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    The Power Pack of Short Stories: Box Set of Crime, Thriller & Suspense Stories
    The Power Pack of Short Stories: Box Set of Crime, Thriller & Suspense Stories
    The Power Pack of Short Stories: Box Set of Crime, Thriller & Suspense Stories
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    The Power Pack of Short Stories: Box Set of Crime, Thriller & Suspense Stories

    By Deepak Gupta

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    The Power Pack of Short Stories is the compilation of the best short stories written by Deepak Gupta in his writing career till now. The book contains the stories that will keep you awake even in the dark nights. Each and every story is unique in its concept to make it mind boggling and the dip of extreme suspense will keep you turning the pages till the end. All the short stories have sold over 40k e-books till now. The included Bestselling Titles are as follows:

     

    1. The Lost Child

    A divorcee twosome Jack and Luna moved to a petrifying woody mansion in the woods which was 800 miles far-flung from the city of the United States. But before they got settled, their baby Alex got lost the next winter morning. Was Alex moved voluntarily into the woods or something drastic was going to happen to him.

     

    2. When Queen Drowns

    How much life can cruel for a girl? How much pain can a girl bear?

     

    3. Revenge

    What if a criminal is giving threat to another criminal, asking for justice? Is revenge necessary?   

    It's good to care for the memories of people who love us unconditionally but we can't love people blindly because there's difference between mistake and crime.

     

    4. The Men who forgets

    'When we forget things we don't even know whether we are speaking the red truth or the white lie. Every word we say happens to be the thread of becoming the suspect.'

     

    5. Zero Degree

    Nicholas, a thirty-year-old man worked in a chicken cold storage in the workstation. On the eve of Christmas night, everyone was gleeful and celebrating the occasion, Nicholas planned to give an alluring gift to his wife Lucia which she had been asking for a couple of years. Finally, the day had arrived but Nicholas didn't return to his home to honour Christmas with his two children. Why didn't he return? What happened to him? Which dark mind-boggling truth he was going to find out that day?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherInspirational Publishing
    Release dateMay 18, 2020
    ISBN9781393477914
    The Power Pack of Short Stories: Box Set of Crime, Thriller & Suspense Stories
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    Deepak Gupta

    Dr. Deepak Gupta is an Assistant Professor in the Department of Computer Science and Engineering at Maharaja Agrasen Institute of Technology, Guru Gobind Singh Indraprastha University, India. He obtained his PhD from Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam Technical University. He is a post doc research fellow in the Internet of Things research lab at Inatel, Brazil. He has been guest editor for 10 special journal issues, including ASoC (Elsevier), NCAA (Springer), Sensors (MPDI) and CAEE (Elsevier). He is Editor-in-Chief of OA Journal - Computers and Associate Editor of Journal of Computational and Theoretical Nanoscience.

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      The Power Pack of Short Stories - Deepak Gupta

      Copyright © Deepak Gupta 2019

      All rights reserved .

      © Cover Design 

      Deepak Gupta asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this book.

      This book is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters, and incidents portrayed in it are the product of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual person, living or dead, or events or localities is entirely coincidental.

      No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law.

      The moral right of the author has been asserted.

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      10 Principles to Beat Failure 2018

      The Lost Child 2018

      Zero Degree 2018

      Wild Wife 2018

      Skyfall 2018

      Earth 2200 2018

      Broken with Love 2018

      Lionel Messi 2017

      Time Management 2017

      The Haunted Bridge 2017

      She 2017

      Top Business Secrets 2017

      The Universe of your Mind 2017

      One Rupee Business Law 2016

      The Exorcism of Emily Rose 2016

      Revolutionary Love 2016

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      Contents

      1.   Title Page

      2.   Copyright 2019

      3.   Also by Deepak Gupta

      4.   Contents

      5. The Lost Child

      6. When Queen Drowns

      7. Revenge

      8. The Man Who Forgets

      9. Zero Degree

      10. About the Author

      THE

      LOST

      CHILD

      DEEPAK GUPTA

      CONTENTS

      1. Title page

      2. Contents

      3. The Lost Child

      ‘Alex! Don’t go far away,’ his mom Luna yelped crazily, settling down ponderous baggage from the burnished pitch-black motor car near the remote woody house that they recently purchased far-flung from the city of United States.

