When disgraced journalist Sid Rajvansh checks into the crumbling Moonlight Hotel, he finds her, a gorgeous woman in red who doesn’t knock, doesn’t age, and doesn’t belong to the living. She enters his room like a storm wrapped in silk, and every night she returns.

Same hour.

 Same hunger.

 Same warning in her eyes.

But when Sid begs her to stay past dawn, the spell cracks, and so does reality.

Now trapped in Room 302 forever, Sid spirals deeper into obsession, seduction, and a ghost story that won’t end.

Dark and sensual, Room 302 is where desire becomes possession, and the dead don’t just haunt, they want.

B. S. Dara takes you to a magical world where love hungers for love, and its erotic touch.