WHEN BUTTERFLIES REMEMBER by Lathish Shankar

The Lady in the Moonlight

Romantic, Poetic, and an emotional prose that breathes life into the story. Excellent for standing out, and readers can resonate with the characters

When butterflies remember

In the chill of December, a timeless love story unfolds.

Mia, a girl with a heart full of love, was tragically taken in an accident. Her soulmate, James, was left behind, tied to a life with Eliza. Yet, Mia's spirit refused to depart.

Transformed into a butterfly, Mia's soul returns every December, haunting James' dreams and beckoning him to her cemetery. As he struggles to reconcile his love for Mia with his loyalty to Eliza, James realizes that Mia's grasp is inescapable.

Meanwhile, an Indian family becomes stranded in Mia's former mansion, facing the terror of a serial killer lurking in the shadows. Alice, a determined reporter, uncovers a shocking connection between the killer and Mia.

Will James unite with Mia in the afterlife, or will he remain bound to Eliza? Dive into this paranormal, mystery-romance tale of lost love, and eternal devotion.

Genre: FICTION / Fantasy / Paranormal

Secondary Genre: FICTION / Horror

Language: English

Keywords: Mystery , Thriller, Paranormal, Romantic, Poetic, Prose, horror, dark fantasy, fiction

Word Count: 18K

Sample text:

Mia's cheeks flushed, and James's hands trembled with longing. He reached out and gently caressed a strand of hair on Mia's forehead. His hands touched her face, sending shivers down her spine. Mia's eyes fluttered closed, and she leaned into his touch.

"James..."

The closeness grew, and James's lips found Mia's, their kiss soft and gentle. As they deepened the kiss, Mia's hands wandered to James's chest.

"Let's go upstairs. I'll show you the bedroom." Mia's eyes sparkled as she whispered.

They slowly ascended the stairs. She turned to James.

"You know, James, I've always wanted to be a butterfly in my next life,” she said.

“Why, dear?”

“To soar through the skies, to see the world from a new perspective, to experience the beauty of the world in all its dimensions," she said. James smiled, intrigued by her words.

"Why a butterfly?" he asked.

"Because they're free," Mia replied, her voice barely above a whisper.

“What do you mean?” he asked, curious.

"They dance on the wind, untethered and unbound. And they see the world in a way we can't – in all its beauty, in all its wonder."  


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