The wind is changing. The sky is lamenting. The oceans have raised their clutches. The glaciers have turned extra freezing. The forests have become a place for casting spells of conspiracy. 'Every tale has a beginning, let's start ours from here... ' ***** At the age of 25, Shiva is a normal man, trying to survive in the city of dreams as they say, Mumbai. "Hey dumbo! Don't go around spending money on tickets of multiplexes. Living in Mumbai comes at expense. Next time you want to see a hero, you just knock at my door," he said, running his fingers through his lush hair. Netra sniggered. "You think you are a hero, huh?" Shiva smiled, "Everyone's a hero in their story, darling. I am a hero, in mine." ***** What happens when Shiva is whisked out of his comfort zone and expected to save the world? The world is ready once again, for a cataclysmic war. On a sheet of supernatural elements, this war would be written by the pen of destruction and dipped in the ink of blood and magic... ... spilled colours of romance as well? ***** An original work by the author. DO NOT steal. (First draft )

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'A man who hides his emotions is dangerous. But a man who alters his emotions is even more dangerous.' 'A man who lies to deceive is devious. But a man who modifies truths to deceive is dangerously devious.' ***** Gauri never anticipated this handsome stranger to rattle her peaceful world with a bunch of smiles and rainbows. Yet, their paths collided, and their destinies clashed. And before any prior notice, or contemplation, she found herself complexly and passionately entangled with him. However, she was in for more than she would ever prefer to bargain. A game of Royals' deceit. Finally when she realises this, she had gone way too far, too deep with no turning back. She's afraid, she might even know the player, and that's not even the worst of it. Excruciating pain of past reflections. Soul burning in ages long fire of repentance. Lurking shadows, splattering betrayal, and pleasure of scorching deceit of Royals' play. Considering all the points, a major question arises... "Who is Rudra Pratap Rathore?" ***** Cover credit: @VELLIGal 💕💕💕 All rights are reserved. DO NOT copy the work. This is an original work (not a fan fiction) (First draft)