Love Hunting

Shama’s mind raced, her heart thundering in her chest as she stared at the girl lying motionless on the cold floor. The sight of the knife still embedded in the girl's stomach sent a wave of nausea through her, and her hands trembled violently. *What have I done?* Her breath quickened as she struggled to think. She knelt beside the girl, desperate to check for any signs of life. With trembling fingers, she pressed them against the side of the girl's neck, feeling for a pulse. Her other hand hovered over the girl’s mouth, waiting for even the faintest breath. A few agonizing seconds passed. Then—there. A weak flutter beneath her fingertips, and the shallow rise and fall of the girl's chest. “She’s still alive...” Shama whispered in disbelief, her voice cracking. Relief rushed through her, only to be replaced by raw panic. She was no doctor—she didn’t know how to fix this. But if she didn’t do something, the girl would bleed out right in front of her. Her mind scrambled, trying to

Shama slipped on the garment and admired her reflection in the mirror. The gown she wore was of the finest silk, the color of a summer sky. The bodice was fitted and embroidered with gold thread, and the skirt fell in soft folds to the floor. Her luminous eyes sparkled like stars, and her long lashes fluttered with every blink. Her delicate nose was as red as a cherry, and her lips were painted a delicate shade of red. Her cheeks glowed with a rosy hue, and her long, dark hair cascaded down her back in waves. "Oh my gosh, I look so beautiful," Shama exclaimed, praising her own reflection. Shama walked to the balcony and opened the door. The cool breeze caressed her skin, relaxing her mind and soothing her heart, making her forget about everything that had happened in the past few hours. The lush green grass of the garden below swayed in the breeze. Beautiful butterflies and tiny bees flitted from flower to flower. Tall trees provided shade for the animals resting beneath them. Sha

No person is born evil. It is time and circumstance that can corrupt a soul, and Shanaya is a living testament to this truth.In this world, six powerful vampire clans ruled the world in harmony with humans. Shanaya, born into royalty as princess of the most powerful clan, possessed the power of both destruction and creation.She blossomed into a beautiful and charming girl, her life filled with joy. Her brother, Raghav, was her protector, and her parents indulged her every desire. She was showered with love and care.But this bliss was fleeting. At the age of eight, her parents were framed as traitors to the vampire clan and murdered before her very eyes. Her father's brother orchestrated the plot to seize the throne.Shanaya was traumatized by this event. Her brother was the only one she had left. He kept her safe and raised her under his watchful eye, managing to retain control of the family's name and the royal palace. He adored her.Because of the unfortunate event, everyone outsi

Shama stood up and said, "Be quite, please. I have one thing to make clear to all of you: I have no romantic relationship with Prince Rehan. I know that in the past, I used to pursue him, but I have realized that this was foolish. Naina is like my sister, and I regret harming her in the past. I have repented for all the wrong I have done to you all. But, I am going to start a new life as a responsible princess who will help my people prosper. I hope that you all understand and support me in this."She spoke confidently and assertively."Let's leave the past and create a beautiful future together. After all we are one family."All of the servants looked at her in awe. She stood before them like a goddess, her eyes holding determination and power. Everyone was shocked to see such a drastic change in her."Our princess has grown up," one of them said, wiping away her tears."This is all a bit dramatic, I think," Shanaya thought to herself, observing their expressions.Everyone bowed down

Naina and Rehan bowed their heads to the Emperor, then took their seats beside Shama. Shama's eyes welled up with tears, her body reacting involuntarily."Why am I crying?" she thought to herself. "Is it the body's reaction to Shanaya's past again?"She wiped away her tears and forced a smile.The celebration began, with musicians playing and dancers twirling in joy for the Emperor's birthday. Shama watched the show, but her mind was elsewhere. She felt a chill down her spine as if someone was watching her. She glanced around, but everyone seemed engrossed in the festivities."It must be my imagination," she thought. But as she turned her attention back to the stage, she felt the chill again. It was stronger this time, and she could have sworn she saw a pair of eyes gleaming in the darkness. Shrugging the ominous feeling off, she focused on the celebration. After the show, it was time for dinner. Shama's eyes widened as she saw the array of delicious food spread out before her. She q