Ch - 1

A girl is laying on the bed by facing her stomach, has a pen on hand which she keep moving between her fingers, legs are moving left right on the air, one hand is placed besides her chin. Biting lips she roll her eyes all over the room, its a small room filled with so many stuffs. A wardrobe in her left side, besides it there's a small balcony. A unorganized dressing table is placed in a corner..

A study table besides it where numerous paper is scattered, some sticker notes on the wall with few photographs. One more door on her right and the square bed in which she is laying, it alone cover the half of the room. Some clothes, socks are also laying on the floor, giving the room a complete view of mess.

She shook her head and look at the paper where she is writing something.. Clenching fist she close the diary and throw the pen on the bed. " Ughhh....not again,...nothing is coming on my mind. Why the hell he wants this.." Huffing she sit on the bed..

"Welcome you all to my messed up life, oh sorry forget to introduce myself.. I am shehnaaz, you can call me sana...almost all does. Twenty two years old, and till now i done nothing great in my life. But one thing is good in all this, that there's no one to taunt me.. As I am an orphan, living alone life since childhood,.. Not alone actually, i have Many friends..

Life is good like this, without taking tension that what one wants me to be or any type of pressure. Done so many small works for earning my livelihood since i left that orphanage., because i hated living there.. I was eight when ran from thar cage, don't know who left me there.. I never knew them who is responsible for bring me in this world.

But hate them for leaving me on that hell, that orphanage is only can capable to torture childrens. Shit....sana what are you thinking, you have to reach to Mr. Khanna... Shrugging the all thoughts i jump off from the bed and rushed to the washroom, thanks to the landlord that atleast he give me sometimes for paying the rent. Hope that today's work will done so that i can have the money.

This washroom is really small like the whole apartment but don't complain sana, its the only thing you can afford.. I try to bring out the shower gel but seems its also in the verge of end.. I really need the damn money soon... Anyhow i take shower and come out by wearing a towel for finding something to wear from the dumpyard of clothes.

Taking out a black jeans and v neck top i finally get ready, apply my one n only lipstick. Taking the papers which i need to submit, with my other stuffs on the bag i rushed outside by crossing through my small kitchen which is also looks like a living room. Not have to worry for breakfast because there's nothing to make. I usually used to eat outside,...

Most of the time coconut water does my work, something which i can find anywhere in goa. I took a bus after walking for sometimes, then again have to walk for five minutes in order to reach my destination. "The Grey's". Hope that today i dont have to return empty handed. Taking a long breath i entered inside the office and directly move towards the cabin of mr. Khanna after talking with the receptionist.

"May i come in." I asked, and here he is replying with a smile. "Yes, come..i am waiting for you since long." Nodded i entered inside and says by sitting on the chairs in front of him, "Here's the draft of the story." He took the papers from my hand and says by reading it, "Why don't you write on laptop or on something digital?" He asked this question so many times...

"Because i don't like to write anything untill i hold the pen on my hand, or have this beautiful smell of papers." I said what exactly the truth is, writing is my passion but without ink its not possible to write a single word for me. I know its weird but i am a weirdo. He read the whole draft and says, "Its good as always, and I'll publish it on the magazine for now."

"But what about the thing, which i asked you to write.. Its in trending, you know that." And here's the thing which i don't want to heard, i can't able to write what he wants me to.. Its not my genre. Placing hand on the table i says, "Sir, its weird..how can one love to read those supernatural love stories. Its all a myth. I can't write love stories of monsters, like vampires."

He give me a smile and says by placing the file aside, "Then ms. Shehnaaz this will be your last time with us... The people wants supernatural, our other writers are also working on that and your these love stories has not any place in our magazines for now." And that's the word which i keep hearing since one week., why they have so much interest about those creatures.

He give me the payment with give an ultimatum to submit something supernatural till next week otherwise i will loose this job. Its so frustrating, with a bad mood i move to my second work place. The central Library and decided to do some research on those supernatural villains..whom i hate...

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A place which is looks like a living area, a big royal one mix with a modern touch. Beautiful marbel flooring, designer ceiling, glamorous chandelier is hanging in the middle. A set of elegant sofa is placed in the middle, two stairs are coming down from both sides of the corner, few art pieces, ancient paintings are there as a decorative pieces.

A man is settled on a huge chair in one corner of the area, a lady is sitting in front of him and the distance is covered by a round glass table. That man has intense brown eyes, a sharp jaw and slight smirk on his lips, he hold that lady's hand and keep pressing her wrist for filling the glass placed in front of him by her drop of blood.

The lady is sitting quietly and keep looking at him with a smiling face, seems like she didn't felt a little pain on her hand. That man smirks at her and says, "Your blood is looks thick, girl." In response the girl is only smiling. Just then a man come from stairs and says by coming near them, "Sid leave all that, do you heard  any word from misha once in these days?"

Sid leave that lady's hand and says by taking a ship from the glass filled with blood, "No, but why are you panicking?" The man says, "Because she goes one month ago, i never spoke to her since then nor she is answering her phone. And here you busy in drinking the filthy blood of her." Sid says by raising one brow, "Its thick and tasty my dear veer."

Veer roll his eyes and says, "I think she is in some danger, we should go India." Nodded sidharth keep the glass aside and says by twisting his neck, "First of all, misha is not a helpless girl,..she knows how to knocked down her enemies... But you are right, it a little strange that she not trying to contact any of us in whole this whole month."

Veer ask the girl to get up and says by sitting on the chair, "That's what i am saying, there's definitely some problem. I still not understand why she wants to go India? Did she told you anything?" Shaking head sidharth get up from the chair and says, "No,.. But don't worry wherever she is we will find her soon."

Veer look at him and says, "Should do the locator spell first,." Nodded sidharth raise two fingers and gesture the girl to come close, as she come he hold her from shoulder and says by looking directly into her sky orbs by his brown ones and says, "Go bandaged your hand, you mistakenly cut it down. Don't need to worry and forget about you ever come here."

Girl nodded and go from there, veer shook his head and both move somewhere......
After sometimes sidharth settled on his jet and says, "Its going to be fun in tasting Indian blood after years." Veer take his fang out from one lady's neck and says by wiping the corner of his lips, "Just hoping that misha will be fine."

Sidharth digged his fangs to the other side of neck from that lady and says after sucking her blood, "She will be.." He place a bandage on the Lady's neck and says by ask her to leave, "Let's see how goa will  welcoming us.".. ...

Here sana take out a book from the shelf where all supernatural stock is kept. She place the red colour book on the table and says by tracing fingers on that red covers, " The vampires."... Sighing she open the book and says, "I am not getting it, how one can write such a big book on something called like vampires.. I feel disgusting by just hearing the word."

"Something which is a non existing species or even if it exists...than according to the knowledge i collect its the most demonic supernatural being. And they wants me to write stories .. Oh sorry, love stories about them... Don't know when my novel will complete and published it... Not interested in writing those stories from which i never feels connected."

Calming herself down she start reading the book but not able to read it after one page. Huffing she decides to read it later with fresh mind and start doing her work....
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Let's see what happens next!!

So here's the first chapter, i hope you all will like it..