Serpent hearts ~ BOOK 1 Merciless Yearning Aardhya POV_ I've learned to ignore the chaos in people. Tune it out. Breathe through it. Survive it. But he didn't make noise. He made stillness. The kind that makes you wonder what it's hiding. And I wanted in- not to fix him, not to save him. Just to feel something that wasn't mine. Something dangerous and mine alone. Ruhan POV~ She was made of sharp edges and bruised light. She saw things she wasn't supposed to. Felt things she had no business carrying. But she didn't break. She bloomed in the dark- reckless, fragile, beautiful. And I craved real like a dying man craves poison labeled 'cure'. She didn't ask questions. She just watched. And somehow, I gave answers without saying a word. I thought I could keep her close and still stay clean. But even shadows leave stains. And she's under my skin now. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ He didn't say a word. But the way he looked at her... God help anyone who tried to get between them after that. No words. No touch. Just one glance between them. And somewhere in that silence, the damage had already begun. Dive into the beautifully twisted journey of Ruhan and Aaradhya Tropes~ College romance She fell first but He... fell hardest Psychotic FMC X Morally grey MMC Secrets and scientific mess ~~~~~~~~~ All Rights Reserved

< ITALY X INDIA > ~~~ "I Will ruin u CARA, entirely, utterly, so hauntingly Beautifully, that when I leave, U will know exactly why storms are named after people ". His words barely above a warm intoxicating breath, his eyes boring deep into my eyes- my SOUL. His words, A promise wrapping around me like a VEIL OF WRAITH. Something about him wants me to cherish the twisted part of my soul and let the last remnant of hesitation go. Maybe this thrilling, terrifying feeling is what makes me want to stumble over the edge of sanity. who knows ~ ______ Her onyx pupil, dilated staring right at me, as if looking for a sane part of my soul, lil did she know, the part she is looking for, never existed. I never claimed to be sane, neither I wanted anyone to witness the otherwise, until HER. She unravels the part which I deeply rooted into my damned existence And maybe, just maybe I don't want to be sane- act like I am sane anymore and let my demon consume me, consume her, so she can either run away from my wraith and make me force it to consume, ruin her ... or . . Accept it to ruin me forever. Who Knows ~ ~~~~~~~~~ A fateful night was all it took, and the magic happened. It was meant to be a prank call only, yeh- yeh, unless a man with Greek god body and Latin god features sitting in your garden sipping a coffee, entering in your life to make it either hellish beautiful or heavenly haunting. WHO KNOWS ? You know what they say about Fate? It's like a GPS leading u straight into the Dead end. But it was anything close to end, it was starting of something Inevitable which tuned out to be a point of no return. While Fate played the cupid to bring the fallen Angel and the disguised devil together. ~~~~~~~~~~