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The Monster King
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Ongoing, First published Oct 19
Mature
2 new parts
The Monster King was never taught how to love... or how to be human.
Reyansh Singhania, a ruthless and breathtakingly powerful king, was raised on bloodshed, obedience, and the cruel weight of a crown. He never learned respect, warmth, or mercy-only the art of ruling through fear.

But his world shatters when it collides with a tribal girl from the very clan he loathes the most. She is wild, untamed, and everything his heart was never meant to crave. Between them, the hatred runs deep-older than their names, older than their kingdoms.

And yet... hate is a dangerous flame. It burns, blinds, and blurs into something far more fatal. Reyansh is not a man who forgives, nor a king who lets his enemies slip away. With revenge in his veins and obsession in his breath, he swears she will pay for her defiance-
even if it means chaining her fate to his forever.

Because monsters do not love.
They claim. They ruin. They consume.
And she is the one woman he refuses to lose... even if it destroys them both.
"She was his enemy. Now she is his possession."

Trigger Warning: This story contains strong language, dark themes, and sensitive content. Reader discretion is advised.
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