Maya stood with her back against the wall and her arms crossed at her belly, while she waited for a certain someone who was timed to be there in some minutes.    "She's late." She pouted, but then smirked darkly as she heard the sound of the footsteps approaching her.    The dark figure soon stood before Maya with her arm outstretched at a slight lower angle, a gun pointing right at Maya's face. Maya laughed like a wheezing animal and shook her head as the person grew angry and stepped close holding a handful of her hair gripping them harshly enough to make Maya wince.    "Stop laughing, you bi*ch!" The feminine voice hissed viciously as she pressed the gun's nuzzle harshly under Maya's chin.    "And how dare you get Shivansh in this!" She sneered, making Maya smirk slyly at her.    "Why? Are you

𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙞𝙨 𝙖 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙚𝙙𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙙𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠.– 𝙃𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙒𝙖𝙡𝙥𝙤𝙡𝙚. *** Maya had agreed to go with Krishna for the funeral after four days of Shraddha's death but internally she was cursing herself for her reply, she knew she'd just be strange around the crying people. Who knows she might end up laughing right at the wailing faces and admit that she was actually pleased to have her plucked out and also remorse partly over the fact that it wasn't her deed. She wasn't unaware of the news that was spreading all over Mumbai as a forest fire that somebody had entered the lands of Kali and was making his appearance know. Yet, he was a mystery and all Maya could think of him is that he had just killed a woman who her adoptive father probably was dreaming to marry.    A part of Maya wondered why would someone kil

 𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙡𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙡𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨. – 𝙀𝙡𝙞𝙯𝙖𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙝 𝙂𝙞𝙡𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙩. ***    Kiran scrolled through various researches all over again till he noted down a few and pondered over them thinking if the piece of information might be logical enough.    "What are you doing?" Kiran looked at the doorway to find Surya standing there with a cup of coffee in his hands.    "Is that for me?" Kiran asked instead gesturing towards Surya's hand and he rolls his eyes, walking towards Kiran.    "You look like a total mess. Where did you go earlier?" Surya asked as he gave Kiran the coffee, he took a sip and sighed.    "I went to visit the recent victims and guess what? I fou

𝘽𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩’𝙨 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙨𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙨 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙩?   – 𝙅𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙋𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣, 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝘼𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙡 𝙀𝙭𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩 (𝙈𝙖𝙭𝙞𝙢𝙪𝙢 𝙍𝙞𝙙𝙚, #1)   ***   The place Shivaay had picked was an abandoned building whose doors had stripped off from the walls and there were graffiti scrawled on the grey dreary walls. The smell of the rain that mixed with the stenchy gutter water and urine, the pounding of the rain was clear in the background as Maya stared blankly at the large rectangular void in the grey wall that was fallen some time ago. It overlooked the grey atmosphere and the falling silver drops.      Maya's brain replayed the words Shivansh had said again and again. She wondered what would've happened if she'd have accidentally told him that she was Kali, her mouth

𝘿𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙤 𝙍𝙖𝙠𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙞 𝙍𝙖𝙠𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙩𝙖𝙝. 𝙏𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙘𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙖𝙬 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙖𝙬. – 𝙈𝙖𝙣𝙪𝙨𝙢𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙞. ***     Maya's dream was so close to reality that she started doubting her sanity and her thinking. She had been suspecting the new boy Krishna to be her long lost brother and by the way he spoke to her with such familiarity, she had a good suspicion of him. What she didn't have was the factor for solid certainty. She wanted to know if he really was whom she thought of him to be but she was reluctant to confide in him although she had been doing the same without her knowing. She had started opening her walls for this one entity that was new yet, so ancient to her heart that she was unknown to her own heartfelt feelings.    A week had fled and Maya still thought of the dream, wa