Nineteen years old, and Rim has never once paid for anything. He falls forty feet off a gantry and walks away clean. He puts his bare hand on raw Rust and doesn't burn. Every job goes wrong for somebody, every single time, and somehow it is never him. Then a depot job goes bad. The wall comes out. The breach plate comes down. And the girl six feet behind him doesn't make it to the Skip. Three days later an old woman in clean shoes knocks on his mother's door. An auditor. A number that doesn't add up. She says his mother's name with a title in front of it-a title Rim has never once heard in nineteen years of sharing two rooms with her. Somebody has been paying for his life. His luck. His hands. Every year he should have died and didn't. He's about to find out who. What it cost her. And how long they have left before the Order comes to collect. Forty-one days until the Tribunal. Someone has been playing god with Rim's life. It's about to stop being free.

They gave him eleven days' notice. Obiajulu Odumegwu-Nnaji wanted to be a surgeon. What he got was a wedding to a woman whose family had been killing his for forty years, and a truce that everyone swore would hold. It held for four years. Long enough to learn her coffee order. Long enough for a daughter. Then the lights went out in his father's house, and Obi opened a door he should never have opened, and everything he thought he knew about his wife was standing on the other side of it with blood on her hands. He ran. He took their daughter, he crossed an ocean, he buried his own name, and he did not look back for five years. She found him anyway. Moremi Ademola-Doherty has spent five years and everything she owns hunting the man who left. She wants two things: her husband, and her child. He is going to tell her their daughter is dead. Two Houses. One war they didn't start. A daughter who saw everything and said nothing, because nobody ever asked her the right way. Every family in this book has a wound. This is the one that never closed. ⚠️ Mature. Violence, grief, and one lie you will not forgive him for.

To kick off another semester of missed classes, thumping music and messy kisses, frat president Heath Winters throws a start-of-year party with the notion that it'll be a night to remember. A night to remember it is. When Winters is busy cuddling up with long-time situationship - law student Kaycee 'Cee' Bast - someone turns the taps in the bathroom all the way, flooding it to the nines. While the blonde hotshot and his frat brothers race against time to clean up the fiercely-flowing waters, someone goes down on top of the stairs - none other than Cee. Well, not goes down. Punched into unconsciousness. Winters only finds his lady love (or perhaps, victim) when it's too late; the culprit has run for their life - and their reputation. With his president seat on fire, not to mention best friend Bradon 'Donny' Tran's vice-president role on the line as well, Winters doesn't have a choice but to dig deep. COVER ART IS CREATED BY ME

Love. That was what Jeanne believed she had found when she agreed to a sacred marriage (Heiros Gamos). A man whose soul felt impossibly familiar as though some part of her had known him long before they met. But after the third night of their bond, she discovers that the man she trusted with her soul may have been part of a sinister plot all along, one that took an entire toll on her sovereignty.

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• Book 1 of the Vertora Saga • **Part 1 under editing ** **Part 2 coming soon** Haunted by a stolen past and hunted by a ruthless Unseelie court intent on transforming humanity into an army of darkness, Amaris battles through a war-ravaged world with only a fugitive vampire and a band of misfits as her allies, determined to reclaim her memories and protect humanity from a monstrous fate. *** Two years. That's how long Amaris has wandered the war-ravaged Frozen Plane, haunted by memories she can't reach and a power she doesn't understand. With monsters lurking in every shadow and Unseelie patrols tightening their grip since the Rogue Court's invasion, survival is a battle--and the ones hunting her aren't just after blood. They want what lies dormant within her. When a skirmish forces her path to cross with Mordecai--a brooding vampire with a blade in his hand and vengeance in his veins--they strike a reluctant alliance. He's chasing the ones who butchered his coven and broke his brother's mind, but the deeper they travel together, the more their paths entwine. As the Frozen Plane trembles under the threat of war and ancient powers begin to stir, Amaris is running out of places to hide. The Unseelie are closing in. Her past is clawing to the surface. And the vampire she shouldn't trust might be the only one willing to bleed for her. The truth is coming, the kind that tears worlds apart. And when it does, Amaris will have to choose: run from the fire...or become it. ❍ Fae Courts ❍ Steampunk ❍ Slow Burn Enemies to Lovers ❍ Dystopian Urban Fantasy ❍ Word Count: 143,479 (On Hold, Editing in Progress...) ─────────────────────────────────── ✵ Numenverse year: 1340 2025 © Tate Csernis

