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Alpenliebe

@Alpenliebe

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Posted: 14 years ago

Part 3 updated

Moderators please close my topic as while editing the title I edited the whole first part by mistake and its not again possible for me to edit the whole thing and post it again. I am really sorry for this silly mistake that I committed. I, myself is in utter disappointment.

Dear readers I apologize for this inconvenience but I promise I will write that again and post.

Aditi

Edited by Dr.Zombie - 14 years ago

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old usename ...... SaJan-SoulMateS

@VampireLeader24

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Posted: 14 years ago

res

*edited*

Aww Adi, my SHweet shister, saw ur Update after a long time, and have to say what an OS,

I'm extremely glad that u updated it
As always It was worth 1000 standing ovations👏
(Seriously yar, what high vocabulary, kon si book parhti ho? Do tell me yaar, I really need it, Ur English skills and creativity is at a High Point👍🏼⭐️)
And as always This Time,
U just Amazed me, U ROCKED IT GIRL!!!!!!!!!!

MINDBLOWING CONCEPT!!!!!!!!!!!!!👏🤗
Sam attracted towards Gunjan 😍

Gunjan feels pity for them, So cute and so soft, Gunjan has a Golden heart.
Great Potrayal of Gunjan's feelings and attraction towards Sam
And Sam, He found a new friend, Hope he gets that thought of staying away from Humans away from his Mind soon,

Sam wants to stay away from Gunjan?????????? BU HOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Jaldi se sam ki BUDDHI ko jaga pe lao atherwise u gonna b killed........ By Vampire Rosh. 😆
He He Just kidding,
Update it soon yaar...................... can't wait..................... please update soon!!

Love U Loads, Wish u great life and health so that you continue to write it with the same MINDBLOWING SPIRIT!!

Love U alot Honey!!!!!!!!!!!!!🤗

Your's,
-ROSH-

( don't forget to answer my underlined question)

Edited by SaJan-SoulMateS - 14 years ago

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amy00487

@amy00487

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Posted: 14 years ago

res . was waitin fr this

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would like to keep it personal.. :P ;)

@CandYlicious_S

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Posted: 14 years ago

Nice OS Additi! 😉 And i loved it cuz m a huge Twilight fanatic! 😳 😆 Thanks 4 the pm..

-SUMERA-

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zobsheh

@zobsheh

Voyager

Posted: 14 years ago

Awesome... Mind blowing ....Fantastic....Superv....please please please continue soon and thanks for the pm and please pm me the next time too 😃

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Shreya

@SM_317

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Posted: 14 years ago

superb fantastic os dear...lovd it... 👍🏼

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maria

@marisol45

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Posted: 14 years ago

wow!
a sajan story based on twilight!
just loved it
do continue asap!

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Dilbole_ShiOmRu

@Dilbole_ShiOmRu

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Posted: 14 years ago

Wonderful update zombie u are too good I loved it bahut acchi vocabulary use ki very good jaanu Now I will tell you which parts of ur OS I loved most

I turned my head reflexively at the sound of my name, even though it was thought, not spoken. Immediately I recognized the 'voice,' Nupur. It had been a while since I'd been bombarded by her trite thoughts…and ludicrous fantasies.

Nupur's pedestrian views on love and sex were obnoxious and annoying. The fact that her imagination was exceptionally vivid whenever I was in her line of sight was even more disturbing. It had been nearly impossible to ignore her.

It had taken years, but I was grateful when she'd given up on me in lieu of Armaan Malik. The Malik boy was as generic as they came, so I could easily disregard her thoughts about him. Armaan's lifeless blue eyes staring longingly back at me were so much easier to ignore than the common shade of brown Nupur had attributed to mine—brown eyes were so flat in their darkness.

The standard confessions of love and adoration for Nupur were much more acceptable flowing from his lips than leaving mine, especially in the tone that was a far cry from my own.

My talent was often helpful given our situation, but knowing the mundane thoughts and desires of others, especially the teenage humans we chose to surround ourselves with, was monotonous to say the slightest.

Tiresome, endless days filled with repetition left me drowning in an unbearable boredom. If there were any way to atone for my sins, this ought to count toward the tally in some measure.

I briefly glanced at Nupur before my eyes slipped to the human child next to her, the new girl. I'd seen her face in the minds of almost every one of the children today.

