Mariam_Khan_1061

Excerpt:

Before leaving, she leaned into my face whispering her answer in my ears, all the while pointing that gun at me, as if to mock my mortality because it was obvious enough that she could shatter my psyche with a mere thought. I had accepted my fate the moment she entered the house, yet it was her words which caused my face to turn ashen before it all went dark, " I have worn many faces in my lifetime, I am the face of someone's dreams while for others I am nightmare given flesh but the most famous face I've ever worn is the one that sailed a thousand ships."






WHAT IT IS ALL ABOUT:
It all started with those four words with which most tales began....
Once upon a time in a far, far land lived a princess.
But there's a tiny little change,this story is not about her nor is it about the prince who was one day to rule the land with an iron fist. This story is not about evil step mothers or of damsels in distress. It is not a tale of benelovent kings or submissive queens. This is not a tale as old as time. In fact this tale is about what yesterday was like, this tale is about today and about all the days to come and it will make you question your reality, and only those who can truly see will know the truth.

 But does it truly require an entire new world to make you question your existence or is one person enough to do so.... 

What if that one person is someone whom you thought you knew? What if this is a tale of a girl who carved out her own empire in the 21st century? What if this tale is about a boy fiercely loyal to her? What if this is the story of his betrayal? Or what if this story is something totally different? What if it does not revolve around the boy and the girl? What if you have to forge together the gaps in the story and discover the truth? What if this tale was never told?

Shadows of Illusions

A/N: To all the readers who have read the book so far, a huge thank you for believing in this book. Please do vote and comment. 


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The headache was a constant menace for the rest of the day so much so that I left early. The issue regarding Aaron left for another day. I barely managed to hold onto myself during the ride home, my mind swirling with the memories that surfaced today, ones which were kept under a lock since a long, long time.


I drove straight into my garage, not bothering to reply to the various greetings thrown my way. The car parked perfectly despite my nearly fading consciousness, I walked a brisk march towards my room, ignoring, or rather not being able to register her calling after me. The first thing I did as soon as entering the room was lock the door, heaving a sigh as I did so. I didn't like feeling vulnerable, this was as much vulnerability as I would allow myself to feel.


Hide and seek(sneak peek)