While they sat on their throne, their children suffered. While they celebrated the victory of the war, their children rested in the infirmary, counting for the number of injuries. While those immortal souls fancied a new dress for every hour, their children wore those torn clothes, shivering and fighting for the mistakes their parents made. How many more ages would it take to break this vicious cycle? How many more ages would children have to suffer the torment?

This is based on real stories happened when I was a kid.

WARNINGS---SAD, ABUSE, KIDNAPPING, ONE DEATH, BAD THOUGHTS,AND SOME ABANDONINGS.




A group of 6 kids grow up together and they are all different ages there are 3 girls and 3 boys the two oldest kids are 14 their names are Molly and Kevin. The  youngest kid is 4 and her name is cat then there's Roger he's 6 and Pixie she's 9 and Mike he's 10. 
There all really close that their like siblings and they have their fights here and there they all live in the forest and when à strangers walk through the forest they hide as well as they can until one day Molly and Kevin were out hunting and the strangers came through the woods and found cat and took her. But cat has a secret power that no-one in her group/family knows about and she doesnt even know about it yet but her kidnappers know what it is and how powerful it is.
Will the group find her? 
Will they be able to save her in time?
Or will her secret power be lost forever?

Monsters and humans live together peacefully now. Though one family in the neighborhood is quite, complicated. Especially the girl with the tattered pages of her heart.
(Story based off a dream I had)

A Voltron Legendary Defender FanFic. Modern and Animal-Human-Hybrid Alternate Universes.

Keith is a hybrid of the rarest type on Earth, it doesn’t help that his colouring is one only heard of in legends. Bullied for his appearance, he fights back but gets excluded from each school he goes to because of it. As he transfers to a new one, he meets ‘Voltron’ and is quickly let into the group due to his rarity and insecurities. Together they build friendships, relationships, face problems and bring it together throughout their time together. 

Oh and gay relationships. Homophobic people fuck off.



By mid-morning Janani went to Ava's school to personally meet up with Ananya Mittal 

Aadesh who got to know that, volunteered to babysit his niece and nephew ,and informed Armaan that he wouldn't be coming to the office that day 

"Heyy Janani." Ananya greeted her as soon as she saw her 

"Hello Ananya. I came by so that I could personally thank you for this opportunity " Janani said as she took a seat across Ananya in her office 

"I should be thanking you Janani. I was in search of a teacher to replace Avanthika for quite some time. It's the matter of small children, so can't give the job to anybody with educational qualifications" Ananya said 

"Glad that you trust me with these precious babies" 

"Ofcourse, I have seen how much you love Ava. And even if it's only been a couple of weeks I got to know you enough to trust you with the kids" Ananya smiled 

Janani liked the woman 

And she respects her too 

Being independent and being a single mother is worth anyone's respect 

"There is another reason why I dropped by." Janani started 

"Go ahead ,what's it??" 

"I would like to have the personal data of all the kids enrolled here" Janani said making Ananya frown 

"Why??" 

"I told you yesterday about Ava's illness right. It was an allergic reaction. A very nasty one. And I was not prepared for that. I think it would be better if I'm well informed about any kind of medical histories of the children so that I can be well prepared if something ever happens" Janani said and Ananya was all the more impressed 

"Sure. I will mail the details. But you will have to sign a non disclosure agreement as per the protocols" Ananya said with an apologetic smile 

"That's totally fine. I know the kids here are all from high profile families. I can totally understand" Janani said 

Ananya Mittal's phone rang for the fourth time in an hour 

Ananya sighed looking at the caller ID 

Inder 

The man doesn't know how to take no for an answer 

She disconnected the call and sighed looking at the photo of another man in her office 

The one who was her life 

Janani saw the change of emotions on Ananya's face after the the phone call came 

"Everything alright Ananya??" Janani asked bringing Ananya back to present 

"Yes yes. I would love to have you here Janani. Hope Ava is better now" Ananya said and Janani smiled in response 

"Momma, superman is here" a child squealed and Janani peaked in through glass partition to see Ananya's child being thrown in the air and caught back by a man 

