Grandpa held his burning cigar and, a whiskey peg backed himself on the rocking chair. He looked like an old Russian don; about to utter his legends.Grinned, he seems eager to open his old box of stories, which he overheard from his grandparents."What I am about to say, you might feel it's just a fictional fantasy but, it is not," Grandpa furrowed his eyes on me with a convincing voice. "Do you believe in angels; Ahh..., you told me what you don't see, you will not believe; But let's think if they exist, and mated with humans daughter,"  he threw, a question on me."I don't know grandpa; even if they exist, and mated with humans daughter; their children might have genuine power," I jumped in that stupid conversation with him, "Up in heaven, everything was glorious; made beautiful and obedient towards almighty; but there was an angel called 'The morning star'  not satisfied with what he has given;

Yaahadana POV I opened my eyes and found myself covered with clothes.The aroma of different herbs and the smoke coming from the lamp covered the atmosphere inside the tent.With my blurry eyes, I saw another human-like figure.A man looked at me with his old eyes; held my hand wanted to check something; my pulse,He helped me to get up," How are you? What happened to your body?" He offered me some fruits; I agreed as I wanted to know how to handle this human body.With a blank, emotionless face, I gazed at him. I wanted to study his body language. He covered his body with different layers of clothes.I looked myself; I was covered with a single cloth on my manhood.I stood up, and the cloth dropped."Calm down; you need to rest." He grabbed my hand and instructed me to sit.He kept the cloth in the same position.Do I need to hide this from others? I can show my

 In another part of the world; It was the same booming sound; a fireball hit the ground.The night was filled with the whiteness of moonlight, a full moon night.An asteroid like thing hit the crest of the rocky mountain.The Stike was so loud and powerful; it took a few moments for the mountain to vanish from the ground like dust.The fire thundered the ground.While falling, his eyes pivot to the mesmerizing moon, the keeper of night. He always loved the moon and the calmness; it helped him to accept sudden changes that occurred in the last few moments of his life.They used to call him the lover of the moon; his angelic eyes always explored the fragility of the moon. His name was Naksh; he was the finest shapeshifter of heaven. Naksh POV With a burning body and dejected heart, I stood up immediately. The feeling of anger got me. I didn't want to accept my

Dev Pov Life was not as easy as I thought in a human form; it's not like other animals to kill and eat. They use to grow their grains and spices and cook their food; it was a difficult and laborious job.There was a rumor among the people; a bloodsucker cannibal is roaming amongst us.The news spread like fire to nearby places; it made me feel imperative.For a few more days, I roamed around the places, keeping a safe distance from the crowd.In the day, I tried to eat human cooked food by stealing it or begging it from the different hamlets.But as the night comes; A pleasurable experience getting under my skin when I hunt for my hunger; the dripping blood coming out pleases me.But my thirst was getting bigger; my mind started pounding to taste human blood.I tried to control my lust for human blood; unable to sway my feeding desire,Wandered in the woods for a few days,Ambled my

Yaahadna POV There was stillness on both sides. He stood in front of me with his saliva dropping mouth.I could sense the boiling blood coming in his eyes to kill me."Always the protector, Yaahadana," he roared in his Grimm's voice."Why are you here?" I answered, stood firmly in front of him."The angel of peace is the angel of war now; they threw you down?" His words were scorching my heart. The sound of his laughter pierced my ears."What happened, Yaahadana? Did you take the wrong side of the war and rebelled against your father, and he abandoned you?" He added as he shreds his skin; revealed his actual nature. "Yes, I was a rebellious child. My father never abandoned me, but he gave me a chance to become his best creation; he made me a human," I answered; I praised my father's name. "You think humans are the best creation of your father?