What happens when an unstoppable force meets an immovable psychopath on a field stained with death? Their crossing was violence in disguise, subtle and conscious . She harbored no hate , her curiosity about him , once kindled, became an inferno that erased all boundaries and left reason scorched. He not despises her. Instead he likes pushing her buttons. Every spark of audacity in her gaze, every reckless move, shook the foundations of his built world. And yet... she had insinuated herself into the citadel of his thoughts, dismantling its defenses with a precision he could neither anticipate nor prevent. She was the storm. He was the relentless force She thrived on chaos. He endured through order. She hungered with relentless ferocity. He withheld with absolute certainty. And when obsession crashes into indifference, when unbridled desire confronts control, the collision is inevitable and only ruin bears witness.

She asked the other guy to teach her how to punch cuz she got B in Math. Her brother's best friend, her tutor saw that and snapped. "What the fuck was that?" "What?!I was just trying to relax my stress" "By learning how to fucking punch? With some random guy?Do you have any idea how fucking stupid that was?!" "But at least ..I feel fucking better now" There she is,his best friend's little sister, his stubborn student, his obsession.

"'Where am I?'" "'Do you remember anything?'" Well, I wouldn't be asking if I did, now would I? . . . Jewel Amana is supposed to be dead. She's not dead. She can't remember how, or why---and honestly she's not entirely sure this isn't all some crazy dream. She's not stupid either. Someone tried to kill her, someone is going to try and find her and make sure she's actually dead this time. They'll probably kill her new allies too. But there is some sort of silver tainted lining. She can remember one thing. Tiffany. And the vaguely fuzzy feeling in her chest when she says the name out loud. No path is ever straight, and while she thinks she isn't either, this might be one of the hardest trials of her life--not that she can remember the other ones.

Rose Lovell does not have the time or the energy for a boyfriend. Her senior year is the time for fun and school and avoiding any more drama, especially after all the chaos from last year. But when her ex boyfriend pisses her off a little too much, it's time for a little revenge. Alex Finch might hate Rose's ex even more than she does. So when a plan forms to get back at him, Alex is ready to pounce on the chance. The rules are simple: pretend to date for a few months and then break up. It's all just an act after all. But what if pretending starts to get too real? Will they stick to the script or will emotions ruin everything? *finished september 30, 2025*

𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐀: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐢𝐱 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐬 #1 𝓒𝓪𝓷 𝓫𝓮 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭 𝓪𝓼 𝓪 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓪𝓵𝓸𝓷𝓮. Seven women vanish from Delhi at 10:30 p.m. No CCTV. No evidence. No pattern-except the chilling silence each disappearance leaves behind. ARCADIA is called in, forcing two rivals to work side by side: 𝐀𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐡𝐢 𝐃𝐮𝐭𝐭 - cold, brilliant, and hiding a trauma she refuses to touch. 𝐃𝐞𝐯 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 - sharp, infuriating, and far too protective of the one woman who swears she doesn't need him. He calls her love just to watch her break. She calls him Dev because anything more would be dangerous. But as they dig deeper, a disturbing truth starts to surface: these abductions aren't random. They're deliberate. Structured. Driven by a twisted interpretation of 𝐊𝐚̄𝐦𝐚 - the sin of desire. And when the pattern tightens around Aarohi, Dev feels the shift instantly-the air changing, the hunt turning personal. Someone is watching her. Someone is choosing her. And Dev would burn the world down before he lets desire claim her next. 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐞 1: 𝐊𝐀̄𝐌𝐀 - 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰! 𝐊𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐇𝐀 - 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