"You think you can just look past me, Pearls. You think you are safe in the dark. But I can twist your reality until you forget your own name. I will make you doubt your own mind. I will make you question every breath you take. Until the only truth you have left in this world... is me. I am going to become your entire fucking reality. And I will tear your quiet life apart before I ever let you walk away." - Tristan Virelle _____ To the Elite of Ardencrest, Tristan Virelle is the Shadow Prince. He is a quiet, lethal illusionist who ruins minds without ever raising his voice. To Iris, he is just a broken boy standing in her way. She is a Ghost Tier student who wants to be completely invisible. She has absolutely no idea she just challenged a master manipulator. Tristan is a predator raised on lies. Fascinated by her icy control, he traps Iris in his web. He uses his dark psychological games to make her doubt her own sanity. He expects her to crack. He expects her to run. But Iris does not flinch. She is the absolute zero to his chaos. And she is quietly holding the one secret that could burn his empire to the ground. He built a flawless mental cage to make her his pawn. But the Shadow Prince played the wrong girl. He isn't destroying her reality. She is the only thing holding his together. And he will burn his own empire down just to stay at her feet. _______ "The Shadow Prince | 18+" is the fourth book in the Princes of Ardencrest Series. {Can be read as a standalone}

Blurb:- This isn't just about how Lucifer became the man everyone feared. It's about the revenge he spent years sharpening against the woman who laughed when he begged, who left him standing in the rain while she chose someone richer, someone safer. Someone not him. It's about me the woman who loved him long before the empire, who watched him turn his heart into a weapon and his silence into a cage. Who stood beside him while he burned her world down, piece by piece, thinking maybe just maybe the fire would finally warm him enough to see me. And it's about the ending no one saw coming the day he stopped hunting her. And chose someone else. . . . . . TROPES . Revenge Romance Ex-Lovers, Unfinished Business Obsession and Betrayal Love Triangle Dark Fixation She Waited. He Moved On. First Love, Final War Multiple Pov

"Vi... Viaan, please don't do this.. don't leave me, please come back. It's our wedding day. Plea...please I'm begging you." "Do not ever call me again, Ira. It's over between us." The line went dead. That was all it took for him to left me at the Altar for her. *** ~ A REBIRTH STORY From childhood, Ira Veyansh was always compared to Niya Kapadia. Niya ~ the maid's daughter who could do everything better. Studies, sports, looks, manners, obedience, everything. Everyone loved Niya. Ira parents, her brothers, even the family celebrated her like she was one of their own. Birthdays, dinners, small achievements... the praise always went to Niya. "Ira, you should be more like Niya." "I wish Niya was my sister." "Take a lesson from Niya." Day by day, Ira felt invisible. Starved for love and attention, she did things she shouldn't have, hurt Niya, humiliated her, even darker. But nothing worked. Then came Viaan. Her childhood love. The one she thought would finally make her happy. But he chose Niya too. The pain and humiliation were too much for her to handle. That night, walking alone in the rain after being abandoned at her own wedding, Ira was hit by a truck. A brutal accident that ended her life. But life gave her a second chance. A rebirth. She remembered everything. Every insult. Every betrayal. Every heartbreak. And somewhere in that second life... there is this man. Reevan. A man she was never meant to cross paths with. Forbidden. Yet somehow... tied to her fate. Now, the question is, will she let fate repeat itself, or will she change her story?

"Vikram... please..." Naina cried softly as he dragged her down the grand staircase of the Rathore mansion. Her tears blurred her vision while her trembling hands tried to loosen his painful grip around her wrist. "I didn't steal anything..." But Vikram didn't stop. "Get out!" he said dangerously quiet, throwing her bag near her feet. Naina looked at him shattered completely. "Suniye... main kaha jaungi...?" she asked broken. Then Vikram looked at her with eyes colder than she had ever seen before. "Go back to your world, you cannot digest luxuries " He said.. Tropes: Secret Baby ✧ Rejected Pregnant Wife ✧ Morally Grey Hero ✧ Dominant Hero × innocent Heroine ✧ Angst Romance ✧ Groveling Hero ✧ Possessive MMC