She was pale—though not chalky-skinned like my family and me—with long dark hair and dark eyes. I could clearly see the strain spending time with a table full of people put on her. The way she held her fragile frame, as if she wished to disappear, hinted at her shyness.

I wanted to protect her, especially from the barbed thoughts her new friend, Nupur,was aiming in her direction.

I briefly contemplated the strange desire as I looked away. I knew my role; I would have to keep an eye on this new one until she became bored enough to pay us no mind.

Wanting to take my mind off the odd compulsion I felt, I turned to my brother, Mayank.

"Nupur is giving the new Bhusan girl all the dirty laundry on the Shergill clan," I whispered.

He laughed quietly. I hope she's making it good.

"Rather unimaginative, actually; just the barest hint of scandal. Not an ounce of horror. I'm a little disappointed."

The humans never made our story interesting enough, though I hadn't expected anything different from the sheep-like Nupur. She rarely had a thought of her own, instead repeating those she heard around her.

Strangely, I still felt that strange anger toward her for her treatment of Gunjan Bhusan.

And the new girl? Is she disappointed in the gossip as well?

I searched through the sea of voices, attempting to pinpoint the girl's thoughts.

Though I hadn't heard her speak with my own ears, I was sure I could recognize her internal voice.

I'd heard her speak enough to the children around campus, one advantage of my extra hearing.

Strange, unpopular names, her unfamiliar voice echoed. The kinds of names grandparents have.

She then contemplated the differences between small towns and her familiar city environment. At that moment, I knew I would have to keep close tabs on this Gunjan, she'd reminded everyone she'd spoken to today.

She was perceptive, possibly too much so. If she guessed at our circumstances, she might prove to be trouble.

"They are… very nice-looking," Gunjan said, her voice timid.

As was expected, she found us attractive. We were beautiful to them, our intended prey. Oddly enough, I found I liked the fact that this girl was drawn to me, but I pushed that thought from my mind.

Well, duh… came Nupur's brilliant and silent retort. Again the desire to remove the Bhusan girl from Nupur's proximity flared.

Nupur then went on to explain our living arrangements. The new girl seemed more intuitive than most of the teenage children we'd encountered, noting how my siblings and I didn't share underlying features, but also noting the similarities.

When she picked up on Nupur's jealousy, I wanted to laugh out loud. Nupur was not as subversive as she thought, though she wouldn't know Gunjan had picked up on it. Gunjan never voiced her opinion to the other girl.

Guess I'm not the only one who's an outsider.

Gunjan's thoughts had a hint of pity in them.

Sure, they're unbelievably beautiful, but they're also clearly not accepted. Really, that's kind of strange.

If only she knew that was our decision. We'd been approached for friendship and more, on many occasions, but it was safer to keep our distance from the humans. Still, her pity for us struck me; she was more empathetic than most. Her next thought that she was not the only newcomer, and her pleasure at that fact, confirmed my suspicion of her timidity.

But when she thought herself uninteresting, an unexplainable anger spread through me. If she had only known the thoughts of every human boy today, she would have known her allure; she'd been distracting, like a shiny new toy, to them.

"Which one is the boy with the reddish-brown hair?" Gunjan asked.

I listened more intently. She had glanced my way numerous times during her conversation with Nupur, but this was the first time she'd singled me out.

Automatically, I looked over and smiled.

Whoa! He smiled…at me? She sounded flabbergasted.

Why was I leading her on like that? There was no chance of having anything with this girl, not even friendship. I was saddened by this fact, though I wasn't sure why. I'd never been able to have a relationship with any other human before, and it had never bothered me.

Why was this child any different? What happened? Benji thought.

I ignored him, too eager to hear Gunjan's reaction to what Nupur had to say.

I focused my complete attention back to their conversation.

"... Apparently none of the girls here are good-looking enough for him." Nupur was still babbling so it didn't appear I had missed much.

A clear case of sour grapes, Gunjan pinpointed Nupur's problem right away, displaying how perceptive she was yet again.

He must have turned her down at some point.

She was wrong about me having denied a request from Nupur.

I'd never "turned her down."

Of course that was because I'd never given her the opportunity to even speak to me, let alone inquire about a date.

I turned away, unable to hide my smile. Gunjan was closer to the truth than she could know.

Beneath the transient humor, I felt a coiling in the pit of my stomach, a want. In Gunjan's thoughts, I noticed a sardonic quality, a wit similar to my own.

