wife

 

“I got to do this to save my business. There’s no other way.” Kate murmured under her breath as she stepped out of her antique shop and waited for the taxi.

Kate was a virgin and didn’t know that she was heading to an uncharted territory. A night full of passion and Kate ended up losing her V-card to Dave.

An unexpected pregnancy compelled Kate to think and rethink about her marriage of convenience with sexy billionaire Dave Hunt.

“Oh, so you’re back.”

“Yeah, I need funds to pay the bills.”

“Transferred.” Dave hit a button on his laptop and gazed at Kate with his mischievous eyes.

“What I have to do now?” She smacked her lips in anticipation.

“Nothing new. The same thing which you had been doing for the past three months. You have to pose as my wife in front of my parents. They’ll stay with us for a month and you have to behave like a well-obedient daughter-in-law.”

“Well-obedient?” Her eyes narrowed as anger boiled within her.

“Yeah, no more late nights at your old goods shop in the downtown. You would rather be finishing your work as early as five and be home at six to have a family dinner with us.”

“But, this was not in the contract.” She shot an angry stare at him.

“You know what, Kate, I never had any trouble with getting girls. Women throw themselves at me. I just have to stand and wait for them to come to me. You should feel lucky that I pick you. I still have options. If you…” His angular jaw clenched as he stood from his chair and swaggered around her.

“Okay, fine. I’ll be home at six and will have dinner with your parent. But after that can I get back to work?”

“Sure. You can use my car.”

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Romantic Short Stories: The Billionaire's Wife“Where the hell are you, Kate?” Dave tossed his smartphone on the bed, loosening his tie knot with the other hand.

Rain lashed the car top. The storm had set in.

“It’s six. She should be home.” He muttered as he drove through the overpass to reach the downtown.

His car halted in front of Kate’s Antique Store.

He pushed open the door and there she was. Kate stood on the other side of the customer’s counter showing some antique pieces of jewelry to an old couple.

Dave’s presence was commanding, his cologne even stronger.

Kate lifted her head and saw him shooting daggers at her from all the way across the shop. His gaze scalded her heart. So intense. She begged an excuse from the couple and gestured Dave to meet her in the guests’ lobby.

“You here? What’s wrong. You don’t look good. Is everything okay?” Her mouth twisted, eyes widening. She couldn’t believe that Dave could ever visit her small rustic shop.

“How can you be so irresponsible?”

“How could you say that?” She felt heat building inside her, flushing her cheeks.

“What are you doing here? Entertaining your customers? How could you do this? At least, you could have called me but no, you were so busy. And the best part is that you’re not picking up your phone.” His firm grasp on her shoulders tightened as his eyes emitted heat of anger, desperation, restlessness, all mixed.

“Why do you want me now, Mr. Dave? You renewed the contract for a month, till your parents are here. And, if I’m not wrong Mrs. and Mr. Hunt left the town last night. We both saw them off at the airport.”

Sky fell on him.

“Shit. How can I…” His hands slipped off her arms. Massaging his forehead, he glanced her way. “Anyways… by what time you’ll be free.”

“Just this couple and I’m closing the store.”

“Cool. I’ll be waiting for you.” He came close and held her hands, his eyes reading her thoughts.

“And, why do you wait for me, Mr. Hunt.”

“Because I don’t want my pregnant wife to return home all alone in the stormy night.”

“So, you still think I’m your wife even when the contract is over.”

“What proof do you want, Kate? Do you want me to show you my heart? Can’t you just understand?”

“Understand what?”

“That I want you back in my life. And this time, without a contract.”

 

~End~

 

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Romantic Short Stories: That Special Someone

Here comes this week’s romantic short story:

Title: That Special Someone

“So, you think you can do this,” David asked Ashley as he pulled out a paper towel from the kitchen napkin holder and lay over a sea-green ceramic plate.

“What made you think I can’t?” She bumped her eyebrows and scowled, gently immersing the frying basket into the hot oil.

“Careful… it will splatter.”

“Ouch…” She whined with a tingle of burn on her hand.

“Shit. Are you alright? Hope you have not scalded your hand…”

“Chill. It’s just a minor burn.”

“Come on…” David dragged Ashley to the kitchen sink and held her hand under the cold running water.

“I’m alright. Let’s see if the wings are done.” She lifted her gaze and looked at him.

“Better you leave the kitchen in its owner’s hands and relax in the living room.” David pushed Ashley out of the kitchen to the cozy living room of his farm house, unknown of the fact that the woman he was living with for the past few months was a famous movie star.

Tired of her materialistic lifestyle and unnecessary show-off, Ashley left her house on a whim. She was seeking oblivion in someone’s close company when God granted her wish of finding a person who didn’t know a thing about her.

David appeared like an angel when Ashley knocked his country house in the middle of a stormy night. He politely took her in and since then they were living together.

Romantic Short Stories: That Special Someone“Here you go…” David set a cup of black coffee and a plate full of chicken wings on the coffee table.

“Where’s your coffee?” She asked looking up meeting his deep dark eyes.

“Way too much caffeine in my bloodstream. I’m on a coffee fast right now.”

“Oh, come on… You can’t be.” She stood and came close. “I’m not going to drink this stuff alone. You need to share this.” She raised the coffee mug to his lips, and he couldn’t resist taking a sip from the mug.

“Shall, I get another cup for you?” he asked as he sensed his heart melting by the sight of her thin pink lips. Something citrusy wafted in his nose as she edged closer to him and smiled, her green eyes twinkling like two shiny stars.

“Not needed.” She rotated the mug and carefully placed her lips at the steamy impression of David’s lips, sipping the hot beverage.

Their eyes did the talking as they came close, and the most awaited kiss happened. Their lips played for a while before they pulled back holding each other’s hands.

“I knew you’re a special woman.”He gazed into her eyes, a smile curving his mouth.

She shrugged, her brows furrowing. Her gaze dipped to the floor. “Special?”

“I know who you are.” He lifted her chin up with two fingers.

“I’m sorry I didn’t mean to hurt you. I should’ve told you but things were so beautiful I didn’t want to ruin them by telling you the truth.” Her forehead creased as tears blurred her vision.

He came close and dab the streaming tears on his fingers.

“Oh, baby. Don’t cry. We always dream a life that we don’t have. You can stay here as long as you want but you need to go back some day.”

“Will you miss me?” She sniffed looking in his eyes.

“Of course, I will miss you…”

“I don’t want to go back. I hate my celebrity status. Can I stay with you forever?”

“You can sweetheart but don’t give up on something you achieved with so much of hard work. You can drop in here anytime and can stay for as long as you want but you need to carry on. I hope you’re getting me.”

She smiled with eyes and mouth. New tears glazed her eyes as she went into David’s open arms.

~End~

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