Rohit Padala

Rohit Padala was born in 2003 in Hyderabad. He is a student, an avid reader and is passionate about writing. His aim for his first book is to deliver a new book that younger readers will relish. Rohit believes that ideas can strike at random times and places. The idea for Vortex developed over a car ride, on a flyover when he saw the streetlights. To do what you love, no matter what others say, no matter who you are; is his belief. Rohit finds his soul in the essence and beauty of words.   He currently lives in Hyderabad with his parents and sister.Read More...



Books by Rohit Padala

Aleric finds a world full of supernatural powers and possibilities. Decisions lay scattered across his path, and he can’t trust anyone. These tricky situations make him doubt his lineage.

Will Aleric be able to discover the truth?

Was there nothing his parents were hiding from him all these years?

Aleric watches on as everything turns into a live vortex – destroying his friends and relationships. Or is this a mere delusion?

Will Ale

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A Tale of Untold Love

By Rohit Padala in Romance | Reads: 308 | Likes: 2

Orabelle's eyes wandered away from the magazine on the table to the café entrance, often leaping at the chiming of the doorbell. She dropped her gaze to the dating column but not without dejection or resentment. She played with her bangs, sipped the last of her cappuccino and wished for a bet  Read More...

Published on Apr 6,2020 12:58 PM

The Blue Fleet

By Rohit Padala in Horror | Reads: 689 | Likes: 1

The sunlight was washing the side of the weather beaten boat and along with it, Amelia's memory of civilisation. Seventeen days had passed since her husband, Raymond had drowned in the endless depths of the ocean, leaving her stranded on the resource-less boat. Amelia's once clear skin, roughed up w  Read More...

Published on Mar 29,2020 10:34 AM

The Winter Tale

By Rohit Padala in General Literary | Reads: 364 | Likes: 2

As I looked out the window that morning, the honeyed autumn winds whistled in response. I hopped out, the fallow leaves crunched under my tread as I reached out for my bow and filled quiver, stashed away under the plinth platform. I put on my hunting boots with utmost stealth before I slipped out in  Read More...

Published on Mar 24,2020 03:43 PM

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