Maziah Hazimah seorang pelajar perempuan yang tidak pernah terjebak dengan 'cinta monyet'.Perlawanan bola tampar di peringkat daerah sudah semakin hampir tetapi apa yang mengejutkan ialah apabila peserta-peserta Tingkatan tiga yang memasuki pasukan sekolah dikehendaki lulus dalam semua matapelajaran ketika ujian penilaian 1. Tetapi,apa yang paling menyakitkan hati Hazimah ialah apabila dia diminta oleh guru untuk menolong seorang budak lelaki yang merupakan ahli pasukan bola tampar sekolah supaya dia dapat membantu pelajar lelaki tersebut lulus di dalam ujian. Hazimah:Cikgu,kenapa saya mesti tolong dia? Cikgu:Sebab kamu murid kelas Rancangan Khas.Hazimah,kamu seorang yang pandai. Hazimah:Tetapi cikgu saya tidak suka bercampur dengan budak lelaki.Tidak boleh ke cikgu minta pelajar lelaki? Cikgu:Memang cikgu mahu minta pelajar lelaki tetapi bila difikirkan semula lebih baik dia belajar dengan kamu. Hazimah: Kenapa cikgu? Cikgu:Supaya dia ada tarikan untuk belajar ? Hazimah:?
"I'm s-scared , Arjun. I'm terrified. I d-don't know h-how it h-happened. I didn't mean it. I didn't want it."She went on with her scattered explanation making him even more confused. He let out a loud sigh and hugged her closer."What are you scared of ,sweetheart? And what did you not mean to happen ? Come on, stop crying and tell me",he asked calmly even though his insides were frustrated and angry to see her like that. This was it. She had gone too far and there was no turning back. She took a shaky breath in and mustered the courage and finally let the words out. "I-I didn't m-mean to fa-fall in l-love with you." **** Payal Mahale is a nineteen year old student pursuing English honors in NR college of Mumbai, India.Coming from a conservative South-Indian family with strict parents, Payal is a beautiful woman - clever , shy but courageous, kind ,loving yet a meanie to the meanies. She has loved only one thing apart from her family and friends -Literature. Amidst the trials she has to face in her new college life, she meets a certain tall, handsome Mehra who succeeds in bringing out of her heart some forbidden feelings which she dared not to show. Will Payal heal his heart and let him into hers? Will she become the princess he has been waiting for all his life? Or will she keep her new found feelings to herself in the fear of her kin's wrath back home? Find out in "Read me to sleep". Written in third person POV.
The King of War, the man who can replace an army, the man who can hold a nation in one hand, an empire on his head, and the world on his shoulders. Those who know him by that title revere him, and soldiers wish for the day they can follow him into battle, but those who know him personally revere him not for his prowess in battle, but his perseverance in life.