• GABRIEL SINGH RICHARD •

"Don't mistake my silence for weakness, mia rovina— I'm simply deciding how to destroy you."

Born into blood and baptised in power, Gabriel never asked for the throne — he took it.

He built his empire not with mercy, but with fear. Half Italian fury, half Rajput steel — a combination the underworld never saw coming and never recovered from. Cold to the bone, ruthless by nature, and dominant in every room he walked into, Gabriel Singh Richard didn't just lead — he owned.

Control was his religion. Dominance, his language. Emotions? A weakness he buried long before he ever learned their names.

The world called him Cronus — the one who devoured everything.

Men feared his name.

Women craved his attention.

Enemies prayed he'd forget them.

He took what he wanted. He answered to no one.

And he had never — not once — been outmatched.

Until her.

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• KRITHIKA VERMA •

"I don't need a weapon to end you, jaan — I just need a second alone with you."

She had no last name worth fearing. No empire, no bloodline, no crown.

And yet — the deadliest men in the underworld whispered hers.

Raised by silence and sharpened by pain, Krithika Verma was not born into power. She became it. An orphan who turned her wounds into weapons and her grief into precision. Elite hacker. Master assassin. A ghost who moved through the shadows like she had been stitched from them.

Calm where others panicked. Invisible where others craved attention. Deadly where others hesitated.

She didn't fight for glory.

She didn't kill for thrill.

She simply finished what needed finishing — and disappeared before anyone could ask questions.

The underworld feared many things.

Krithika Verma was one of them.

She was sent to protect the most dangerous man alive.

She just never accounted for the possibility that he might be the most dangerous thing to her.

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Mafia King × Assassin.

Destroyed × Destroyer.

Desi × Videsi.

He didn't fear her. He wanted to own her.

She came to protect him. She stayed to ruin him.

Villain falls first & harder.

She's deadly, but he's worse.

Hidden identity.

Cold King × Silent Storm.

Obsession disguised as control.

He doesn't love. He wants to possess.

She doesn't break. She disappears.

Twisted loyalty.

Enemies in the secret. Something else in the picture.

Power play.

Orphan with a buried past.

He mistook her calm for submission.

Twisted Secrets.

Mature content.

A love built on lies.

There are many more... but darling, where's the fun in revealing everything? 🖤

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Hey lovelies!!

First of all - thank you for being here.

Whether you stumbled across this accidentally or hunted it down deliberately, welcome to Twisted Fragments.

I already love you a little for clicking.

Now. Before we go any further, let's get one thing very clear -

This book is strictly 18+ only.

I mean it.

Twisted Fragments contains mature and explicit content including dark themes, power dynamics, violence, morally grey characters, and scenes of a sexual nature. If any of that makes you uncomfortable - this is your exit, darling, and I say that with the softest love.

For everyone staying - buckle up. Because Gabriel and Krithika are not gentle people, and this is not a gentle story.

Do follow me on Stck. me and Instagram for spoliers.

You can talk to me....I don't bite.... But Gabriel might though.

With all my love,

Nitanshi 🖤

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