The Sudden Madness of Shelly Q

By Sunil Tinani

Shelly Q, a good-looking and intelligent model, has a handsome and billionaire tycoon falling heads-over-heels in love with her.

A shocking and strange incident occurs, which alters Shelly’s gray cells. She descends into a state of hallucinatory madness, and then slowly gets drawn into a vortex of deadly murders, attacks, and acts of deceit, greed and manipulations.

Does Shelly really live through the nightmare? Was she imagining the events? Is Shelly dead, and is her ghost experiencing the evil? Or, does Shelly really experience and solve all the nastiness that follows the shocking incident?

Read the novelette and hitch a terrifying ride on a nightmarish journey full of death, delusions and an unusual denouement.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sunil Tinani
• Release date: Jan 12, 2014
• ISBN: 9781310437854

Sunil Tinani

I've been writing for 20+ years now.I've written for websites, CEOs, authors, investment managers, and SEO champs.Having written one novella a few years ago, I figured I'd keep up at it. But time's a constraint.I have many ideas though. If you'd like to listen or collaborate, ping me. Thanks.

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The Sudden Madness of Shelly Q

Sunil Tinani

Copyright Sunil Tinani 2014

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Chapters

Preface

Prologue

1. The Sudden Death

2. Hospital Hallucinations

3. Remembrance

4. An Eerie Encounter

5. The Hook

6. Rise Of The Undead

7. Over The Edge

8. A Psycho Session

9. A Behavioral Change

10. Back To Roots

11. Murder One

12. Bailed Out

13. Prelude To Another Murder?

14. The Mysterious Attack

15. A Murder in My Dreams

16. The Noose Tightens

17. Murder Predicted

18. Post-Psychiatry

19. Mothered, Murdered

20. Haunted Memories

21. How….

22. Why Us?

23. The Close

Epilogue

Acknowledgements

About The Author

Preface

The action in this psychological thriller takes place in India and Pakistan. Readers must know the following facts about these two countries as it will help them identify with the story. Though these factors have nothing to do with the story, knowing them will help you take get a feel of the demographics and the people:

India and Pakistan are hostile towards each other. India has accused Pakistan of fomenting trouble in India by providing financial and logistic support to terror groups, most of which are based in Pakistan.

Hindus form the majority in India, while Muslims form the majority in Pakistan. Both communities practice different customs and by and large, do not like each other or prefer to avoid interaction. These are old perceptions and will take some time and reform to change.

A Hindu marrying a Muslim, or vice versa, is considered taboo by the couple’s families.

Prologue

My name is Shelly Q.

There is madness in all of us. It may be contained in our genes – but it is buried in our subconscious. It emerges when something out of the blue freaks out our gray cells. Madness makes us free, it breaks our shackles, it makes us imagine and do crazy things that seem wonderful to us, but possibly evil to others. I too was engulfed by bouts of sudden madness and hysteria at two different stages in my life. It made me do things – but then maybe it didn’t. This is my story and I want you to experience it.

It starts when I was very young. I lived with my parents and brother on a mountain top in the idyllic valley in Kashmir, India.

I was, or so they say, a beautiful, brown- and doe-eyed girl who passed her time playing with goats, plucking vegetables and helping my mother. My mother was a typical Indian squaw, devoted to her husband and kids. Her wisdom, coolness and maturity were an inspiration for the entire family. My father, with his blunt woodcutter face and rasping voice, worked for some government agency and mommy was a homemaker. There was no school around – my parents were my teachers.

My home was built of timber. Round tree logs joined together to make a beautiful home. The surroundings were idyllic. Kashmir was the valley of flowers and my home was surrounded by many fragrant varieties.

One day, there was news that there was trouble in the valley. A firefight had broken out between the army and terrorists. The bad news was that my father had somehow gotten involved in the matter. I was too young to understand what was happening. My father rushed home that day and ordered