Sandeep Kumar
Bio
Hi, I'm Sandeep Kumar, a fiction writer from Delhi, India. I joined Vocal Media to share my stories with a wider audience and to connect with other writers and readers.
Stories (12/0)
The Laughing Doll
Sarah walked down the dusty aisle of the antique shop, running her fingers along the various curiosities lining the shelves. It had been a long week, and she was looking to unwind with some retail therapy. As she neared the back of the store, something caught her eye on a high shelf.
By Sandeep Kumar 3 months ago in Horror
Black Night
The rain fell in heavy sheets as Jason pulled up to the old mansion at the end of the long driveway. It was past midnight and the house looked like something out of a horror movie, dark and foreboding against the inky black sky. He put the car in park and cut the engine, staring up at the towering structure before him.
By Sandeep Kumar 3 months ago in Fiction
The Amazing Spider-Man: A New Threat
Peter Parker woke with a start. Another nightmare, always the same. The night his uncle died, shot down in that alley because Peter failed to stop the thief. It had been a year but the guilt still weighed heavily on him. Swinging his legs over the side of the bed, he rubbed the sleep from his eyes and checked the time. 7am on a Saturday, he could afford to sleep in a bit more. But he knew sleep would not come easily now.
By Sandeep Kumar 3 months ago in Fiction
The Enchanted Locket
In a quaint little town nestled among towering oak trees and babbling brooks, there stood a humble cottage with a vibrant garden blooming with all manner of flowers. In this cottage lived a young girl named Lily, whose days were filled with simple joys and the enchantment of nature.
By Sandeep Kumar 3 months ago in Fiction
The Dark Night
It was a dark and stormy night. The wind howled and the rain lashed against the windows of the old mansion. Inside, a group of friends gathered around the fireplace, trying to keep warm and cheerful. They had decided to spend the weekend at the mansion, which belonged to one of them, Alex, who had inherited it from his eccentric uncle. Alex had always been fascinated by the mansion, which was rumored to be haunted by the ghosts of his ancestors. He wanted to explore its secrets and mysteries, and invited his friends to join him.
By Sandeep Kumar 3 months ago in Fiction
The Stranger
She had seen him before, but she didn't know his name. He was always sitting on the same bench in the park, reading a book or listening to music. He had dark hair and glasses, and he wore a leather jacket and jeans. He looked like he was in his twenties, but she couldn't be sure.
By Sandeep Kumar 4 months ago in Fiction
