Title: The Name Of Red
Series: Red
Author: Beena Khan
Genre: Contemporary Romance, Literary Fiction
Release Date: 15th May 2020
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Two strangers on the
same path.
Survivors. Companions.
They will be each other’s salvation.
On a rainy, winter night, a mysterious woman in a red dress seeking shelter comes inside the restaurant Kabir was busy working in —primarily the bar— and night after night, drink after drink, she comes back to the same spot. That is where he sees her for the first time.
Hundreds of patrons around her try to speak with her daily, but she dismisses them. It appears she wants to remain in a blissful peace alone with her booze and books. After seeing the mysterious woman reading a book, and because of his shy nature, Kabir gains entrance into her life by anonymously leaving books with notes for her.
The Name of Red is the story of two strangers, two different personalities who meet on a winter, rainy night who challenge each other. They have a connection which blossoms into a friendship due to their fondness of books. But they both have secrets that can bind them together or threaten their newfound relationship forever.
**This can be read as a standalone book**
Survivors. Companions.
They will be each other’s salvation.
On a rainy, winter night, a mysterious woman in a red dress seeking shelter comes inside the restaurant Kabir was busy working in —primarily the bar— and night after night, drink after drink, she comes back to the same spot. That is where he sees her for the first time.
Hundreds of patrons around her try to speak with her daily, but she dismisses them. It appears she wants to remain in a blissful peace alone with her booze and books. After seeing the mysterious woman reading a book, and because of his shy nature, Kabir gains entrance into her life by anonymously leaving books with notes for her.
The Name of Red is the story of two strangers, two different personalities who meet on a winter, rainy night who challenge each other. They have a connection which blossoms into a friendship due to their fondness of books. But they both have secrets that can bind them together or threaten their newfound relationship forever.
**This can be read as a standalone book**
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Beena Khan is a literary fiction noveliest
and poetess. She writes edgy, contemporary romance. She lives in a suburb in
Queens, New York in her apartment. She is 27 years old from Azad Kashmir,
Pakistan. She is an immigrant who moved to New York when she was five years
old. She currently holds a Masters Degree in Developmental Psychology from Cuny
School of Professional Sciences. She enjoys reading, writing, and netflixing.
This is her debut novel, the duet novel, The Weight on Skin releases on July 15
2020.
Her website is www.beenakhan.com.
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EXCERPT
The restaurant Ferdaus was filled
with a buzzing crowd.
The
smoke around the people twisted and formed curls, illuminated under the bar
lights. The atmosphere was a hazy cloud, lingering against their clothes.
Several people came in seeking shelter from the pouring rain outside. The
customers of the restaurant turned to look at the entrance door- bell jingling.
They glanced at the large crowd coming as the glass door was pulled open, and
they watched as someone newstepped in behind them.
The
woman walked into the bar for the first time in the winter rain.
She didn’t
have an umbrella on her; her little sleeveless dress ended at her ankles, fully
drenched. Her wet dress clung to her body, showcasing the outlines of her
curves. In one hand, she was carrying the skirt of her dress. Suddenly, she let
it go, and her long, bare arms moved upwards as she tried to fix her damp hair
which had darkened in intensity due to the rain. It fell past her shoulders,
the strands sticking to her face. She attempted to comb through the tangles
with her fingertips.
The men
watched her movements hungrily, their eager faces drawn to her and at the sight
of someone new. Their eyes trailed from her face, to her wet body, then back to
the movements of her hands entwined in her hair. Under her arm, she carried a
book and a trench coat. It appeared strange she wasn't wearing the coat when it
was pouring outside and freezing in the middle of November. Men were left
mesmerized by her, and she turned heads as she walked by. Something radiated
from within her, drawing the men around her in.
The women
who were with some of these men noticed their gaze on the unfamiliar woman. Now
they stared at her with jealousy and anger.
Who is she? they wondered.
The bartender placed her drink, in
front of her.
She
eyed the amber liquid and the golden glow of the glass-like cubes in her
cocktail. Sometimes, she ordered whiskey mixed with vodka because she liked the
amber color, otherwise she preferred vodka. The bartender called it New York
Whisk. She was entranced by the mini icebergs in the glass. She reached for her
drink with her slim, long fingers.
Alcohol.
The
elixir of her life.
The
strong tonic was the only cure to her life. She lifted the drink to her lips,
and the taste burned her tongue and throat.
“Do you read E.L James?” she asked
Kabir one day.
Kabir
shook his head as he took a sip of his Red Bull. “I read her books before, but
they’re not my type of romance novels.”
“Bondage
isn’t your kink?”
He
sputtered his drink, astonished at her direct question. He was mortified, as
his mouth fell open, before clamping it shut again. He was stunned in silence
at her boldness. His cheeks burned hot, and he didn’t know where to hide his
face from her sight. His movements were frozen to the spot.
Did she really just say that out loud? he thought.
He
noticed she was suppressing a smile, and she was enjoying his reaction. The
sight of him blushing egged her on.“You’re very straight forward,” Kabir
admitted softly.
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