The Demon and the Broken Girl

About the book

They labeled me as a curse. A forgotten relic locked in darkness. But when she touched the mirror, she awakened me.

Now I am free. And she belongs to me.

Calla, the shattered girl with flames still blazing in her eyes. They exploited her. Harmed her. Deemed her as insignificant.

I will show them the consequences of crossing me.

I was molded in agony, reborn in darkness. I do not rescue people. I obliterate anything that dares to harm them.

And I vow on every scar etched into my skin -

I will bring ruin upon this world rather than allow it to snatch her away again.

They didn't just harm her. They forced her to submit.

Now I will make gods bleed. I will dismantle kingdoms one brick at a time.

And when the dust settles, they will witness me, on my knees before her -

not in surrender, but in unwavering devotion.

Because she is not just mine to defend.

She is mine to adore.

And to seek vengeance for.