Minarva Priyadarshini
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- A Surrogate Mother By Minarva PriyadarshiniMinarva Priyadarshini · 4 min read · 359 readsA couple's dream of parenthood takes an unexpected turn. Will their unconventional solution bring them happiness, or reveal deeper wounds?Drama
- Another Blue Umbrella By Minarva PriyadarshiniMinarva Priyadarshini · 4 min read · 324 readsA simple gift, an unspoken love, and a tragic loss. Mr. Steve’s journey of art and memories is more than just a story. It’s a reminder of the fragility of life.Drama
- The sands of time By Minarva PriyadarshiniMinarva Priyadarshini · 5 min read · 297 readsA peaceful beach hides a dark secret. When a mother and child uncover a buried knife, they uncover a chilling past that no one could have predicted.Crime
- House No- 258 By Minarva PriyadarshiniMinarva Priyadarshini · 5 min read · 59 readsIn the quiet outskirts of town, at the end of a long, winding road, stood House number 258. The house had an eerie presence, its windows dark and its walls covered in ivy that seemed to strangle the lHorror
- HumanityMinarva Priyadarshini · 4 min read · 394 readsThe sun was about to set. People were rushing towards the railway station. Some people were waiting for their respective trains. Some people were arriving at the station. There was a huge rush at thisTragedy
- SanjivaniMinarva Priyadarshini · 5 min read · 430 readsBirju was a young boy living in a small village in Koraput (Odisha). He was 19 years old. He lost his father within a few months of his birth, and for him, his mother was everythingInspirational
- A Train To DelhiMinarva Priyadarshini · 3 min read · 181 readsI saw some mysterious eyes staring at meInspirational
- A Lost DiaryMinarva Priyadarshini · 3 min read · 247 readsI opened my eyes. It's already morning. The train was moving at its maximum speed where I could see the shadows of greenery outside through the window. It seemed like everyone needs few hours more napDrama
- The Morning TrainMinarva Priyadarshini · 3 min read · 357 readsIt's 5:30 am. There was fog around just like someone wearing a dusky jacket.Romance
- The Locked BoxMinarva Priyadarshini · 3 min read · 110 readsHe held the box and key and tried to open it. After that, a ray of light falls on the floor and some glittering dust were aggregating to form something. His eyes became wide open.Fantasy
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