The strings of fate || Under Editing

Book #1 of the fated series

They call me "the hunter"- the shadow that haunts the wicked. I don't just kill monsters disguised as human- I become their nightmare. Justice isn't a scale I balance; it's a blade I drive into the hearts of those who prey on the helpless. My only rule is simple:

"Loyalty."

But then there's him. A phantom who never reveals his true intentions, yet his presence coils around me like smoke. He doesn't speak. he watches. From the corners of my vision, the cracks in the walls, the spaces between heartbeats. He sees me, not the weapon I pretend to be, but the girl beneath the blood.

"I don't love you, Rafael. Deal with it." - I said.

"Get on your knees, principessa." - he said.

He's not a hero. I'm not a princess. This isn't a love story.

Ah it's obsession.