Chapter: 43. Shadows of Betrayal The city had grown eerily quiet in the hours before midnight. Mumbai’s neon lights reflected off puddles left by the day’s storm, painting streets in shifting patterns of red and gold. At the Singh estate, the family tried to rest, but sleep was impossible. Every creak of the house, every shadow in the corridor made Svetlana’s heart race. She had never seen Akash like this before—so focused, so fearless, yet carrying a weight she couldn’t fully comprehend.Akash moved silently through the halls, checking security feeds, confirming patrol schedules, and reviewing plans for potential threats. He had been expecting Rathore to retaliate, but tonight felt different. The patterns were… deliberate. Almost personal.Svetlana watched from the top of the staircase, torn between admiration and fear. “Akash…” she whispered, almost unconsciously. He paused, sensing her presence, and looked up.“I know you’re here,” he said softly, voice low but commanding. “You don’t need to follow me.”Her hands
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Chapter: 42. Blazing alliancesThe first light of dawn stretched across Mumbai, piercing through the curtains of the Singh estate. The night’s chaos had left its mark—broken doors, scorched panels, and the lingering scent of smoke—but the family had survived. Akash stood in the library, scanning the reports, his jaw tight. Rathore’s latest moves were already in motion. He had anticipated every predictable reaction—but even he could not anticipate the next level of ruthlessness.Svetlana entered silently, carrying tea and a worried expression. “Akash… you’re pushing yourself too hard. Father is resting, but Zain is still furious. And Maya… she’s terrified. This war of yours—it’s consuming everyone.”Akash turned toward her, taking the cup she offered with a faint smile. “I know. And I hate that it affects them. But Rathore doesn’t play fair. He won’t stop until he breaks everyone around me, including you.”Her eyes softened. “Then we fight him together. You don’t have to carry this alone anymore. I trust you… and I
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Chapter: 41. Fractured loyalties The Singh estate was unusually quiet that morning. The storm from the previous night had left streets littered with debris, and the air smelled faintly of smoke from the warehouses Akash had burned. The family gathered in the breakfast hall, tension coiled tightly like a spring ready to snap. Mr. Singh’s health had worsened overnight, his usually commanding presence now fragile and uneven. Zain, visibly restless, paced near the window, glaring at Akash from time to time, suspicion clouding his face.Akash sat at the far end of the table, reviewing reports on his tablet, noting Rathore’s movements. The wounds on his shoulder and arm had been treated, but every movement reminded him of the docks’ ambush. Svetlana arrived, carrying a tray of tea, her sari slightly damp from the morning drizzle. Her eyes met Akash’s for a moment, a silent exchange passing between them—care, worry, and an unspoken acknowledgment of trust.“Akash,” Zain said sharply, breaking the silence. “I still don’t und
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Chapter: 40. Firestorm Mumbai’s skyline glimmered under a restless moon, its silver light glancing off the towering glass façades of corporate offices and the hidden docks where secrets festered. In the Singh estate, Akash moved like a ghost through the halls, every step measured, every breath controlled. The wounds from the ambush at the docks throbbed, but he ignored the pain. There was no time to heal—not while Rathore’s empire still threatened both his families.Svetlana watched him from the grand staircase, draped in a soft silk sari, hair disheveled from restless worry. Her hands clutched the railing as she followed his movements silently. Every instinct told her to intervene, to protect him, but she also knew Akash had always lived by rules she couldn’t yet grasp. He had his mission. She could only trust—and wait.“Akash,” she whispered finally, her voice catching in the quiet room. “You’re bleeding… again. Why do you put yourself in danger like this?”He turned, eyes sharp, yet softened by the sight
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Chapter: 39. Love and loyalty The entire dock flared to life. Hidden cameras blinked from every corner, all aimed at Akash. Red recording lights.“Smile,” Devraj sneered. “You’re live to Rathore.”From somewhere, Rathore’s voice came again, this time steady and cold.“You see, Akash… you infiltrated my world. You charmed my daughter, played the victim. But now… everyone will see what you are.”Akash’s chest heaved, not from fear but fury. “You have no idea what I am.”“An orphan pretending to be a savior,” Rathore replied. “You think I didn’t know about the Singh connection? You think I didn’t know you were Mr. Singh’s lost son? Oh, I know everything now.”Akash froze. His grip tightened around his gun.That secret… how could Rathore possibly know?Rathore chuckled darkly. “Your father is a dying man, Akash. And when he’s gone, you’ll inherit his empire. But by then, you’ll already be destroyed. I’ll make sure of that.”Devraj raised his gun again, but Akash fired first. The bullet grazed Devraj’s arm. Chaos erupt
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Chapter: 38. The snareThe rain came down in heavy sheets, turning Mumbai’s night into a blur of silver and shadow. Streetlights flickered over the empty docks, casting long reflections across the wet concrete. The private port was deserted—too deserted. It was supposed to be a small-scale bust. A shipment disguised as textile cargo. Simple. Quick. But Akash had been in the game long enough to recognize a setup when he saw one.He crouched behind a stack of containers, eyes scanning the dark horizon. His earpiece crackled once before going silent. Communication lines—jammed.They knew I was coming.He tightened his grip on his pistol. The familiar weight steadied him.All his instincts screamed one thing—trap.Behind him, the ocean roared, black waves crashing against the pier. Every shadow seemed alive, every sound too deliberate. He crouched lower, adjusting his night-vision lens. His breath came slow and steady.He’d come alone—by design. Only one of his closest contacts knew his location. He had wanted
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Less Kisses, More Kills
A lifelong feud between two mafia families is heightened when the two mafia bosses kill eachother in a tussle.
