I had always wondered why Dad had warned me to stay away from Viraj the day he first brought him home. “Our mind has a way of sensing danger,” he said once. “Fear is how we survive. It’s instinct.”
But he hadn’t realized that my mind was broken. It didn’t flinch from danger…it ran toward it, hungry for the thrill. And now, I was paying the price.
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Mriganayani was raised to be the perfect princess of the Mahindra Dynasty—silent, obedient, destined for a marriage chosen by the throne. In a kingdom where royal women exist only to secure alliances and bear heirs, she secretly longs for more. More freedom. More choice. More power than her fate was ever willing to offer. But the night of her initiation changes everything. Good girl Mriganayani, who followed every rule her entire life, breaks the most sacred one when she chooses him—Vadya, the captured enemy warrior feared across kingdoms. A man who has never bowed to a king, a queen, or a blade. Yet for the princess who meets his gaze with trembling courage, he would kneel. He would shatter. He would worship. A forbidden romance. A story of power and vengeance. A journey of a young woman discovering the fire she was never meant to hold.
When the Prince of Daimyra, a demon species, finds his mate in a half-human, he isn’t ready to accept it. She is too fragile, too breakable to satisfy his beast. But nature has other plans. Fate has bound them together, and no matter how hard he resists, her pull burns through every wall he’s built. She was never meant to be his, yet she is the one destined for him. He will make her his, slowly, painfully, completely, and he will do everything in his power to make it possible.
He was death incarnate. She was life he never asked for. Shivatya Bodil is one of the oldest, most dangerous true vampires in existence, untouchable, feared, and entirely uninterested in the ancient blood-bond tradition that ties male vampires to human mates. He's spent centuries mastering his hunger, burying his instincts, and keeping his monstrous urges at bay. Until Pranavi Mukherjee enters his life. She's the granddaughter of a dying employee... and Shivatya's fated mate. Young, sheltered, and far too human, 21-year-old Pranavi is everything Shivatya never wanted, soft where he's hard, innocent where he's brutal, warm where he's ice. He's tasked with protecting her until she's ready to become his bride, but every moment near her awakens something primal, something vicious. He doesn't want her. He shouldn't want her. But he craves her in ways that terrify even him. Pranavi grew up pampered, adored, untouched by darkness, until her grandfather's death shatters her world and leaves her at the mercy of a cold, controlling stranger with eyes like obsidian and secrets darker than night. Their paths should never have crossed. But fate, and blood, don't care what either of them wants. Can Shivatya keep his monster caged... or will Pranavi become the one temptation he can no longer resist?
These are all the uncut spicy chapters with details I could not include on Wattpad. Read on your own risk.
My past haunts me still and the darkness is growing. I know it will take me soon. Everyday is a struggle without Anya. The hole she left is killing me slowly but I am living for my daughter. My daughter is my life. I am not the person I used to be. I am neither bad nor good, I am just a dad. And all I want is to be enough for my daughter.
I thought he was the first man to ever see me. To really see me. Not just the weight I carried or the insecurities I buried beneath my clothes- But me. So I followed him. Trusted him. Loved him. Now I wake up in a room I can't leave. A captive. To an uncertain future. He has something sinister planned for me. And the only way out... might be to make the devil fall in love. 🚫🚫🚫 This isn't a love story. Not the sweet kind. It's dark. Twisted. Addictive. The kind where the hero does unforgivable things- and you'll still find yourself wanting him. He's not safe. And neither is what you'll feel. !!!Only Intended For Adults Over 18!!!
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