Ananya huffed 

"What does this man think of himself" Ananya stood up from her seat all ready to throw out the man who is creating havoc in hers and her baby's peaceful life 

Janani smiled amused at the look on Ananya's face 

She always thought Ananya was the calm type 

Now she is seeing an entirely different Ananya who looks angry yet animated at the same time 

"I will take your leave now. Will see you on Monday Ananya" Janani said and walked towards the door leading outside 

Before exiting she heard Ananya saying looking at the photo 

"See Dhruv .He is after me for sometime now. And he has our son eating out of his palm. The only thing that comes out of his mouth nowadays is superman superman" complained Ananya to the man in the photo and walked towards the connecting door that leads to playroom where the kids are now surrounding the man who is giving them lollipops now 

***** 

Meanwhile at Verma Mansion, Aadesh was having a tough time dealing with two kids alone 

He being over confident had refused to take help from Shanthi Seth when she offered and had given her an off so that she could go for some shopping 

His brother is going to kill him if he comes to know the nanny has been given an off without consulting him 

Aadesh took a colouring book and crayons and gave it to the kids to keep them occupied and went to attend a call just outside the room 

Once the call is over and he returned to the room only to see the children colouring the walls, abandoning the colouring book 

"What are you two doing??" He cried out seeing the stick figures on the wall drawn by Ava and concentric circles of various colors drawn by Advi 

They book looked up from their task and smiled proudly at their chachu who is now sweating 

"Uncle ,see Ava and Advi" Ava said pointing at the two stick figures on the wall 

"Great" Aadesh muttered prying the color pencils from the kids 

Advi started crying in protest and tried to grab it back from his uncle 

"Sorry kiddo. You two will be safe. I will be the one getting an earful from your momma and dada." He said placing the color pencils out of their reach 

As Advi's screams intensified Aadesh picked him up and tried to hush him which proved futile 

"Wait ,I will bring your milk. Ava play with your brother. Uncle will come soon" and he placed them both on the floor as it is the safest and closed the door so that they wouldn't crawl out and harm themselves and went to the kitchen to get Advi's bottle 

According to him, crying babies stop crying when they get milk 

So the best solution is to give him milk 

As Aadesh walked into the room with the bottle of milk ,he was relieved to not hear screams from inside, which was short lived because soon he saw them drawing on the cupboard with a marker 

His marker 

Which he brought to check the files and mark the points while the children sit there and play quietly 

What an impossible dream it was?? 

"Why are you doing this to me" he cried looking at both the kids who looked up at him innocently 

That was the scene Armaan saw as he walked into the room 

He was restless in the office knowing that his brother who is a baby himself is babysitting his kids 

His apprehension was right 

Look at the mess in the room 

"What the fuck Addy??" He asked in horror 

"Uck uddy??" Came another voice from down there and both the brothers looked at Advi in horror 

"Maan! What are you teaching your son?? Janani will kill you if she hears this" Aadesh said using the opportunity to get away from the scolding which was due for him 

"If she hears what??" Asked Janani coming into the room 

She looked around the room and gasped 

She had went out for an hour and look at the state of the room 

"What is this?" She pointed around and asked no one in particular 

"Uck uddy" Advi repeated with a mischievous smile making Aadesh and Armaan stiffen 

"What is he saying?? Uck??" Janani asked confused 

"Its -its -yeah, its duck. He is asking for his duck toy" Aadesh covered up 

"Oh my my!! My baby used to say ucky for his duck . Now it became Uck. Aren't your vocabulary improving little man" Janani instantly forgot the mess of the room and scooped her baby in her arms and kissed him on his cheeks followed by kissing Ava too 

"That's right! His vocabulary is definitely improving" Aadesh muttered to Armaan who was watching the scene with an unreadable expression on his face 

"Shut up Aadesh"

Janani Trivedi has something that is very very precious to Armaan Verma. So when Armaan storms into her life to reclaim what's his, Janani let's the forbidding businessman believe the worst of her

Though Janani Trivedi seems gentler that Armaan has known of, he's resolved to make her pay. 