Bianca Rizzo, a free spirited college student becomes hardened when she learns about her father's death, returns from Los Angeles to her hometown and begins training to take over the mafia business. She vows in her heart to destroy the family responsible for death of her father.
Lorenzo Sforza, a CEO of a jewelry company far away from home, returns home to take after his late father's mafiadom and also makes plans to deal with the perpetrators of his dad's death.
Four years before Bianca and Lorenzo father's deaths, they both meet each other online and form a deep connection, sharing eachother's burdens.
Bianca is excited to finally meet the guy she's been chatting with online, who is returning to his hometown, which is her's also.
What will happen to them as they unviel secrets surrounding their families that succeed in tearing them. Will a four year old, well nurtured love turn into hate as their families continue feuding?
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Chapter: chapter 109Shirley had decided to stop resisting Adam because that was the only way she could get closer to him. She feared he would leave her if she confessed her feelings for him so she just stayed with him as his pretend girlfriend.Now, he'd taken her for a conference at a hotel. It was work related but was also a social gathering. He showered her with gifts, jewellery and clothes for the conference. Before the sun set, she was already tired. Her facial bones were weak from plastering fake smiles all day long. She just wanted to be alone with Adam.And as if he read her mind, he asked her if she wanted to go now and she said yes.They said goodbye to some of the guests they were acquainted with and they retired to the hotel.Adam knew exactly what he wanted from Shirley right now and so did she.The tension in the hotel room was evident.Adam felt the thunder of his heart as their mouths made that first contact. The warmth of her flesh collided with his and her skin smelt of flowers and spi
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Chapter: chapter 108Luke was busy with work in his office when he heard from his secretary that he has a visitor.He wondered who the person was because he wasn't expecting anyone."Tell the person to come in" he said to his secretary and the person came into his office.Lo and behold it was Rachel. She was holding a bouquet on one hand and a very small box on the other hand."What is it you want Rachel? Can't you see me after work?" He asked her curtly"No Luke, my feelings for you can't wait" she said as dropped the bouquet on his desk and went down on her knees"Will you marry me Luke Garfield?" She askedLuke got up from his seat perplexed"You must be joking!" He bit out"No Luke, I just thought I'd propose since you weren't doing so. We can start a family. Me, you and our unborn baby""You're batshit crazy if you think I'd start a family with you when I already have one with Allie" he barked. "Don't feel too privileged and hopeful because I allowed you to stay in my house. I just kept you there bec
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Chapter: chapter 107Rachel knew it had been long since she visited Bennett but she couldn't stop herself today. Luke ate her food over Allie's.She was excited because she was making headway. Soon enough, after a little manipulation, Luke would make her his wife and do away with Allie.She couldn't wait!She drove to Bennett's house to share the good news with him."Bennett!" She began cheerfully after he opened the door for her"Luke ate my food over Allie's. He likes my food! I'm making headway...""Really?" He asked, happy too"Yes!" She squealedBennett suddenly stopped cheering with her, he mused instead"You want him to marry you, right?" He asked"Obviously" Rachel replied"Why don't you propose to him instead? He might be reluctant to pop the question because of Allie but now you've told him that you're carrying his child, he'll have no choice than to say yes. Plus he likes your food which means that his feelings for you are probably coming back" Bennett said. "so why don't you make the first mov
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Chapter: chapter 106Luke had just been called to the office for an important meeting. It was impromptu but that was the nature of his job.He worried a bit about Allie and didn't want her bothering about Rachel. He was going to take care of that.After having a fantastic orgasm, he dressed up again for work as he watched Allie sleep.He knew she was still conscious and wasn't in a deep sleep. He figured he would only feel at ease if she slept soundly."Go to sleep now, Allie." He mumbled softly ‘Mmm.’ She felt her eyelids growing heavy, as sleepy as if someone had slipped her a narcotic. Was it the absence of fear or because Luke was now stroking her hair in that reassuring and rhythmical way which made her feel so safe and secure?‘That’s nice,’ she murmured.‘Is it?’ he questioned thickly. Was he crazy? Or was she being a little less innocent than he thought?‘Mmm.’ Instinctively, she wriggled towards him, colliding with the warmth of his body. So was that. Oh, heavens—did she forget how good he felt?
