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Traditional fairytales are full of cliché and gender stereotypes. The silent Rapunzel, the beautiful sweet princesses, ugly, jealous and bitter women, girls that need rescuing, men who take the glory and their new brides being forever grateful and subservient. Good mothers, obliging lovers and pretty objects. Nikita Gill's new prose and poetry collection rewrites the fairytale classics and reworks their old-fashioned tropes into new empowering and inspirational stories.

'They have lightning in their souls, thunder in their hearts, chaos in their bones.' Nikita Gill's poetry has captured hearts and minds all over the world; her inspirational words have been shared hundreds of thousands of times online, plastered across placards on international women's marches and even transformed into tattoos. This collection will showcase mostly unseen poetry and prose, delving into ideas about passion, identity, empowerment and femininity. Written and read by Nikita Gill.

Once upon a time in the enchanting wine-country town of Everwood, there was a young woman named Ariel Callahan, who, like the Little Mermaid, loved a prince from a world unlike her own. Tej Nair, a prince in his own right, was a man caught between love and duty, fond of Ariel but tethered to his conservative Indian family's expectations.

Living in the shadows for years means you know just how dark things can be. She's married to the man who should have been mine. She's raising the child who should have been mine. She's living the life that should have been mine. Her family destroyed and tormented me. They thought they had gotten rid of me like mere trash. But here I am. Lurking in the shadows. Watching their every move, plotting, and planning. They thought they were powerful. But here I am.

My name is Sonia, and I'm a ghost. I'm stuck haunting my old house, and as much as I love the place, if I weren't already dead, I'd be bored to death. When Annie moves in, though, I'm much less bored. She's not scared off by my presence, and she even tries to communicate with me. I have the biggest crush of my afterlife, and I'm kind of getting the impression that maybe, if we can figure out how to interact, she might even feel the same.