Scarlet Stone

Splintered Scarlet Stone

Hello there, readers!. Before you make the final decision of purchasing this book, let me tell you something about the person who has written this book. Yes, something about me. I am an Indian girl studying Engineering and I like to write under a pen name. That's right, Scarlet Stone is my pen name. My real name is Kasturi Bhattacharya. Rest you will find in the book. Now, go on. Caesar's waiting for you to listen to him. This isn't my tale. But I am going to be the one to narrate it. Mine and hers. I am running out of time. I have lost her. I can't afford to lose our memories... I am Caesar Foster. I am not your average human- haven't been one in a very long time. I have been a monster once and then I have been a savior and then for a very minuscule period, a human. However, now as I speak, I am just a hollow shell. On the contrary, I am still useful. Useful because of what I am going to say. Bear with me because if you are going to listen, I must warn you, I am not a nice person. Not to anyone. But her. Deceived. Damaged. Shattered. Nicknamed as the Tormentor, Caesar Foster wasn't supposed to have any feelings for his preys, much less fall in love with them. Despite his harsh training, he did fall in love. He broke the laws. He became a traitor. He became a human for a while. But nothing lasts forever. Only the memories remain. Memories with her before she was snatched away.