Jiva Stories

Jay see's lods of mean messages about him on twitter siva sees and talks too him....

Jiva based off "We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together" by ♥Taylor Swift♥

Nath is in love with Jay and Siva too. But Jay is straight ... right!?

Aarya , has a deep crush on a Stella girl. His friends vishal and Jiva aids him to tie him with her in a wedlock ,not aware about the fact that she is their own sister . To add fire , Rana Daggubati Aarya's bestie arrives as a major tripping stone for Aarya .Will Aarya succeed in his love or will he leave his love for the sake of his 14year old friendship ? And the girl is Riya reddy 💜

Childbirth is supposed to be the happiest experience of a woman’s life, isn't it? Not for Lady Mae Treelore. Living within a region that employs a strict one child policy and a superstitious that regards twins as pure evil, giving birth to twin girls is the worst and most heartbreaking thing imaginable. Mae’s not given any choice. Either she accepts the given fate of termination upon birth of her twin girls, or she gives up one baby on the pretence she gave both to a singular child and must endure a lifetime yearning for her lost child. Not wanting to lose either of her precious girls, and hoping for a future where they can be reunited, Mae gives one of her children to a maid, who vanishes into the night and carries the child far, far away from mother and twin. Years later, Jiva Treelore, the kept child, is told of her sister upon her mother’s deathbed. Wanting her children to unite, Mae tasks Jiva with finding her missing sister, with nothing more than a vague description of the town Jiva’s sister might be residing in. With nothing more than a puzzle box with a strange script across the lid, Jiva goes out into the world to find her sister. Having only her sliver mare, her sister’s puzzle box, starting-to-mold-bread that she may or may not have nicked from cook, will Jiva ever find her sister and if she does.....what will she be like? Romance, swash-buckling and a sisterly bond that will never be broken, this is the story of Jiva and the search for the Lost Child.

She was screaming. Falling. He had to catch her, but her couldn't move. He had to catch her. No. No! She was walking into the crematorium, pale and trembling. He was too far away to offer words of comfort, too far away to place a gentle hand on her shoulder. At least she had the amulet, which he was sure would work. Smoke started rising. Ten minutes past. She didn't come out. Then, with a gasp, he awoke.