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Terms and Condition

 ðŸ“œ Terms and Conditions — My Tales and Treasures App

Effective Date: 8 November 2025

Welcome to the My Tales and Treasures app!
These Terms and Conditions (“Terms”) govern your use of this app.
By downloading, accessing, or using the app, you agree to follow these Terms.
If you do not agree, please do not use the app.


1. Purpose of the App

The My Tales and Treasures app is designed to share original stories, creative reflections, and parenting or educational content meant to inspire imagination, empathy, and learning.
All materials are provided for personal, non-commercial use only.


2. Intellectual Property Rights

All content — including stories, illustrations, text, designs, and audio — is the intellectual property of Sandhya (creator of My Tales and Treasures) unless otherwise stated.

You may:

  • Read and enjoy the stories for personal use.

You may not:

  • Copy, redistribute, or reproduce content without written permission.
  • Use the content for commercial or promotional purposes without approval.

3. Parental Guidance

The app contains stories suitable for all ages, including children.
However, some stories may include gentle moral or emotional themes intended for family discussion.
Parents and guardians are encouraged to guide young readers in using the app appropriately.


4. Affiliate Disclosure

This app may include links to third-party products or websites (such as Amazon.in) through the Amazon Associates Program.
If you click these links and make a purchase, I may earn a small commission at no extra cost to you.
This helps support the creation of new stories and educational content.

All recommendations are genuine and based on personal experience or relevance to the stories shared.


5. External Links and Third-Party Content

The app may contain links to external websites or media.
I am not responsible for the content, accuracy, or privacy practices of those sites.
Please review their terms and policies when you visit them.


6. Content Accuracy and Updates

All stories and articles are written with care to ensure authenticity and positivity.
However, I do not guarantee that all information will always be complete, current, or error-free.
Content may be updated, edited, or removed at any time without notice.


7. Limitations of Liability

I will not be liable for any damages, data loss, or inconvenience caused by using this app or relying on its content.
The app is provided “as is,” without warranties of any kind, expressed or implied.


8. Children’s Privacy

The app does not knowingly collect personal data from children.
If you contact me (e.g., via the app or email), I may store only the information necessary to respond to your inquiry.
Parents can request deletion of such information anytime by contacting me.


9. Modifications to the Terms

I may revise these Terms occasionally to reflect updates in features, content, or policies.
Any changes will be posted within the app and marked with a new “Effective Date.”
Your continued use of the app means you accept the revised Terms.


10. Contact

 If you have questions, feedback, or concerns about these Terms, please reach out through the Contact Me page

💛 Closing Note

"My Tales and Treasures" is built with love — to share meaningful stories, strengthen imagination, and celebrate small moments of wonder.
Thank you for being part of this journey and using the app responsibly.

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