Nyra Vardhan was supposed to fear the man who watched her from the shadows. Instead, she found herself searching for him in every crowd. A stalker hidden behind a mask. A fiancé she was never meant to trust. Three men skinned alive. And a trail of blood leading closer to her than ever before. Now Nyra stands between obsession and destruction... ...without realizing one of them has already chosen her.
𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 Three months. Three months of silence in the dark. Three months of rotting behind these walls, wondering what was real and what was just another fucking lie. I used to want answers. I used to believe hatred had a limit. I was a fool. I don’t want explanations. I don’t want apologies. And God help them, I will never grant mercy. They took my kingdom, my sanity, and every damn thing I was supposed to protect. They expected me to bleed in silence. They forgot the cardinal rule: blood demands blood. And her? I haven't decided what hurts more—what she did to tear us apart, or the ghost of the woman I still remember loving. Justice is a coward’s compromise. I am coming for absolute, unforgiving ruin. .𖥔 ݁ ˖𓂃.☘︎ ݁˖ 𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 Three months. Three months of carrying the weight of his hatred. Three months of letting the world brand me a monster, a traitor, a villain. They painted me in guilt and expected me to break under the shadow of his name. They thought they buried me alive. They didn’t realize I was born in the dark. Let him hunt me. Let him look at me with murder in his eyes. I won't run. I won't beg. And I sure as hell won't bleed for a crime I didn't commit. He thinks he's coming back for payback. But when the ashes settle, when every mask falls and the truth is ripped into the light, he will realize I bled in secret just to keep him alive. He wants blood. But I am coming for my absolute, undeniable truth.
BOOK 2 in 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑨𝒃𝒚𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔 𝐍𝐲𝐫𝐚 𝐱 𝐀𝐚𝐝𝐲𝐚𝐧 "𝐒𝐡𝐡... 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐮𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝." . . NYRA VARDHAN The first time I died, it was at his hands. Not with a gun. Not with a knife. No, Aadyan killed me in the slowest, cruelest way possible. He made me his. It wasn't a choice. It never was. He kissed me like a claim, like a war, like a grave I'd never crawl out of. He kissed me like he'd breathe me in, just to tear me apart from the inside. And when he pulled away? He smirked. Like he'd just set me on fire and dared me to beg for the burn. That was the moment I realized-I could run, I could fight, I could bleed. But I'd never be free. Because this man, this monster... He would never let me go. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. AADYAN ZAVERI She thinks she can escape me. She thinks I'll let her go. But my little rebel doesn't understand. I don't let go of what's mine. Not when she fights me. Not when she hates me. Not even when she says my name like a curse instead of a prayer. Because here's the thing about me, little rebel- I ruin what's mine before the world even gets a chance to touch it. And you? You were dead the moment you caught my eye. 𓍯𓂃𓏧♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ𓍯𓂃𓏧♡ 18+ content. Mature language!
Nyra Vardhan was supposed to fear the man who watched her from the shadows. Instead, she found herself searching for him in every crowd. A stalker hidden behind a mask. A fiancé she was never meant to trust. Three men skinned alive. And a trail of blood leading closer to her than ever before. Now Nyra stands between obsession and destruction... ...without realizing one of them has already chosen her.
𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 Three months. Three months of silence in the dark. Three months of rotting behind these walls, wondering what was real and what was just another fucking lie. I used to want answers. I used to believe hatred had a limit. I was a fool. I don’t want explanations. I don’t want apologies. And God help them, I will never grant mercy. They took my kingdom, my sanity, and every damn thing I was supposed to protect. They expected me to bleed in silence. They forgot the cardinal rule: blood demands blood. And her? I haven't decided what hurts more—what she did to tear us apart, or the ghost of the woman I still remember loving. Justice is a coward’s compromise. I am coming for absolute, unforgiving ruin. .𖥔 ݁ ˖𓂃.☘︎ ݁˖ 𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 Three months. Three months of carrying the weight of his hatred. Three months of letting the world brand me a monster, a traitor, a villain. They painted me in guilt and expected me to break under the shadow of his name. They thought they buried me alive. They didn’t realize I was born in the dark. Let him hunt me. Let him look at me with murder in his eyes. I won't run. I won't beg. And I sure as hell won't bleed for a crime I didn't commit. He thinks he's coming back for payback. But when the ashes settle, when every mask falls and the truth is ripped into the light, he will realize I bled in secret just to keep him alive. He wants blood. But I am coming for my absolute, undeniable truth.
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