Jeya_Rashique

Beneath the surface of Istanbul, in the shadows where the world dares not look, Emir reigns—a ghost, a weapon, a monster carved from betrayal. Abandoned as a child, he learned to survive in the blood-soaked underbelly of power until Kanat, a man with secrets of his own, took him in and forged him into something unstoppable.

Emir knows nothing of innocence. Nothing of softness. Nothing of the daughter Kanat kept hidden from him.

Beren.

Delicate. Sheltered. Too pure for a world like his. She should have never stepped into his underground lair. She should have never seen him like that—hands drenched in blood, eyes as dark as the sins he carries.

Now, she is tangled in his world, a world that will eat her alive.

Unless he teaches her how to survive it.

Unless he makes her just as dangerous as he is.

But some flames burn too close, some shadows whisper too sweetly, and some monsters… aren’t meant to be tamed.

 A dark, intense tale of power, obsession, and love laced with danger. Enter at your own risk.

The Devil's Butterfly

Beren stood over the man on the ground, her chest heaving.

Her knuckles were bloodied. Not her blood.

The man whimpered, clutching his broken nose. Tears pooled in his eyes.

She had done this. She had broken him.

Behind her, Emir leaned against the wall, arms crossed, watching.

"How do you feel?"

Beren didn't answer immediately. She flexed her fingers, staring down at her bruised hands.

She lifted her chin. "Like I want to do it again."

Emir's smirk was slow, satisfied. "That's my girl."

Beren turned to him, her brown eyes burning. "I'm ready."

Emir pushed off the wall, stepping toward her. "Are you?"

His fingers curled under her chin, tilting her face up to him.

"Because the moment we take our revenge… there's no going back."

Emir chuckled, low and dark. "Then let's raise some hell."

A Queen is Born