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Chapter: chapter 105Her darkly virile lover taking his willing captive off to experience the perfect pleasures of his body. Wasn’t that the stuff of every woman’s secret dream—to be mastered and dominated by such a powerful man?She shook her head as he slipped the garment from his broad, bare shoulders and let it flutter to the floor like the white flag of surrender—except she knew that he didn’t have a surrendering bone in his body.Allie saw him give a mocking wince as he slowly slid the zip of his trousers down and it said much for his self-possession and steely control that still he did not hurry it, despite the very obvious evidence of his arousal.How could he possibly look both elegant and sexy as he removed his trousers and draped them over the back of a chair? His feet were bare, so all that remained were the silk boxer shorts which gave his body the look of a taut and supremely fit athlete. He kicked them off and for a moment just stood before her—completely naked and thrillingly aroused—his e
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Chapter: chapter 104She knew he loved her hair. He had told her that the first time she’d met him—he’d said it was the colour of the setting sun before the night sky swallowed it up, whole. And when he had said it, he had looked as if he would like to swallow her up whole.Hadn’t it been his almost poetic way with words which had disarmed her just as much as the dark, good looks and the hard, lean body? The idea that a man could be the embodiment of all that was masculine and yet be unafraid to express himself in the way which would make a woman melt?But hadn’t that just been part of his well-practised seduction technique? How long had it been since he’d told her that her eyes were like the violet-blue flowers which scrambled in among the arid rocks and bloomed during a spring? Or that her skin was pure cream, and that was why he liked to lick it?She shivered. Pride told her she should not strip for him and yet she knew that the evening would start off badly if she started playing games by refusing.Pe
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His Dark Reign
They left him to die, now he'll bury them one by one
Adam has always been invisible—the kind of kid who blends into the back of the classroom, mocked for his awkwardness and despised for a single mistake that branded him a snitch. His classmates made his life a living hell. Sanchez, the golden boy of Westfield High, made sure of it.
Then came the field trip.
The humiliation.
The beating.
And the moment Adam was left for dead in the woods.
But Adam didn’t die. Something else found him. A malevolent spirit with a hunger for vengeance. A whisper in the dark offering him the one thing he craved most: power.
Now Adam is back, sharper, stronger, and cloaked in a confidence no one can explain. One by one, his bullies begin to fall. The school watches in fear as the once-forgotten nerd becomes the center of a storm that no one can stop.
Yet something is wrong. Each attack follows Adam’s secret plans exactly—but some of them aren’t his. Someone else is hunting Sanchez’s circle, striking in the shadows, pushing Adam’s bloody game further than even he imagined.
Is it the mysterious new girl with the unnerving smile? A rival spirit playing its own cruel hand? Or is Adam himself losing control of the monster he invited in?
As fear spreads and Sanchez grows desperate, Adam must untangle obsession, betrayal, and supernatural terror. Because in this game of revenge, the line between predator and prey is razor-thin—
and Adam isn’t the only monster walking the halls.
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Chapter: 209. Quiet becomes dangerousThey didn’t move right away.That was the mistake.Not because staying still was wrong, but because the quiet that followed was too clean. Too intentional. The kind of silence that wasn’t absence—but preparation.Adam felt it first.Not pain this time, not pressure—but a thinning. Like the air inside him had been subtly replaced with something lighter, less resistant. The chamber no longer pulsed. It listened.He opened his eyes slowly. “We’ve been marked.”Lilith froze. Kaleb’s head snapped toward him instantly. “How?”Adam swallowed, the taste of copper still faint on his tongue. “Not with surveillance. Not with force.” A weak breath escaped him. “With patience.”Outside the medical bay, the arguing voices had stopped. Not faded—stopped. No footsteps. No murmurs. Even the hum of machinery seemed muted, like the world had collectively decided to hold its breath.Kaleb stepped toward the door, hand hovering near the weapon at his side. “I don’t like this.”“You shouldn’t,” Adam said.
