All Chapters of The Shambala Chronicles : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Maya was placing a series of kisses on Aryan's bare chest. Their discussion had led to another make-out session."Maya if you dont stop now, I won't be able to hold myself anymore." His voice was husky, and his eyes were smouldering. His face was contoured in restrain.She looked up at him and gave a seductive smiled, " why should we stop?""Damm lady, you are killing me," he groaned."Kiss me Aryan," she demanded, her violet eyes were full of lust. "I would do more than just kissing," he warned, though it was more of a promise than a warning."I would like to see that," she replied.He captured her lips in a firm kiss, exploring her mouth with his tongue. Slowly his hand reached behind and undid her bustier, taking it off, revealing her lovely firm breasts.He broke away from the kiss to savour her," you are beautiful," he whispered, almost b

100 years ago -15-year-old Bhairav tied the firewood which he had collected from the forest and started back towards his home. His home was a small cottage at the end of the village. It was isolated from the village, but it was pretty, with flowers growing through the windows, in the garden, even on the thatched roof. It kept the house well scented depending on whatever was in season.They even grew their vegetables. But that was a house of ill repute. Bhairav slowed down as he saw one of the village man emerging from his house, with a self-satisfied smirk on his face.Bhairav clutched his fist in anger though he could do nothing. That was the only way they could survive, had survived until now.He ignored the jeering look which the man gave him. After dumping the firewood in the garden he went inside. His mother was counting coins. Her long hair was still in disarray, she was a beautiful woman. Even at

The royal banquet had just ended. Navya's mouth was wrapped around Kyron's shaft while he groaned in ecstasy." This is pure heaven, my lady."She continued working on him until he reached his climax"That was terrific. If that was your first time, you did great." Byron said.She leaned back in the chair, her hands still holding her breasts and smirked."It wasnt my first time." She replied.Kyron opened his mouth to say something then closed it. She picked up the untouched goblet of wine resting on the table and took a sip."What? You didnt like it?" "I liked it, Liked it a lot. I hope I can do that again, often." He said licking his lips.He couldn't believe when Navya the fiancee of the crown prince agreed to accompany to his study. One thing led to another and here they were, pleasuring each other."Well, it is hard

Toshani's eyes slowly opened, focusing on a pillow near her face. She was lying on her stomach, her hair was strewn about. She lifted onto her elbows, wincing at the pain throughout her body. All of her muscles were sore from exhaustive travelling and being tied up all the time, and she was incredibly thirsty and hungry. Her clothes were filthy, she hadn't changed in three days. She looked around the small room. It was a small cabin all in white. And it gently moved with the waves.She had finally stopped struggling when she realized it was useless. It was better to cooperate and conserve her energy. She could escape when the time was right. They had travelled to the capital city of Kushasthali, then immediately boarded off on a ship.She had been closely guarded and tied up all this while, except breaks for her physical needs. She made for the door, took a deep breath and tugged at the handle. It was bolted; she was locked i

Prahastha could feel his skull throb, he had been kept blindfolded and tied up ever since his capture. He could escape but he preferred to wait. He was patient.Apart from her screams when they were being transported from Ilaksh, he had not seen or heard of Toshani, he prayed that she was fine.He knew Rudra would not harm her intentionally, that boy loved her. Even though he had lied about his identity, and fooled Prahastha as well. He didn't mean to harm Toshani, otherwise, he would not have been able to cross the "line of true motive" spell that Prahastha had cast around their cottage. If Prahastha played his cards well, he would be able to escape with Toshani easily. He was the dark shadow, these binds were trifle for him. His body gently swayed to the rhythm of the ship, as it glided over the calm waters of Saraswati river.The lock clicked, and although he could not see anyone who, Prahastha was aware of his prese

Prahastha was pinned against the wall, gasping while Rudra held him by his throat. He had just lunged at him as soon as he heard Prahastha's confession. "I have been looking for you, ever since, " Rudra said through his gritted teeth."Why did you kill him?"  "Rudra, listen to me, this will get you nothing. If I die you will never find out who wanted to kill Anbir." "Stop bluffing, you killed him, I dont need to know anything else." Rudra snapped back. "I was hired to kill the crown prince, alright? I had no business with Anbir or Vatsaya or Shambala. I was a hired assassin." Rudra narrowed his eyes and stared at him," why should I believe you?"  "Do you have a choice? Am I not the one who told you the real truth about your father? I could have simply hidden my involvement. You would never find out anyway." He did make se

"No," she whispered, though it was more of a yes. "Yes," he stepped in close, pinning her against the wall. "Toshani," he whispered in a voice laden with lust.His lips lightly brushed her ears; she could feel his hot breath as it spilt down her neck followed by his grazing lips.The second pass produced soft, open-mouth kisses.  The third brought out his tongue to trace the cords of her straining muscles. Her breathing was growing harsh. When his teeth firmly sank into her neck, she slightly arched into him and bit her lip. It did little good to stop the moan deep in her throat. He kissed and sucked the tender flesh drawing more sounds from her.When he lifted his head to gaze down at her, she too looked up at him. She hated him. She had to. But God, he made her ache. She wanted to touch him, glide her nails over the firm flesh of his chest and then dig her nai

Toshani brought her arms up, determined to overpower Rudra's sleeping form. Just as she was about to take a swing at him.Her throat was wrapped by his hand and squeezed. Instinctively, her hands clawed at his iron-clad grip, her eyes watering as she gasped for air.His other hand caught her wrist holding the dagger. He twisted her hand behind her forcing her to drop the dagger.Tackling her, he threw her on the bed, pinning her below him. Placing his knees on her stomach he said. "Do not do that again" he hissed. Frantic for air, Toshani nodded rapidly.She stopped struggling, and pleaded," please, I won't do it again. He loosened his grip, staring at her heaving chest. Few pink marks on her body attested their tryst of the previous night. Her lips were still swollen from his kisses."My beautiful scheming Princess. Do you remember our first meeting in Shambala?" He purred while nuzzlin

Toshani woke up, It took her a few seconds to remember where she was and the events of the previous day. She had been brought into what she guessed a castle, then locked up in a luxurious chamber. She was blindfolded until she reached this room which she considered rather necessary, she wasnt planning to run away nevertheless. She sighed as the memories of the earlier night came crashing back to her. Worse yet, she realised that there was an arm wrapped around her waist. Her heart pounding, she searched her memory for an explanation. Assured, that she had no lapse in memory, she concluded that the man must have come to her when she slept. She wriggled out from underneath the muscular arm, slipping to the edge of the bed, trying to put as much distance between herself and the person the arm was attached to. She could easily guess who he was."Good morning Princess," said the voice. There was no need for her to turn around now, she knew that voice.

Shrushaw was sitting in front of a statue, the statue was of a man sitting in a meditative pose. His eyes were closed, a calm serene expression etched on its face."I have failed father, I was unable to save the princess," she sighed, her face etched in a frown.She was in the ruins of the citadel of Attila, one of the oldest learning centre of Shambhala. It was in ruins now like the rest of the country. The token governor of Shambhala was more interested in terrorising the citizens and collecting tax.Shrushaw rummaged through the old parchments, though she knew what she was looking for was already lost "Well, finally found you." She turned immediately at Prahastha's voice."How did you find me?" She asked surprised.He smirked, "tracking magic is one of my speciality, anyway, we need to talk."She looked dejected, "there is nothing to