In a quiet, misty district of Himachal Pradesh, in a small orphanage called Sparsh Ashram, lived a fragile, gentle girl named Ishara. Her eyes held a quiet innocence, untouched by the harshness of the world, yet shadowed with a deep, unspoken sorrow. When she was only four, her stepfather-the one who had once called her his life-had left her. He discovered she was the product of her mother's betrayal, and in his heartbreak, he turned away. Since then, Ishara had grown up in the soft, lonely halls of the orphanage, her heart tender, her spirit delicate, carrying a pain that even time could not erase. At fifteen, she was still small, almost like a fragile bird in a vast, unkind sky-beautiful, innocent, and quietly brave. .................................................................................................... ✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨

Innaya Sen is a soft soul in a hard world. Chubby, quiet, and often overlooked, she is treated like a maid in her uncle's house, where her cousin Nayantara shines as the family's pride. But Innaya doesn't complain. She finds joy in the small things - a good novel, a new recipe, the laughter of her girls at the shelter... and most of all, in dancing and singing. Art is her escape. Through every graceful step and every haunting note, she pours out the pain the world won't let her speak. But nothing prepares her for Raahil Raizada. He's a man whispered about in fear - ruthless, brutal, sinfully powerful. A mafia heir with blood on his hands and darkness in his soul. At a glittering party, he sets his eyes on Nayantara, but one twisted business deal later... it's Innaya who's sent into his mansion. The girl no one noticed. The girl he was never meant to see. But when he hears her sing, when he watches her dance... something in him snaps. She begins to haunt his mind - the softness he doesn't deserve, the light that makes him burn. He wants to destroy her. He wants to cage her. But she refuses to break. As their twisted fates collide, and obsession spirals into something far more dangerous, can Innaya survive a man like Raahil? Or will she become the only thing that could ever undo him?

You don't know how much a kid can be determined if you promised something. | A Short Story | [This is purely fiction, I don't intend to harm or offend in any way!] Completed 01-06-2020

He is a Lycan King. He is 1086 years old. His name is Wang Yibo. He is a half Vampire and half Wolf that's make him biggest fearing Lycan in the world. Currently he is looking at his mate while sitting in couch. His name is Xiao Zhan. He is an Omega. The lowest rank in Werewolf. He was looking down all the time while sitting in his knees. He didn't have the courage to look up. His biggest mistake is coming to Lycan King's personal mansion for cleaning it. "So... A BOY??" Lycan King said in disgust. "Then.. An Omega.. Huh?" Lycan King said in deep voice. His voice is making that lowest ranking Omega feels shivering. He don't know how to reply. He don't know what to say. "I.. I..." He didn't complete his sentence but Lycan King's growled make him stop talking. "I never wanted a mate. I have been alive for 1086 years. Now I am getting a Mate.. Who is a Boy..." Wang Yibo said in disgust while losing his tie. "And the worst part is an Omega? Never... Ever show me your face again... Mate or not.. I will kill you in second if I see you again...." Wang Yibo said in Lycan voice. Xiao Zhan was still sitting in his knees. He was all shivering. That Omega's fear making the King feel more disgust. "GET OUT..." Wang Yibo scream. Xiao Zhan get up slowly. And leave from there immediately with his teary eyes.