āA collection of stories where love is laced with danger, where beauty hides brutality, and broken souls dance on the edge of obsession. These are not tales of perfect loveābut of raw, haunting connection that tests the boundaries between desire and destruction.
ā A sanctuary of stories where love isn't gentleāitās a storm. Here, hearts collide with ruin, and desire is laced with danger. These tales aren't about right or wrong, but about the ache of wanting someone who breaks you, the gravity of souls too wounded to love cleanly. Itās where red flags wave like promises and black flags whisper of beautiful, irreversible damage.
ā A collection stitched in crimson warnings, blackened wounds, and the darkest shade of greenāthe color of envy, madness, and want. These are not love stories. These are obsessions wrapped in silk and shadow. Where red flags burn, black flags bleed, and green-black souls pull you into a love so toxic, itās almost divine. Enter only if you crave beauty that bruises
ā A sanctuary of stories where love isn't gentleāitās a storm. Here, hearts collide with ruin, and desire is laced with danger. These tales aren't about right or wrong, but about the ache of wanting someone who breaks you, the gravity of souls too wounded to love cleanly. Itās where red flags wave like promises and black flags whisper of beautiful, irreversible damage.
ā A collection stitched in crimson warnings, blackened wounds, and the darkest shade of greenāthe color of envy, madness, and want. These are not love stories. These are obsessions wrapped in silk and shadow. Where red flags burn, black flags bleed, and green-black souls pull you into a love so toxic, itās almost divine. Enter only if you crave beauty that bruises