Dzer Tershina
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Feels really good expressing thoughts in written form,I love to read books , write stories and articles
Stories (8/0)
The Lottery
The phone rang almost three times just as zara was setting the table for dinner. The sound was sharp and insistent, slicing through the peaceful hum of their small, suburban home. She wiped her hands on her apron and glanced at the clock on the wall 7:00 PM, right on time. They had just sat down for a quiet evening meal when the phone rang.
By Dzer Tershinaabout 6 hours ago in BookClub
The Reunion
The sun was setting over the schoolyard as the graduates of 2014 gathered for their ten year reunion. Laughter filled the air as friends caught up sharing tales of their lives post graduation. Among them was Sarah, who had been reserved in school but now exuded confidence as she mingled with the crowd.
By Dzer Tershina12 days ago in Fiction
Whispering House
In the heart of the mist-shrouded hills of Rajasthan, nestled in a forgotten village, stood a house that was both a haven of love and a bastion of horror. This ancient structure, known locally as Haveli Virsa, was a sprawling estate that had once belonged to a noble family. Now, its grandeur had faded, replaced by an aura of mystery and dread.
By Dzer Tershina26 days ago in Fiction
The Labyrinthine House
### The Labyrinthine House The room was dimly lit, with only slivers of light streaming through cracks in the old, wooden walls. The air was musty, carrying the scent of forgotten memories. One by one, they awoke, scattered around the room's edges, each on a separate cot.
By Dzer Tershinaabout a month ago in Fiction
A world where emotions are bought and sold,a young man named Elias discovers a hidden ,forbidden emotion that changes everything
In the bustling market of Serendia, emotions were traded like commodities. Stalls lined the cobblestone streets, each hawking bottles of joy, vials of sorrow, and flasks of anger. The most sought-after emotions—love, courage, and hope—were priced exorbitantly, accessible only to the wealthy. Common folk settled for cheaper, diluted feelings, their lives a blend of muted experiences.
By Dzer Tershinaabout a month ago in Writers
Love and hurt
--- In the heart of the bustling city, there was a small, unassuming café named "La Belle Vie." The café, with its ivy-covered walls and mismatched chairs, was a sanctuary amid the urban chaos. It was a place where people came to find solace, companionship, and, often, a taste of love.
By Dzer Tershinaabout a month ago in BookClub
