Mine to Hunt || 18+

Mine to Hunt || 18+

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⋆༺🕯️༻⋆ 𝓑𝓸𝓸𝓴 2 𝓸𝓯 "𝓜𝓲𝓷𝓮" 𝓢𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼 ⋆༺🕯️༻⋆ Will start to publish after the completion of Book 1 - "Mine to Claim". (You can find it in my profile)🌷💜 Vihaan Roy Singhania I saw her once. One look, and obsession carved itself into my bones. She was chaos wrapped in innocence, unhinged in the prettiest way possible. I wanted her even before I knew her name. But the moment I discovered who she was, everything changed. She belonged to the bloodline I swore to destroy. And instead of letting her go, I decided to hunt her. Because enemies can run, but I always hunt what's mine. ⋆༺𓆩🖤𓆪༻⋆ Riya Sharma I loved a man whom I claimed as my friend for two complete years. But he never looked at me the way I looked at him. Every unanswered feeling left another bruise inside my chest. Then I saw him. Vihaan Roy Singhania. And in that single moment, I knew he would ruin me. His eyes felt like a warning I should've obeyed. I tried to stay away, tried not to fall into his darkness. But somewhere between his silence and his storms, I did. I fell harder than I ever meant to - straight into the very darkness I once feared. And by the time I realized I was no longer running from him, I was already the prey in his hunt.
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Betrayal never stays buried. Despite the depth of the hole it has buried into, it crawls through the bloodlines- starving, festering. It slowly spreads through the heritage like a plague- poisoning and rotting whatever comes in its way. Decades ago, empires fell due to the same illness. Families burned to ash, blood spilled onto the road as dynasties came crashing down. What was supposed to be a tie of blood, was cut down with the dagger of treachery and greed. But the past isn't dead, it's patient. It remembers. Jiya protects her heart of gold with the steel of bitterness. Soft where she chooses, steel everywhere else. Trusts too easily for some, not nearly enough for others. One wrong glance and she could bleed. Or bend knees. Diya was chaos wrapped in control. Harsh, sharp and untouchable to other. The poison of heritage amused her like some clown in the circus. But for the few she loves, she breaks herself open willingly. Nikola's intelligence is a weapon, His patience a trap. Viransh's charm is guillotine. They don't chase, they trap. They don't lie, they bend the reality on their wills, carving their chosen words into the depth of your mind. Every silence is a strategy and every glance a warning. From ruins, they rose. Bratva. Cartel. Power rebuilt darker and lethal than before. They lost as a dynasty and rose as reign of carnage. Now the past is clawing into the present. Unknown empires washing up to the shore like corpses floating loosely around the sea. Loyalties are fractured and past is questioned. Hearts are crushed down by the weight of treachery and hate. Nothing is sacred. Nothing goes away untouched- love, innocence and trust. Blood will stain hands, desire and betrayal would carve itself into everyone's heart. And by the time this gamble would end, only the cunning minds and strongest hearts would remain with their blood-stained hands and carnage carved into their bones.  

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