DEDICATION

To the girls who never searched for sunshine,

but found themselves captivated by storms.

To the readers who are drawn to dangerous secrets, haunted men, and stories that live in the shadows long after the last page.

This book is not a fairytale.

There are no shining knights. No promises of innocence.

Only ghosts wearing medals, monsters hiding behind honor, and a man whose hands were taught to destroy long before they were taught to protect.

If you came looking for a hero,

you have picked up the wrong story.

But if you came searching for a villain who bleeds, a soldier who carries wars inside his soul, and a love story born in darkness—

then welcome.

Kabir Chuahaan is waiting.

And once he knows your name,

there is no turning back.

Trisha's Aesthetic.

Kabir's Aesthetic

Ridima's Aesthetic.

Siddharth 's Aesthetic