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Chapter: 208. Fault LinesAdam drifted in and out of consciousness, the world arriving in fragments—pressure on his back, the faint sting of antiseptic, Lilith’s fingers threaded tightly through his, refusing to let go even when his grip went slack. Every breath felt borrowed, negotiated rather than automatic.Inside him, the chamber was no longer stable.It hadn’t collapsed. That would have been easier. Instead, it had shifted—its geometry subtly altered, its walls no longer smooth, no longer obedient to the assumptions that had shaped them. Stress fractures pulsed faintly along its structure, glowing and fading like fault lines beneath the skin of reality.Adam became aware of this before he became aware of his surroundings.You have changed the internal balance, Malrick said, its voice quieter than before. Not weaker—just more careful.Adam swallowed, throat dry. You noticed.I am bound to you, Malrick replied. Any instability you introduce reverberates through me.“Good,” Adam murmured aloud, eyes flutteri
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Chapter: 207. The shape of defianceThe storm finally moved.Not away—never away—but inward.The clouds above the city began to rotate faster now, no longer suspended in that unnatural stillness. Thunder rolled in low, grinding waves that vibrated through concrete and bone alike. Rain followed, heavy and erratic, striking the ground in bursts that felt less like weather and more like punctuation.The world had resumed motion.Adam felt it immediately.Not relief—pressure redistributed.The Entity’s withdrawal was not absence. It was repositioning. The vast coherence that had pressed so tightly against the world loosened just enough to allow turbulence to return, and with it came consequences. Systems that had been artificially smoothed began to wobble. Corrected tensions snapped back into place with violent enthusiasm.Across the city, power grids surged. Elevators stalled between floors. Bridges groaned under suddenly remembered stress. The quiet calm fractured into chaos—not catastrophic, not apocalyptic, but sharp en
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Chapter: 206. What blinks firstThe waiting became a pressure of its own.Not the crushing weight Adam had learned to endure, but something thinner, sharper—anticipation stretched to a knife’s edge. The Entity did not advance. It did not withdraw. It observed, holding its recalibration in suspension, as if testing whether patience itself could be weaponized.Adam felt that test keenly.Each breath required intention now. Each thought had to be chosen, sorted, grounded. The stillness the Entity favored pressed against him like deep water, urging surrender through comfort rather than force. He understood the seduction of it—how easily humanity could mistake this enforced calm for salvation.Lilith refused to let that happen.She sat close enough that her knee brushed his, an anchor of her own making. She talked—not constantly, not nervously, but deliberately. About trivial things. About memories that carried uneven edges. About arguments that had ended badly and choices that still hurt to remember.Human noise.Messy.
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Chapter: 205. The weight of stillnessThe light did not last.It vanished as abruptly as it had appeared, swallowed by the thick, unmoving cloud cover above the city. But the moment lingered—etched into the air, into memory, into the delicate balance Adam now carried inside his chest. He felt the echo of it ripple outward, a faint disturbance in the vast coherence pressing against the world.The Entity noticed.Not with alarm. Not with anger.With recalculation.Adam sat perfectly still, back against the cold wall, eyes half-lidded as his awareness stretched carefully outward. Every thought had weight now. Every emotional spike tugged against the invisible constraint binding him to the fracture. He could feel the world’s systems—natural and artificial alike—subtly orienting around him, like iron filings drawn toward a magnet they didn’t know existed.Lilith watched him with a tension that bordered on pain. She could sense it too—not in the way Adam could, but enough to know that something fundamental had shifted. He was p
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Chapter: 204. The Anchor HoldsThe silence after the alignment was worse than the chaos before it.It pressed down on the city like a held breath, heavy and expectant. The sky remained sealed in its bruised stillness, clouds unmoving, light filtered through them in a way that made time feel stalled—neither day nor night, just an endless in-between. People spoke in whispers without knowing why. Animals refused to cross certain streets. Somewhere, glass cracked for no apparent reason.Underground, Adam lay still.Not unconscious. Not asleep.Held.Lilith knelt beside him, every muscle locked tight, afraid that if she shifted even an inch, something essential would snap. Her hand hovered over his chest without touching now, as if contact might disturb a balance too delicate to risk. She could feel it anyway—the weight pressing through him, through the ground, into the world itself.An anchor.Kaleb stood a few steps back, shoulders tense, eyes never leaving Adam. The surge he had unleashed moments earlier still echoed
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