" You are such a bastard! How can you bring me here?"

"BECAUSE I HAVE RIGHT ON EVERY SINGLE DROP OF BLOOD IN YOUR VEINS"

"Who are you?"

"SOMEONE WHO WAS MADE FOR YOU! 
SOMEONE WHO HAS BEEN WAITING  FOR YOU!
SOMEONE WHO CAN FEEL YOU!
SOMEONE WHO IS FAMILIAL WITH YOU!
SOMEONE WITH WHOM YOU SHARE YOUR FATE!

You are mine and everything that concerns you is precious to me! Your pain, your happiness, your fate, your destiny and your CURSE as well. YOUR CURSE IS MY BOON!"

A story of a lady who's a Forensic Doctor and a strange guy. A guy, who always comes for her help in every trouble, who always comes forward in an every dangerous events happens with her in a way or the other.

Their destiny made them face each other once again. She was born for him and He was the reason for her life!

With an unnatural twist in their destiny, they get to face the biggest challenge of their life. What will this challenge bring to them? Will they be able to get over the challenge? What has destiny planned for them? 

READ THE STORY TO FIND IT OUT!❤

PS: This is our first attempt to try something different and New❤ Join us in this journey and experience the unexpected twists and turns❤

YOURS❤
Author NK
Author VD
Author Safuu

Her Curse His Boon

Next day Cruella was sitting on the bed fidgeting her fingers, she was feeling bored to stay here in a room for entire day, though she had blood for her survival but spending entire day alone is tiresome.


    She heard a small knock on the door, she wore her robe given by Paxton previously and stood up,


The door opened and for her surprise a small boy with blue eyes peeked inside and immediately backed off after taking her glance.


"Who are you??" Asked Priscilla and walked towards the door.


     As soon as she pulled the door there was Paxton holding a huge wooden full some clothes and accessories, Paxton got surprised with sudden appearance of Cruella he lost his balance from the tray.


    Before tray could fell Cruella used her powers and stopped it in air and supported Paxton holding him by his hand.


Her guilt