DJshivers

On what should have been the happiest trip of their lives, Arjun Mehra, an ex-military officer from India, travels to South Korea with his pregnant wife Meera for their honeymoon. But in a single brutal moment, their world shatters.

Caught in the crossfire of a violent gang war on the neon-lit streets of Busan, Meera is tragically killed. Arjun, wounded and broken, barely survives. The woman responsible — Ji-Yeon, a ruthless and enigmatic leader of the Black Vipers syndicate — leaves Arjun for dead, never imagining the storm she’s awakened.

Haunted by grief and driven by vengeance, Arjun must rise from the ashes of his loss. Alone in a foreign land and hunted by dangerous enemies, he draws upon his combat training, martial arts mastery, and sniper skills to track down the woman who stole everything from him.
But the path of revenge is paved with betrayal, blood, and buried secrets. In a world where honor means nothing and loyalty is bought in bullets, Arjun must decide whether he’s a man seeking justice… or a monster born from it.

Crimson Vow is a brutal, emotional, and action-packed thriller about love lost, relentless vengeance, and the unbreakable will of a man who refuses to die quietly.

Crimson Vows, Vengeance Runs Red

The streets of Busan lay under a heavy midnight mist, the glow of dockside lamps and neon bar signs smeared across the wet pavement like fading bruises. The city, once alive with dangerous energy, now felt suffocated under its own silence.

Inside the Haeundae Beach club, the atmosphere was brittle.

Ji-Yeon paced her office, her sharp heels echoing against the hardwood floor. The ice in her glass had melted long ago, the liquor untouched this time. Every passing second gnawed at her nerves, her carefully crafted calm slipping like sand through clenched fingers.

Her men had stopped meeting her eyes.

Even Yoon Sang-Ho, her most loyal lieutenant, seemed frayed around the edges, flinching at sudden sounds. Whispers had grown thicker in the lower ranks — stories of a vengeful ghost, an invisible hand wiping out gangs without leaving a trace.

And though no blood had been spilled in weeks, fear had taken root far deeper than any bullet ever could.

Then the message came.

Her hands tightened around the device, her breath sharp in her throat. The room seemed to constrict around her. A single drop of sweat slid down her temple.

Yoon Sang-Ho rushed into the office a second later, his face pale, phone still clutched in his hand.

"Boss," he panted, "We just got a tip-off. The warehouse on Dock 14 — one of the lookouts swears he saw a figure on the roof. Armed."

She wanted to believe it was another junk rumor. Another ghost story. But after that message… she couldn't.

She barked an order. "Send five men. I want that place locked down. If it's him—kill on sight."

Sang-Ho hesitated. "Boss, what if it's a trap?"

Her glare cut through him like a blade. "Do it."

At Dock 14, the mist clung thick to the ground, swallowing sound. Her men moved in formation, weapons drawn, nerves frayed. Every shadow felt alive. Every drip of water against steel a threat.

But when they stormed the warehouse, it was empty.

No sign anyone had been there at all.

Just an old, discarded burner phone on the concrete floor.

It rang once as the men approached.

They hesitated, exchanging uneasy looks.

Sang-Ho steeled himself and answered.

"Check your back."

A chill ran through the entire crew as they spun, weapons raised.

Back at the club, Ji-Yeon's composure finally cracked.

She threw her glass against the wall, shattering it. Her hands trembled. She wanted to scream, to unleash her fury on her own men, but even her rage felt powerless against this faceless terror.

Yoon Sang-Ho returned, his face ashen.

"Nothing," he admitted. "No one there. Just… this."

Ji-Yeon stared at it, her reflection warped in the screen's dead glass.

"I want every man armed. Every street watched. I want that son of a bitch dragged out of the shadows," she hissed, voice thick with fury and fear.

But even as she spoke, deep down, she knew.

No number of guns or guards would stop him.

He wasn't coming for her like an enemy.

And Ji-Yeon, for the first time in her ruthless, merciless life, felt it.

GHOST IN THE WIRES