      ‘Alex! Listen to your mommy.’

      Alex was whizzing ceaselessly scratching his lavish shoes on the slippery damp sand and crushing grass that looked greenish a few seconds ago. He was looking fine fettle and joyous than before even after suffering from severe breathing problem and that’s why they shifted to the woody house which was eight hundred miles away from the city of the United States. His milky face, red fluffy cheeks, and dark brown hairs were the craziest attributes that could easily allow anyone to fall in love with him but things were not the same as before when it was started. The vultures and crow were flying over their heads with the scorching sun, indicating they have entered into the dark woods now.

      ‘Luna! Look at Alex seriously,’ Jack, her husband ordered, standing near her, settling down heavy baggage from the top of the car.

      ‘Alex is getting naughtier day by day. It’s just the result of your undesired ponderous intimacy to him. Look, he shouldn’t go far in the field.’

      ‘Should I look and catch him?’ Luna questioned sarcastically, took the heavy bulged bag from the car in her bonny hand whose thick veins were visible. She was staring at Jack nicely with her blue eyes.

      ‘You know, Jack, we are here only for the treatment of our little child Alex so that he would feel better and by the way, I am not interested to live with you, so you should take care of your son as a responsible father. Our family doctor told us to take him to the place where tranquillity is the only thing he can find and we are here near the woods to get him to feel the fresh crisp air.  Now shut your mouth Jack,’ Luna growled and paused.

      ‘Okay! Okay! Calm down, Jack suggested quietly but more sarcastically than Luna. ‘Do much love to your little Alex. We are here for a month and don’t forget we are a divorcee and it was the court order to live with you till Alex gets better, otherwise, I don’t have any interest to live with you after leaving all my lavish things in the US. And please don’t say anything about our divorce to neighbours, they will surely laugh at us.’

      ‘Mommy!’ Nora started to cry. She was an eight-year-old girl who had worn the orange vintage dress and crying from the front seat of the car. ‘Mommy! Mommy! The Gate is not getting open.’

      ‘Go and help your daughter, Jack ordered Luna while took some steps to reach toward the creepy ancient gate of the woody mansion. ‘And don’t forget to take the remaining luggage.’

      ‘What the...!’ Luna howled. ‘You were always the gibberish husband. Alex! Come here! Mommy has a new vivid jelly for you. You want to eat?’

      Luna grabbed Alex and Nora in both hands while managing heavy baggage as well.

      ‘Jack, please help me,’ she called, hoping for some help.

      ‘Do it alone!’ Jack's voice echoed outside the damp woods and he laughed loudly.

      Luna gestured negatively and made the weird angry face.

      ‘May I help you?’ An old man around the age of fifty took Alex from her right-hand managing well on his left hand. The old man had a round pale giant face with a brown hat on his head. Luna felt strange and afraid inside. The old man offered his trembling right hand to shake. Luna also offered but with hesitation, kept biting her lips and eyes on his giant wrinkled face. They shake hands well and absorbed heat energy from their palms.

      ‘Nice to meet you!’ Luna gestured and smiled.

      ‘Look like, you are newly shifted today,’ the old man wondered. ‘Hello, I am Leo; you can say me Uncle Leo’ and he laughed while snipping the thread continuously. ‘Where’s your husband? He didn’t come with you?’ Alex was giggling in his warm hands and cuddled tightly with little hands around his neck.

      The sun was aloft their head, relentlessly rolling out sunlight, wanted them to kindle down even in the sting winter.

      ‘No no,’ Luna hesitated heedlessly. ‘My husband is with me. He is piling luggage inside the house right now. Thanks for asking actually we have informed our maid Mia but I don’t know why she has not come yet.’

      ‘I can help you,’ Leo offered a viewpoint with blazing eyes. ‘I live on the other side of this road, just opposite to your Mansion. A few people are living in this area. We will surely get a better company.’

      But before Uncle Leo took the bag from Luna, Jack came out from the house, stared both of them for a few minutes.

