Novels by ARPAN PORAME

The Queen Reclaims Her ThroneThe headquarters of Azure Jewelry was a landmark of glass and silver in the heart of the city.For years, the sign out front had been replaced by 'White Global.'But today, workers were already up on cranes, stripping away the White family name.Liora stood across the street, watching the gold letters fall to the pavement.She was wearing a structured white power suit that made her look like an angel of vengeance.On her neck, the blue diamonds Mavric had given her sparkled under the morning sun."Does it feel good?"Mavric’s voice came from behind her.He was standing by his black Rolls Royce, his hands in his pockets.Liora didn't turn around."It feels like I’m finally breathing for the first time in two lifetimes.""Reclaiming a building is easy, Liora," Mavric said, walking to her side."Reclaiming the soul of a brand is what matters.""I’ve already handled the legal injunctions. Silas has no choice but to sign."Liora looked at the building, her eye

The Devil’s FascinationThe study in Thorne Manor was silent, except for the rapid-fire clicking of a keyboard.Liora was leaning forward, her eyes reflecting lines of complex data. She wasn't looking at fashion sketches anymore.She was looking at the Thorne Group’s core logistics algorithm.Earlier that day, she had overheard Mavric’s frustration on the phone.A massive shipment of semiconductors was stuck in the port due to a software glitch.The Thorne Group stood to lose two hundred million dollars if the delay lasted forty-eight hours.Mavric had sent his best engineers to fix it, but they were failing. Liora knew exactly why.In her past life, this specific glitch had been the talk of the tech world.It wasn't a bug; it was a deliberate, subtle piece of sabotage hidden in the kernel."Found it," Liora whispered, her eyes narrowing.The code was hidden behind three layers of polymorphic encryption.To any normal engineer, it looked like a standard system update. But to Liora, it

The Price of TreacheryThe morning after the gala, the city was in a state of shock.Every newspaper, every blog, and every news channel carried the same image.Sarah White, sitting on a runway in a pile of melted fabric, crying like a child.And standing over her, like a dark goddess of justice, was Liora Thorne.The headline of the Metropolis Gazette read.THE FALL OF WHITE COUTURE: FRAUD, GAMBLING, AND THE REBIRTH OF LIORA.Liora sat at the breakfast table in Thorne Manor, sipping tea.She was scrolling through the news on her tablet with a look of calm indifference.Across from her, Mavric was reading a financial report."Your father called seventeen times this morning," Mavric said. He didn't look up from his paper."He’s currently at the police station trying to bail Sarah out."Liora set her cup down with a soft click."He won't succeed. The Grand Duke's legal team is handling the fraud charges.""Silas doesn't realize that in this city, a Duke’s anger is more powerful than a fa

The Uninvited GuestThe Grand Ballroom of the Royal Metropole was draped in white silk and gold lilies.Tonight was the 'Spring Elegance' Gala, the last hope for the White family.The air was thick with the scent of expensive perfume and desperate ambition.Sarah White stood backstage, her eyes frantic as she surveyed the models."Make sure the lighting is at 100%!" she barked at the technician."I want every diamond on those dresses to blind the audience!"She didn't know that the heat from those very lights would be her downfall.In the front row, the Grand Duke sat with an expression of bored tolerance.Next to him was an empty seat, reserved for the city's most powerful man.Suddenly, the heavy oak doors at the back of the hall swung open.The murmurs of the crowd died down instantly.A couple walked in, radiating an aura of absolute dominance.Mavric Thorne was dressed in a charcoal-grey suit that screamed old money.But it was the woman on his arm who stole every breath in the r

The Architect of Ruin.Liora sat in the Thorne Manor’s library, the soft glow of a laptop screen reflecting in her eyes.It was 2:00 AM. The house was silent, save for the distant hum of the security system.To everyone else, she was a resting bride. To the digital world, she was a predator.Her fingers danced over the keys with surgical precision.She wasn't hacking Mavric tonight. She was visiting an old enemy.White Couture. The fashion brand Sarah White called her 'masterpiece.'In her past life, Sarah had stolen Liora’s sketches to launch this brand.Sarah had claimed the fame, the awards, and the applause while Liora stayed in the shadows."You loved this brand so much, Sarah," Liora whispered, her voice a chilling breeze."Let's see how much you love it when it burns."She bypassed the firewall of White Couture’s main server in less than three minutes.The security was pathetic just like Sarah’s talent.Liora accessed the internal production files for the upcoming 'Spring Elegan

The Golden CageThe morning sun bled through the heavy velvet curtains of the Thorne Penthouse.Liora opened her eyes, momentarily disoriented by the sheer opulence surrounding her.The ceiling was high, decorated with subtle gold leaf patterns.The bed was large enough to fit four people comfortably.Then, the memories of the previous night flooded back.The car crash. The fire. The rebirth.And the devil who had saved her.Liora sat up, her body still feeling the lingering effects of the sedative.She looked at the bedside table and found a set of black silk clothes.There was a small, handwritten note on top of them.Wear these. Breakfast is in ten minutes. Don't be late.The handwriting was sharp, aggressive, and perfectly controlled.Mavric Thorne didn't ask; he commanded.Liora dressed quickly. The silk felt like a second skin.She looked at herself in the floor-to-ceiling mirror.The reflection showed a woman who looked fragile, but her eyes were lethal.She walked out of the g