検索キーワード： 著者 "Anita" すべてのカテゴリー

La ville de Cinder Town regorge d'hommes et de femmes dangereux, qui grouillent dans les moindres recoins. Plongé dans l'ombre, Hush manipule la ville et ses habitants d'une main de maître sans que rien ni personne ne se mette en travers de son chemin. Quant à Ashlyn Frey, elle a choisi de se ranger et de devenir une honnête citoyenne, laissant derrière elle son passé trouble. Employée dans une galerie d'art, elle allie sa passion pour les œuvres uniques à sa volonté de rester sage.

Alice Storm war seit fünf Jahren nicht mehr auf der familieneigenen Privatinsel, nachdem sie sich von ihrer einflussreichen und überaus vermögenden Familie losgesagt hat. Doch der plötzliche Tod ihres Vaters führt sie und ihre Geschwister wieder auf die Insel. Dort erwartet sie eine überraschende Herausforderung: Sie müssen eine Woche gemeinsam auf der Insel verbringen, jede und jeder muss eine Aufgabe erfüllen – nur dann erhalten sie ihr Erbe.

The charming festive small-town romance for lovers of Bonnie Woods, Bella Osborne and Caroline Roberts Noémi Blanc loves happy endings. In fact, she runs a cozy bookshop brimming with them. Following a friend’s tragic accident, Noémi is sworn off adventures (and love), and even refuses to...

लोणच्यासारखं लग्न मुरलं की त्याचा एक साईडइफेक्ट म्हणजे अतिपरिचयात अवाज्ञा होऊन एकमेकांचा जाम कंटाळा वगैरे...

No one ever called me by my name again. Not Anjali, my given name or Kalyani, Madhavan's family had decided was to be my married name. All of them just called me Bonda....' Set in Chennai, Why I Killed My Husband is about a woman whose quiet dreams are destroyed day after day by what her...

"Six o'clock. There is about this time a certain weariness. An intensity of grey that makes a man feel life is passing him by and that there is no way he can control what is happening to him. He is helpless, for how can he prevent the thickening of his arteries or the clouding of his eyes?...

"The Witch stood at the intersection of 145th and Amsterdam Avenue and took a deep breath. The chill of the kerb perforated the ancient leather of her shoes, invaded her woollen socks and seeped into her bones" Listen to "the Witch Wife's Tale" written and narrated by Anita...

"There he sits. Tie-and-dye-robed, apple seeds coiled around his neck, beaming an aura of flower power. There he sits, deep in thought amidst his pot, roots, tubes, herbs, and the black cat with the raspberry tongue." Listen to "Come to bed, my Pretty" written and narrated...

Shree Raman, or Maash as he is known, leads a quiet life in his village in Kerala where nothing ever happens. Until one December dawn, when the ducks and the little duck girl, not so little any more, return to the village after several years of absence and light up Maash's life again. The year...

It stood in a damp patch of soil, squat. forlorn, mostly weary. The small branches had been snapped off and now tiny mounds of gnarled bark waved their stumpy fists in the air in mute rage. Beneath the ground was a jagged edge where the axe had spliced through, shredding the pith into a million...

The night is dark velvet, oozing blackness in giant drops. A darkness that shadows everything that dares disturb its fabric. A steady hum rises through the air. A glint of silver; a flash of life. Who dares to be out on such a night when only demons stir? Listen to "A Prayer for Sax"...

"The cat uncurled, It stretched and flexed. Then it blinked. Fish bones of sleep still clung to the cat. A queer kind of fatigue that rattled within his bones and hugged with the insistence of cankers. For a moment, the cat stared unseeingly. Then he allowed routine to take over"...

Balarama, a wealthy farmer and wrestling teacher, and his brother Krishna live in Vrindavan in northern India. Balarama hires Shyama, an educated and ambitious Dalit girl to help his wife Revathi with a new farming venture. Around the same time, Bheema, a young Dalit worker, joins the...

"The Thanksgiving turkey lay on its back in the manner of all roast turkeys. A sumo wrestler pushed to the ground, rotund legs with enormous thighs staring helplessly at the heavens. The breasts, plump and proud with many days of force-feeding, glistened. The neck that cackled, gobbled and...

"As time goes by - Indian woman, 34, well-educated, successful, professional, 5'" slim, fit, spontaneous, vivacious, gourmet cook, extra-terrestrial believer looking to share friendship with 36-45 emotionally and intellectually successful loving woman. Laughing, fine dining - belief in...

"There is a world that huddles beneath the feet of every New Yorker. A subterranean realm of acrid grey, steamy lie and greasy fumes. In this devil basement, dank steel caterpillars, christened with molten metal alphabets on their deadpan foreheads, prowl hither and thither." Listen...

It hangs there in the cupboard. Breathing in through its many pores the combined fragrance of mothballs and air-fresheners, and the mustiness of damp. A muddy grey, it falls from the outstretched arms of the hanger, the skin of a beast from which the soul has fled. Limp, lifeless and deceptively...

Meet Savita and our nameless narrator, who secure admission in a medical college in Karnataka. All through their young lives, they have had to struggle with the ugliness of caste discrimination and all through they endured it telling themselves that everything would be different once they were...

How easy it is to dismiss me as a creature of no consequence. Yes, my dear friend, even you do it. The truth is, most people think they know everything there is to know about moths. It's all been recorded, transcribed and even published. Listen to "Behe-moth" written and narrated by...

"Grammar books are deceptive. Just open your mind and walk through the pages of one. You will be surprised at what you stumble across." Listen to "The heart of a gerund" written and narrated by Anita Nair, only on Storytel...