Let's see what happens when Janani's secret is out!! 
Or how the formidable businessman works it out

PS : Inspired from Mills and Boon



"His name is Jason Monroe. He turns three next month." The adoption manager says, pushing a file towards Tobias and I. It's open and packed full of information, the papers thick and stacked on top of one another. In the corner is a small photograph of Jason and I automatically feel drawn to it. There's something about the sadness in his eyes that makes me want to take it away. 

"What's his story?" Tobias says, quickly skimming over the page. There's a pause in the room and I glance up at her from under my lashes. She's sitting in her office chair with her back straight but her eyes diverted to the floor. She releases a heavy sigh before her eyes flicker back up to meet mine. 

"It's a very long one. Jason came to us three months ago from his mothers house. We don't know where his biological father is despite getting in touch with him numerous times. There were suspicions that Jason was being. . . mistreated." She says, her eyes flashing with a mixed sadness and anger. 

"What happened to him?" I ask softly, my heart hammering inside my chest. I can't seem to tear my eyes off the little picture attached to his file. 

"He's had countless visits to A&E. Some for fractured bones, sprains, loss of consciousness. We suspect abuse but Jason won't talk to us, he won't talk to anyone. There's currently an investigation pending into the case but I'm afraid it may be going on for a while." 

"Poor little man." Tobias says quietly beside me, his face set into a permanent frown. 

"What is he like? His behaviour and personality?" I question, my throat drying out considerably. I can't begin to imagine what Jason has seen or experienced. A three year old boy who's been to the hospital more times than I ever have done in my entire lifetime . . . All at the hands of the people who were supposed to protect him. 

"He's quiet, understandably. He doesn't socialise with any of the other kids. We try to get him involved but he always ends up in the corner of the room, on his own. He has frequent night terrors but they seem to be decreasing as time goes on. He's built a relationship with only one member of staff so he is difficult to emotionally connect with." 

"Could we see more of him?" Tobias says beside me. The manager nods her head before her eyes flicker between both of us. 

"It may be slightly overwhelming to take on someone like Jason. He's withdrawn, on edge most of the time and will need further help to process his trauma. Maybe you'd be interested in finding out about another child? Someone who doesn't have as many needs?" 

Automatically Tobias and I look at each other. His brown eyes search mine for an answer and without saying anything, we've already made a decision. 

"No, we'll stick to Jason for now." 

***** 

"Hey Buddy, do you want to do some colouring?" Tobias says, walking over to Jason who's sat at the kids colouring table. Tobias shuffles through some pictures before choosing one and sitting next to Jason. I'm sat a few feet away, watching and observing as Tobias gets to know him further. 

Jason keeps his head down, his hand firmly wrapped around his toy cowboy. Tobias pauses before reaching forward and grabbing some colouring pens. 

"Do you want to help me colour in this picture?" Tobias asks Jason quietly, pushing the paper towards him. There's no response from Jason, no reaction, no interest, nothing. 

I give Tobias a reassuring smile as he looks up at me, slight worry flickering through his eyes. 

"It's a picture of a cowboy." Tobias says patiently, trying his best to connect with Jason on any sort of level. For the first time, we both watch as his head lifts with interest. It's the smallest movement but a step in the right direction. 

"Cowboy?" Jason says quietly. 

"Yeah buddy, it's a cowboy. Look at his hat and boots. Do you want to colour him in?" Tobias says, a smile lighting up his face. I lean back against my chair, a warm feeling settling inside my chest as I watch them both. 

"Okay." Jason murmurs quietly, reaching forward in slow motion to carefully lift a coloured pen from the table. He moves with such caution, almost afraid that his actions will get him in trouble. 

"Hmm. I think I'm going to colour his boots with the pink pen." 

"No!" Jason gasps, looking up at Tobias. They both connect eyes for the first time and Tobias laughs — 

"Why not?" 

"Cowboys don't wear pink." Jason says, picking up a darker colour. He hands it to Tobias carefully, his small hands shaking slightly. 

"Yes you're right. I completely forgot! Cowboys don't wear pink." Tobias says, taking it from him. The two boys sit and continue colouring in silence for the next ten minutes but those very few words spoken gives everyone in the room hope. 

Jason may be quiet and withdrawn but underneath all that pain is a little boy desperate to be just that — 

A little boy. 

