OM NAMAH SHIVAYA
HAPPY MAHA SHIVARATRI
I am back with a new story. Today is Maha Shivaratri and from the moment I woke up, I knew I had to post this one in Wattpad today itself. The original plan was to get it out during Makara Sankranti but things didn't go as planned then. Why and what will be shared in another book... more like a wattpad related journal that I am going to post soon.
This is a werewolf/fantasy/action/romance. You know my style... 😉
Note: 1) This book is unedited, just like my other books, and you may find some errors. Sorry if it bothers you!
2) At the start of every chapter of this story, I will be writing about food and lifestyle practises that are good for health. I will explain the why in the above-mentioned journal but for now consider it like a reminder- health comes first.
I HOPE YOU LIKE THIS BOOK :D
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APPLES FOR FIBRES -
There is a saying, an apple a day, keeps the doctor away. Well, I don't know how true is that but I do know that apples have a large content of fibre in them. I like to eat it with the peel still on and I like to cut it into four pieces before eating it.
Apples are good haemorrhoids (Piles) related issue and one apple consists of almost five grams of fibre. Earlier, I used to eat it just because it is my the most favourite fruit. But now, I make a point of eating it because piles are no joking matter. It's serious and painful and it causes low blood pressure.
Go eat an apple!
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"And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom." ― Anais Nin
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PROLOGUE
October 2017,
The gun dropped from his hands and fell on the ground with a thud.
He had emptied all the seven rounds of his Desert Eagle on her. The sound echoing in the vacant building like fireworks.
For a brief, horror-stricken moment, he stood still and watched her stumble until she fell on her back on the cold, hard cemented floor. Her pale pastel dress soaked in blood, so much blood that it made him sick.
"CYANE" someone shouted her name from the floor below. It was followed by loud footsteps and heavy breathing.
Lying on the floor, Cyane winced when burning sensations overtook the numbness she felt earlier. She struggled to breathe as she felt this horribly achy pain all over.
When she heard her name being called repeatedly, by a familiar male voice, she opened her mouth, but struggled to form a coherent word, while also trying to breathe and survive.
"You!" the voice shouted in outrage and Cyane knew her shooter was still in the same room. "What did you do? What did you do?" he continued in rage.
There was a shuffling sound and then with sweat coating all over her pale skin, Cyane turned her head to look at her mate, drop down on the floor beside her. Her eyes widened in shock when she saw the syringe struck to his chest.
"Cyane" he called her name and stretched his hands towards her as his attacker pulled the needle from his chest.
Gulping, she tried to reach for his outstretched hands and assure him that she was alright. That this couldn't kill her. Being shot by the silver bullets hurt her enough to lose a lot of blood but it couldn't kill her.
However, it still hurt her and she knew she did need medical help to get the bullets out before her body can heal on its own. Or else...
When she watched her mate try hard not to let the effect of the syringe take over and struggle to keep his icy blue eyes open, just to watch her, anguished tears filled her own eyes.
She loved him, she knew it; and now, she knew, he loved her too.
He could feel all her pain, even when she couldn't express them.
"Cyane" he whispered again before he closed his eyes.
Her finger tips had barely brushed his when she was picked up from the ground. As she was being carried away, Cyane gave into the darkness that had threatened to consume her the moment the first bullet hit her chest.
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Short, I know. This was just a prologue!
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Since I had to post this story today, I did it. The next chapter will be only the first week of March. Date? I haven't quite decided yet, but I will soon.
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