Anya

A burden to my father. An object to be traded for business. A despicable scar on the face of the civilized society. A month ago, that’s exactly how anyone would describe me.
Little did the self-proclaimed civilized society know, I had things going on. I was willing to fight back for the first time in my life. I knew it would mean death, but I wouldn’t let another suffer the same fate I did. Not when I’m the one who’s supposed to walk her to her demise.
But then my plan failed, and now Disha’s gone. What’s worse is that they think I was leading her.
And maybe I can endure it.
But how am I supposed to endure the hatred of this sexy devil.
The one man who’s haunted my mind ever since our eyes met a few months ago.

Black

A burden to my mother. A baseborn. An unfathered scum messing up the pristine face of our civilized society. A few years ago, that’s exactly how anyone would have described me.
She always told me that I ruined her life by simply existing. Like it was my choice to be born into this ugly world. But the day I found out just how much I could change by simply existing, was the day I promised that I would be the emancipator, even if it would be in disguise of the monster that I had become.
Naksh’s agony had showed me what power vested in my hands. And I had promised to never let him down ever again.
But when Disha vanished, I failed.
Because I had failed him yet again.
There’s no extent to my guilt now. No extent to my rage. And I will burn everything down to save her – to save him.
No one will be spared.
Not even the green-eyed siren that caught my eye a few months ago.

** This is the second book in this series and it is meant to be read after finishing Book 1. It is advised to read it in order to avoid spoilers. **