      ‘Hey! Old man,’ Jack sounded and halted their talk, taking a bow in his hands. He took Alex from his hand and smiled. ‘Nice to meet you uncle’ and offered his right hand to shake. ‘Thanks for holding my son for such a long time.’

      ‘Oh! No no it’s okay. He is not as heavy as I thought,’ Leo laughed thunderous than before, inside staggered. ‘It has been a long time since I took a child in my hand.  I Think I should thank you Mr........’ He Paused and guffawed.

      ‘Do you work? Jack questioned curiously, expected a good answer while staring at his house on the other side of the road.

      ‘Nothing right now!’ Leo answered. ‘I have taken retirement from my job. I did farming for a long time but then I retired. It was much better than doing a fucking job.’

      ‘Farmers get to retire as well?’ Jack questioned.

      ‘Yes my son sometimes,’ Leo answered.

      ‘Okay! You live alone?’

      ‘No no, with my wife Eva. She is much older than me, right now physically disabled and on long bed rest.’

      ‘Hope she would be fine. Lifetime bed rest?’

      ‘Hope so. Yes till now.’

      ‘Okay and your children?’ Jack questioned again.

      ‘We don’t have any children. She got pregnant two times when she was young but didn’t able to deliver a baby. We craved for children for our whole life but my wife failed to deliver a baby for our family. Our bad fortune.’

      ‘May, God has a better plan for you. Why don’t you adopt a child?’

      ‘Hope so. God always has better plans. The orphanage has different conditions to adopt a child. They can’t give us a baby because we live far away from the city. They said how the baby would flourish far away from everything. I don’t know actually what their problem is.’

      ‘Umm...Ridiculous terms and conditions,’ Jack nodded negatively.

      ‘We are here for the treatment of our baby Alex, Jack explained but suddenly he changed, ‘Okay, Right now we have to go. Alex and Nora are much hungry. Nice to meet you Leo.’

      ‘Sure,’ Leo got astonished and gestured to leave to his house.

      Both Jack and Luna smiled tight-lipped and took a few steps to the mansion. 

      ‘Luna, keep these antiques in the drawing room,’ Jack ordered while gasping for breathing. He put down Alex on the wooden floor.

      ‘Jack! Don’t you think this house is much older than we thought?’ Luna questioned in a serious tone, inside stunned. ‘It’s looking like a bygone cursed house’ and she laughed horribly, managing antiques in her hand.

      ‘Oh come on darling. Look outside,’ Jack answered, inside much excited, grabbed her waist rigidly from the back. ‘Greenery everywhere how well it smells and my lady lets feel the stillness inside it,’ and he grabbed her waist rigidly.

      ‘Okay Jack, don’t bootlick much,’ Luna pushed and removed his hands slowly. ‘The time has got much late and the evening has arrived. Where is our maid? Jack, have you informed....’ And before Luna completed her sentence, the blood-curdling sound of wooden door intersperses her and it opened effortlessly. A lady in black matte dress entered and had white gauntlet in her hands. She had rolled red lipstick on her shattered lips.

      ‘Ma’am I am Mia, your maid, she said inside apologized. ‘Your husband called me yesterday. I am extremely sorry for being late. I live alone in a small cottage and there’s no one in my cottage so I have to do all the work alone’ but before Luna replied, she grabbed Alex from the wood surface.

      ‘Ma’am there’s the winter solstice. You should keep your children on the billet. Sometimes the snakes come out from the woods and hide under the wooden floor. These floors are hollow and it would be vulnerable to keep anything on the floor. Let me leave your son in his room’ and she smiled ingeniously, evil smile.

      ‘Okay!’ Luna agreed incongruously, curious to ask questions to her but got hesitated.

      ‘Why do you live alone?’ Luna questioned, accumulated some robustness to ask such a simple question. ‘Why do you live alone? Is there no one in your cottage?’

      ‘All died,’ she responded miserably, gripped Alex in her hands. ‘All died.’

      ‘I am so sorry. How?’

      ‘In an accident. Twelve years back, we lived near the highway road a few miles away from your house and one day a massive truck collided with our cottage

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