In the shadowed corners of a forgotten world, where blood is sacred and love is forbidden, an immortal monster meets the only woman who makes him feel alive again. Vrishik Singh Ranawat a centuries-old vampire, cold as the grave, merciless as fate. For lifetimes, he's walked alone, haunted by bloodshed, bound by ancient laws, and cursed with a heart that feels nothing... until her. Sanjh Raichand fierce, brilliant, and drawn to the paranormal like a moth to a flame. With her vast knowledge of the arcane, she's spent her life uncovering truths that were meant to stay buried. But nothing prepares her for him the vampire who stalks her dreams... and steals her breath. He warns her. He tries to stay away. But the bond between them is written in blood and sealed by destiny. "Tum meri ho, Sanjh... chahe tum mujhe nafrat karo, ya maarne ki socho tum sirf meri ho." (You are mine, Sanjh... whether you hate me, or wish to kill me you are only mine.) She's his salvation. He's her damnation. And when enemies rise and secrets are revealed, their love may be the key to either ending a centuries-old war or igniting one. "Agar tumhe chhoo gaya, toh khud ko bhool jaunga... aur agar kisi aur ne chhoo liya main us duniya ko jala doonga." (If I touch you, I'll forget myself... but if anyone else does I will burn this world down.) Blood. Lust. Obsession. Eternity. Some stories aren't written in ink... They're carved in flesh, and sealed with a kiss that tastes of forever.