I found that was one more thing to like about her. There seemed to be many positive aspects. I wanted to get to know this interesting girl. No, I could not afford to find Gunjan Bhusan interesting.

Or rather, she could not afford that. How lucky were the others that no one in particular had appealed to me.

Now that one did, I wondered how to handle it. What should I do? I knew the correct answer, what was right, but I still shied away from it.

"We need to talk, Samrat. "

Dia must have seen something I missed. I looked slowly to the ceiling and then toward the ground.

She would understand that as an agreement—we were especially good at these silent exchanges.

Desire and fear for the girl accompanied confusion as my thoughts warred in my head.

"What is with your volatile emotions today, Samrat?" Benji asked. "It's like being on a roller coaster with you. "

I shrugged my shoulders, not wishing to discuss the chaos rushing through me. I briefly searched my other siblings' minds to see if they'd noticed anything.

As usual, Suhani was thinking of herself, and Mayank was thinking about challenging Benji to another wrestling match. No one else seemed to have noticed anything.

"Shall we?" Suhani asked.

I was both annoyed with and glad for her interruption. In some ways, I wanted to spend every second I could sitting in the cafeteria learning about Gunjan from her thoughts and reactions. In other ways, my interest frustrated me as I didn't understand it, and nothing could come of it.

"Yes, let's," I said, looking back to the table. Dia sat staring at me with a wry smile on her lips.

"What, Dia?" There had definitely been a vision I'd missed in my obsession with the Bhusan girl? How much else had I failed to notice?

"Interesting, isn't she?"

"Who?" I asked, hoping I hadn't been so evident that even Dia had noticed.

"Who?" she laughed. "I think we both know. Gunjan Bhusan."

"Gunjan Bhusan?" I wondered if I sounded as stupid as I thought echoing her words, but Dia never mentioned it.

"Of course, silly."

How do I say this?

"She's meant to be, you know." Her matter-of-fact yet cryptic statement caught me off guard. Had it not been for the image of a red-eyed, pale-skinned Gunjan playing in her mind, I wouldn't have been sure what she meant.

"No," I said, more a moan than anything. "The girl doesn't deserve that."

"Currently, I don't see any other future. "

Her words pierced me.

How could she be so glib about the girl's humanity?

"No. We must change that." I couldn't allow such a travesty. The girl deserved more than being stuck in this fate. Everyone deserved more than that. "I don't see how. Nothing I've tried changes anything."

And I've tried, Samrat. Trust me; I've tried. I can't even delay it.

She flitted through multiple scenarios, but nothing changed. It seemed like this was set to occur soon.

"When do you see this happening?" My emotional rollercoaster began again as desperation overtook my mind.

"Soon, but I'm not exactly sure when," she said. Something hasn't been decided yet.

"We'll find the answer," I said.

There wasn't anything we could do but wait for the final decision.

"We have to. We'll talk about it tonight. She should be fine for today, right?"

"I don't know." It's still so fuzzy. Dia closed her eyes, and I saw Gunjan lying on the ground, writhing.

"No!"

"I know, Samrat. It pains me too… I think we're okay today, though. It's so hard to tell."

I loathed when Dia's visions were uncertain on timing, especially when they were so important.

"I guess I'll see you later," she said.

"You need to get to class." "We'll solve this tonight." She searched the future again.

Unfortunately, our decision changed nothing. I left the cafeteria and made my way to my next class, junior level biology. I had repeated the class numerous times, so there was nothing more to be learned, leaving me time to reflect on the vision Dia had seen. I could not allow that future for Gunjan Bhusan. I would not allow that future for Gunjan Bhusan. The girl didn't deserve to lose everything she had ever known. None of us had deserved it either. I constantly ran through how to prevent it. If it became necessary, I would stalk the girl, going so far as to follow her home and keep anything dangerous away. I would make her safe.

Gunjan seems just as shy as me. I'll bet today is just as hard for her. I wish I could say something… but it would probably just sound stupid…

Nupur's thoughts, interrupted my own, but were then overshadowed by Armaan's internal excitement as Gunjan entered our class.

The tables are familiar, Gunjan thought. Of course, Nupur already has a neighbor.

Hmmm. Looks like all tables are filled but one.

I saw the back of my head through her eyes:

Samrat Shergill.

She was right; the only seat available to her was the one next to me. Though the humans found us attractive, there was something in our nature that was unnerving to them, and they naturally kept their distance, which was certainly safer.

