The Pixie and the Hocus Focus
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Ongoing, First published Jan 24, 2017
Pointed eyes staring at me, my hands were shaking and cold sweat run down my forehead, trying to avoid visual contact on the beast. 

The beast continued to stare at her, ......his favorite meal, and smirked at her

Suddenly Ryanne, has this feeling on her gut , and it's not pretty little butterflies,  
Instead 

It's death running around my belly.
And her breathing hiked up,  quivering in fear.  


The beast grinned.  



Silence was eminent.

Can they handle the fire of the world they live in?  

Can they survive this unforgiving world? Even though they know that they both differ? Physically and Emotionally 
Can they accept each other's differences? 

Can all the races of this world MAKE PEACE?  

The two most lowly ranked race go for an adventure of their lifetime and cooperate to find the solution  to mend the chaos of this destructive world.

............ Hope you like it.
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"Kapde utar," he said coldly. ["Strip"] Dhimahi's hands shook as she reached for her dupatta. There was no point resisting. She knew it. But she was too slow. Trayambak stormed towards her, ripped her kurti, and forced her down to her knees. "Muh khol." ["Open your mouth"] She looked up at him, her eyes full of fear, pleading silently. "Mere paas duniya bhar ka samay nahi hai, muh khol, warna mujhe aur bhi tareeke aate hai," he snapped, grabbing her hair again with one hand and slapping her lightly with the other. ["I don't have all the time in the world- open your mouth, or I know other ways to make you,"] She was empty now. Her tears kept falling, but she didn't fight. She couldn't. Like always, she did what she was told. Because Trayambak wasn't a husband. He was a monster. And she was trapped.