He was silent. A lifetime of poisonous words faded away when he came into my life, convincing me every single insidious whisper had been a lie. He gave me a glimpse into a world where I could be happy, creating a family of my own-one based on unconditional love and zero expectations. Except maybe one. When the moment comes for him to speak up and defend me, he doesn't say a word, and reality comes crashing down on my head. He's not the man I thought he was, but I'm not the same girl he fell in love with, either. I'm stronger now, and I know I deserve better, so when I walk away, he'll be the one left picking up the pieces. There is no cheating, just a TSTL Hero who should've known better. This story is a WIP and is being updated behind the first tier on my Patreon.

When the ancient demon Ashmedai tears open the membrane between worlds, he finds himself unbound yet bodiless and hungry for the rare "elements" that can anchor his spirit and complete his transition into flesh. At Barholomew University's Halloween Ball, linguistics student Síofra Peters has already been driven to the brink- betrayed by rugby captain Morgan Dane, shamed by the viral leak of her private photos and looking for an escape. As the Ouija board's planchette scrawls its first message, Ashmedai senses the iron in her blood, the desperation in her heart-and the perfect vessel waiting in the wings: Morgan Dane himself, the very man whose cruelty shattered her world.

Some love stories are meant to stay in the shadows. Aria Bektashi has never belonged. A child refugee of war, she built a life on scraps and sacrifice, keeping her head down and her heart guarded. Then came Crispin Du Valares-the ambitious son of privilege, drawn to her in ways neither of them could explain. For three years, they existed in secret, bound by passion but divided by the world between them. She never asked for love. Only honesty. But when a single cruel moment shatters everything, Aria walks away, determined never to be anyone's shame. She disappears, leaving behind the ruins of what could have been. But some bonds refuse to break. And when Crispin finally finds her, the woman standing before him is not the one he once kept in the dark. She has rebuilt herself-stronger, untouchable. Except for the one secret she can't outrun. Now, he'll do whatever it takes to bring her back. But Aria is no longer willing to be anyone's secret. A story of passion, betrayal, and the fight to claim the love we truly deserve.

He broke her. And then she broke the rules. When commoner wolf shifter Kassira is rejected in front of an entire royal ballroom by her fated mate, King Draven, the ruthless Alpha with dragon blood, her world shatters. Banished to the cursed edge of Kunou Forest, she's left to bleed in silence while he continues ruling with another woman on his arm. But a bond this powerful doesn't die quietly. Six months later, Kassira is done grieving. She's ready to sever the bond for good. Even if it means breaking herself to do it. But when she finally lets go, Draven's monstrous lycan form awakens... and he doesn't take rejection well. Especially when the mate he cast aside is no longer his.

Nicola married Dominic, a man twelve years older than her, in place of her sister for the sake of her happiness. It was a sacrifice she never regretted but when rumors of an affair fly, she decides that she had had enough. But Dominic cannot afford an affair or divorce scandal right now and he is a man on a mission to make his wife stay in this marriage until the end of his convenience. And he will make sure of it by hook or by crook.

This story will *most likely* follow The Ring Thief. I was inspired and wanted to write the first chapter before I lost it. There will be a scene in The Ring Thief that introduces the characters, so it's up to you if you want to read the prologue first or not.

The Odd Ones A group of friends, each with a name that stood out like a whispered secret, each carrying a story both beautiful and heartbreaking. December I was always the good girl-the straight-A student, the responsible teacher, the model citizen. I did everything right, yet I never felt enough. My reflection was my greatest enemy, my weight a constant battle. Compliments meant nothing when I couldn't believe them myself. Then I met Rider. He was my coach, a force of nature wrapped in quiet confidence. His encouragement wasn't just about the gym-it seeped into my bones, into the way I saw myself. He made me feel like I was more than just my insecurities. And then... he made me feel loved. But love came with secrets. Ours had to stay hidden for the sake of his job-or so he said. I accepted it, held onto the stolen moments, the whispered promises. Until one night, I overheard him. And my world crumbled.

Sunshine doesn't mean I don't feel the storm." June People say I light up rooms. That I'm all sunshine and softness, with a laugh that sticks and eyes that still believe in happy endings. And maybe I was that girl once. I've spent six years loving a man who made me feel safe and seen. Aaron was everything-steady, strong, my partner in building dreams. He helped me turn my dance studio into something real. He proposed with shaking hands and a tear in his eye. And I said yes with every piece of my heart. But three weeks before our wedding, he told me he needed to meet up with his high school sweetheart. I said yes. I trusted him. Then he came home and told me we had to postpone the wedding. He didn't cheat. He didn't leave. He was just... confused. And that broke me more than anything else could. So I canceled the wedding. I packed away the dress, the flowers, the future I'd memorized. And now? Now I have to figure out who I am without him. I don't know where this story ends. All I know is-I loved him with everything I had. And I won't beg to be chosen twice.

February I thought we had something real-me and Arlo. We moved fast, but it felt right. We laughed, raced motorcycles, shared silence like it was sacred. I believed him when he said he wasn't the romantic type. I believed I was enough. Then he crashed, and while he was healing, I found the letters. Not for me. For her-Lyra, the girl who broke his heart. And suddenly, everything shifted. Every kiss, every quiet moment, every almost-I-love-you.

October I loved him with everything I had. From the moment I was a teenager scribbling his name in my notebooks, to the nights I waited up for him with cold dinners and colder silences. He was my first everything-my husband, the father of my children, the quiet love of my life. I built our world with devotion, patience, and hope. But love isn't always enough, especially when you're competing with someone who seems to get the version of him you used to dream of. I told myself he'd remember me. That one day he'd see me again. But the truth is, he already looked away-months ago. And I let it happen. Until my children saw it too. Until I couldn't unsee it.