the revelations begin…

Chapter 41 Ashok chitthappa disconnected the call… that was very typical of him whenever he...

intruder strikes…

Chapter 33 Avanti typed in the access code at their home… she was all excited...

The first blow…

Chapter 12 It was Monday. Four days since she last saw him or even heard...

The Raaga of Return

  This is a short story entry for the Artoons writers room. The prompt is :...

Mirror mirror on the wall….

The mirror is my best friend because when I cry it never laughs. -Charlie Chaplin “Amma…?” Shalini...

Hello, I am Priya Nayak-Gole.

This website is built with the sole aim of bringing together all my work under one roof. It contains full-length 'novels', Short stories, including Minitales and poetries.

I love to read and review books as well so do check out the Book review section. Last but not the least, most of my work often includes disability and mental health awareness. Check out the segment 'Clinicologues'

The stories are all a figment of my imagination and an attempt to weave words and build up the fiction villa. I hope you all like it. Looking forward to hearing from you!

Love
Priya

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