𝐍𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐤𝐚~ 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝

Among the land of dev vanshi's, Nayanika and her sister Trishika were the only ones without power of elements. And fate didn't help them announcing them as children born from illicit relationship between their traitor mother and indistinct forager.

Childhood was hard-Exceptionally hard. And taunts and glances of disgust and hatred was something they were used to frequent. However, that one glance of the warrior training under their step father icked her.

The glances of the emotionless warrior- Aryaveer.

Nayanika hated it. She hated him and his eyes. To the point she wanted to gouge them out. She hated his monotonous voice and his empty gaze as if he could see through her happy facade and he'd seen it so many times that he'd grown bored of it.

It was as if he challenged her. And it unsettled her, it made her sick. And she loathed him. To the point that she couldn't breathe when she was thinking of him.

"He's my only muse I want to destroy."

A fate sewn by a treacherous mother, takes another turn of threads, causing them to tangle into yet another loop of trials and tribulations, but this time she's found tied close to her nemesis- warrior Aryaveer.

Come along this journey of Aryaveer and Nayanika, and their hatred for each other with knives at each other's throats and furling set of mutinous emotions.

Tropes-:
True enemies to lovers(they almost kill each other)
Slow burn
Historical fantasy
Nsfw/suggestive content
Forced proximity
Romance with heavy sexual tension.