***** 

"Yay Ruby! Clap your hands!" I cheer, clapping my hands and bouncing her in my lap. She giggles and gurgles, her large eyes widening in excitement. Emily laughs at us over her shoulder before continuing on with finishing up the cake. 

"Is it normal to celebrate a baby turning six months old?" She asks me, licking a small piece of frosting from the tip of her fingers. I nod and shrug my shoulders — 

"Who says it has to be a full year before we're allowed to eat cake? You & Jake kept this baby alive for six whole months, it's a damn miracle." I laugh. Emily bursts out laughing, nodding her head in agreement. 

"Every day with this eating, sleeping and pooping monster is hard." 

"You're the best parents I know." I tell her seriously. She turns around, pausing for a moment in surprise. 

"Thank you." She says softly, giving me a small smile. Her brown eyes flicker over to Ruby, a baby that couldn't look more like her. 

"I never thought I'd be stood here right now, raising an actual human. If I could celebrate every single day with her, I would." 

In that moment, Ruby senses her mothers love and holds out her arms, wanting to be held. Emily smiles and walks forward, her eyes lighting up with nothing but pure love for her child. She takes her from me and props her up on her hip before kissing her forehead. 

"Hi honey," Emily murmurs, breathing in her scent. I smile at the sight in front of me, knowing my best friend was destined to be a Mum to the amazing Ruby. The kitchen door opens and Jake and Tobias walk in followed by Ivory. 

"I have balloons!" Jake says excitedly, holding them up in the air. Written across them is a number 6 and I laugh, pointing at them. 

"She's six months old Jake, not six years old." 

"Nowhere sold six month old balloons, can you believe that?" Jake says unhappily. Emily walks up to him, standing on her tip toes before kissing him. 

"The balloons are perfect." She says, a wide smile on her face. Jake's unhappy expression immediately vanishes and he scoops Ruby and Emily into a massive bear hug, crushing the pair of them. 

"I love you my Muffin and Cupcake." 

Behind him, Tobias begins to retch, mimicking throwing up. Ivory laughs and shoves his arm slightly, telling him off. Once upon a time, Jake Melvin wouldn't dare call anyone his Cupcake or Muffin. . . That is until he met my best friend and had a daughter. 

I've been surrounded by bad parenting my entire life which completely threw me off having children. Now that I have two of my best friends to show me it isn't all doom and gloom, I couldn't be more excited to start my own family with the man I love. 

"Hey Sugar, fancy giving me some loving like that?" Tobias says, waggling his eyebrows as he walks towards me. I laugh and shake my head at him but my feet automatically move towards his outstretched arms. He wraps both arms loosely around my neck before pulling me into his chest. His hand disappears into my hair and I breathe in his warm scent, closing my eyes. 

"I love you." He whispers down my ear, his voice inviting goosebumps all over my body.

Trisha Louise Lockwood. 

A girl who's tired of having a bad reputation. A girl who decides to change despite her challenging home situation. A girl who thought she was unreadable until she met Tobias Melvin. 

She didn't know one person could change her entire life. 

She didn't know one person could save her from so many demons. 

He calls her SUGAR despite her life being anything but sweet.

"When something tastes bitter, what do you do? You add sugar because it sweetens it up perfectly and it tastes better." Tobias responds, his eyes flickering between my lips and eyes. I feel like my heart is going to burst through my chest and I simply nod back at him. 

"I strongly believe if you enter someone's life, you'll sweeten it up completely," Tobias whispers, his breathing becoming shallow. His eyes are fully trained on my lips now and I let my tongue flick out, wetting my bottom lip. 

I don't know if it's my imagination but I'm sure I hear an animal like growl come from his throat. . . 
                     
Only for a split second. 

"Do you need sugar in your life?" I whisper bravely, my voice trembling. He takes a few seconds to reply but his response has me quivering at the knees -

"You know I do."

colouring for children novel

The Love For Your Children

THE DARK SIDE OF THE MISFITS

THE DARK SIDE OF MISFITS

Children Stories

Forest Children

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• Peculiar Children •

Eradicate

BOUND BY LOVE

SUGAR

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