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The Crescent

They call me the Black Crescent Killer.
A ghost in the dark. A blade with a purpose.
I hunt the kind of men who think their power makes them untouchable - the predators no one else will stop.
I'm hunt the man who killed my mother- my father.
But then I meet him. Rowan Grayson.
Cold. Beautiful. Dangerous.
He shouldn't matter to me, but the moment our eyes meet, I know I've found something I can't destroy.
He doesn't see what I've become for him. Doesn't know the blood I've spilled to keep others away.
Every girl who looks at him, every hand that reaches out - gone.
Because he belongs to me, even if he'll never admit it.

The Executioner

They call me the Midnight Executioner.
I kill with reason. Precision. Control.
I'm hunting down the men who ruined my father. 
But she-Selene Cameron-is chaos wrapped in silk and shadow. She's the storm I never saw coming. I see the same darkness hiding behind her calm smile. The same blood on her hands.
She doesn't know what I am. Doesn't know she's been stalking the very killer she's been searching for.
But I know her. I see the truth every time she looks at me like I'm salvation instead of sin.
And I can't decide if I want to save her-or drag her down with me.
I know one thing. 
I would kill anyone who dares touch what's mine. 

Two killers. One obsession.
When the Crescent meets the Executioner, love becomes a weapon-and fixation turns lethal.All Rights Reserved

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Khaali Raaste

She felt it before she saw it-the prickle of eyes on her skin, the unsettling sensation of being watched, even in a crowd. The feeling had started months ago, subtle at first, just a hint of unease that she brushed aside as paranoia. But as days turned into weeks, the sensation grew more intense, more insistent, like a shadow that followed her everywhere. Her friends called her dramatic, her mother worried she was overworking herself. But she knew better. It wasn't just her imagination. He was always there-just out of sight, lurking in the edges of her world, a dark figure woven into the fabric of her life. She caught glimpses of him in reflections, a fleeting silhouette in the corner of her vision. She could feel his presence, a heavy weight pressing on her chest, tightening her breath. He watched her with a hunger that burned in his eyes, an obsession that consumed him. She didn't know his name, didn't know his face, but she could feel the intensity of his gaze even when she was alone. It was a strange sensation, knowing someone wanted her so badly it bordered on madness. Her every move was marked, every breath counted. She was no longer living in a city, but in a cage-a cage he had built, without bars or locks, yet impossible to escape. He had chosen her, marked her as his own, and now there was no turning back. She's his obsession, and he's her obsessive stalker. What she didn't know was why. Why her? Why now? And what would he do if she tried to run? The answer was simple-he would never let her go