Asha Clare

I slammed my hand on the table, eyes blazing. "You think you can just waltz in here and-"

Kairo leaned back, his dark eyes locked on mine. "Waltz in? Goddammit, Asha, I've been looking for you everywhere."

"You mean stalking me."

"Call it what you want," he murmured, slowly walking up to me. "But if I could, I'd press every inch of you against me and I would never, ever let go."

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Dreams shouldn't leave bruises, but his words do. Every night he's there, a shadow I hate and a face I can't forget. I try to push him out of my mind, but it's impossible. Then monsters attack, ripping through the life I thought I loved.

Everything I knew, everything I trusted, turns out to be a lie.

They send me to a school for people like me, people I didn't even know existed. A place to train, to fight, to survive against things that want me dead. Nothing here is ordinary. Nothing about me is ordinary anymore. Every lesson, every challenge, pushes me further than I ever imagined I could go.

And he is there too, watching me with eyes that seem to see straight into my soul, glaring as if he owns the chaos around us. He is infuriating, infuriatingly powerful, and somehow tied to everything I am and everything I'm about to become.

I may not understand a lot about what's going on in my life, but I know one thing for sure.
A man with a god complex is dangerous, but a man who is the child of one is way worse.

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This story contains mature themes and inappropriate language, not suitable for all audiences. For a full list of TWs, please go at the beginning of the book, under "author's note".
Reader discretion is advised.

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Status: ONGOING
Update: One chapter every Monday
STARTED on the 16th of February 2026