I felt sorry that Gunjan would have to share the desk with me for the rest of the school year; that would surely prove to be uncomfortable for her.

Suddenly, as she was passing to greet the teacher, a breeze blew by, surrounding me in the scent of the most enticing blood I'd ever encountered in my nearly ninety years as a vampire.

All thought about her intuition, her humor, her future flew from my mind. They didn't matter; it wasn't like she'd have much a future past the next few seconds.

All that mattered was getting to the fluid pulsing quickly through her veins just beneath the thin, nearly translucent membrane.

I had to have it, right then and there. Nothing else was of consequence.

I almost jumped from my seat and pounced on her, barely keeping myself seated by holding onto the desk.

The wood splintered in my grip, leaving a hole in the shape of my hand, which I quickly demolished.

The distraction provided was temporary, as I breathed in again. My throat burst into flame, and I looked to the desirable girl.

Whoa! He looks so strange. Maybe furious or hostile? I couldn't have done anything to upset him, could I?

Red flooded her cheeks, and I looked down, trying to rid myself of the image.

As if sensing the danger, she lost her footing and stumbled into one of the girls on the other side of the aisle.

She was weak. That would make it easier.

I looked to the girl again. His eyes are black. Coal black.

As I stared at my reflection in her dark eyes, My father's face floated before me.

How could I do this to him? To mother? To the rest of my family?

Through thinking about them, I was able to control myself long enough to watch her hand the slip to the teacher.

Then he pointed in my direction.

Good.

The girl would be reached even easier when she came back. He led her to the seat and plopped her book on the table, sending a burst of fresh air toward me.

I greedily breathed in the untainted air, hoping for slight relief. Instantly, a semblance of reason returned, along with the image of a red-eyed carbon copy of the girl now sitting next to me.

Dia's vision assaulted me as I was stunned to realize that I was the one meant to do this to the girl.

I was going to condemn her to my fate.

No, no, no! Do I smell bad? She sniffed. Strawberries. The scent of my favorite shampoo. Innocent enough.

If only she knew.

The overly chemical scent of her shampoo that she enjoyed did not attract me in the slightest. I'll just hide behind this.

She fanned out her hair, blowing more of her scent toward me. I could almost taste her, the aroma was so thick. Each breath was torturous. At that moment, I had my answer. I just wouldn't breathe.

It wasn't like it was necessary. For the rest of the class, I held my breath. Plotting and planning my next move with the girl. I knew that if I sat there figuring out how to get to her blood, I could delay the inevitable.

Hopefully I could do so long enough to get out of the classroom without harming any of these children.

While the seconds ticked by, each more agonizing than the last, I struggled to keep my grip on reality. My thoughts began running in circles. I didn't want to murder the innocents trapped in this too small room, I just wanted the child's blood…which would result in the loss of all these lives if I were to take her here.

Collateral damage, I argued with myself.

Every human life is precious, contested the voice of my father.

No, I wouldn't do this! father was right. I would not steal her life. She was precious.

Ugh! Cellular anatomy.

Her thoughts sounded disgusted. Too bad I've done this before.

I could kill the rest by snapping their necks. The girl would have very little time to be frightened before I—

It's difficult, but our choices make us who we are, not our species.

No, I wouldn't do this! father was right. I would make the decision to rise above. Mind over matter. Perhaps Nupur wasn't as bitter as I'd thought.

He seems so unfriendly.

Maybe I could lure her out after the class was over. Offer to walk her to her next class, say I'd forgotten something outside, and—

You won't be breathing much at first. It's easier that way.

No, I wouldn't do this! father was right. I would not breathe. Her scent would not drive me to madness.

This class is taking forever. Gunjan again. Is it because school is almost over or because he won't relax?

Momentarily, I saw myself through Gunjan's thoughts. My eyes were black and wild and full of revulsion.

All trace of humanity was gone as she looked into the eyes of a monster, a fiend I didn't want to be.

She cringed slightly, clearly frightened, though her thoughts didn't fully register that fact. I would fight against my nature, not only to save the girl but also to stop myself from being controlled by the monster inside.

I was stronger.

If looks could kill, Gunjan, you'd be long dead…

OOps I loved complete OS and couldn't decide which part I didn't liked 😉so copy pasted again

Really wonderful I am not finding any words to explain how much I loved it
Do write more and keep writing

Edited by sharma.nat - 14 years ago

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Sana Quraishi

@Soulmate_Sana

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Posted: 14 years ago

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