On the secluded island of Nissquaw, nestled between Massachusetts and Nantucket, three best friends have always been inseparable. Leigh - the wild child. Bold, impulsive, and impossible to ignore. Gemini - the teen mom. Sharp, brilliant, and quietly carrying more than anyone knows. Janus - the church girl. Faithful, nurturing, and far stronger than she looks. Together they are navigating their early twenties: jobs they hate, boyfriends who come off more like placeholders, a community that always has something to say about them, and enough chaos between the three of them to fill a court case. And underneath all of that chaos - they are just ordinary women. Until the night of Leigh's birthday - when everything changes. What begins as a celebration becomes an awakening. Strange symbols. Prophetic dreams. Forgotten memories rising to the surface like something that has been waiting a very long time. Because the bond between Leigh, Gemini, and Janus did not begin in this lifetime - and the forces that have been watching them are done waiting. They are heirs to a legacy buried beneath Nissquaw itself - older than its witch trials, older than its legends, older than anyone still living remembers. Bound by fate, tested by desire, and hunted by powers that have spent generations preparing for their return, the three women must decide whether they are willing to embrace the truth that has always connected them - even if that truth costs everything. On an island where the sea remembers and ancient magic sleeps beneath the surface, friendship becomes power, love becomes destiny, and three souls discover what they were always meant to be. Friends by choice. Witches by blood. Lovers by fate. Triskele: A Triad of Three Witches - a contemporary fantasy about sisterhood, reincarnation, romance, and the kind of love powerful enough to transcend lifetimes. 🌀✨📖

*COMPLETE* There are whispers across the kingdoms that the Paragon, that strangely gifted person who can wield all four Skills, has been found. They're wrong, of course. No one has caught the Paragon. Allayria should know: she's it. But Allayria doesn't want to be the Paragon, and in her pursuit of freedom she finds herself enmeshed in a web of lies, caught in a group who might be even more dangerous than she could have imagined. Still, she's not the only one who has problems: bigger tides of change and danger are shifting across the world she has been assigned to protect. The Jarles, a kingdom in the east, has begun moving across its borders, and there are strange murmurings about what they have done, and where all the children they abducted have gone. Faced with responsibilities she never wanted, and a life she thought she could never have, Allayria must decide how she will help--and if she will be the Paragon at all. _____________________ WIP Cover art and written work by Azi. Highest ranking: #66 in Fantasy 2/3/2018 Hi everyone! Thanks a ton for taking the time to read Paragon. I'm so excited to share it with you, and to hear your feedback, theories, and insight. It's just me, myself, and I on this one (no beta) so if you catch any errors or inconsistencies, give me a shout--it will be much appreciated. The plan is to release a new chapter each weekend until we reach the end. - Azi Note: violence, sexual themes, and some coarse language will appear in Paragon.

When Beatrix Alcott moves to a strange town with her family, she expects an old house and a fresh start. Instead, she finds a home full of questions. The ravens gathering outside are only the beginning. The neighbors everyone trusts seem to know too much about her property, and Bea can't figure out why. As she gets closer to the truth, Bea discovers there is more to her house than anyone wants her to know. But someone is determined to keep its secrets hidden.

Laura was three years old when she was accepted into the prestigious Gates Program, a gifted youth initiative for the country's most exceptional minds. Her parents thought they were giving her the opportunity of a lifetime. In reality, they were giving her away. Behind the walls of Gates, children with extraordinary abilities were being studied, trained, and pushed far beyond what their minds and bodies were meant to endure. They weren't being prepared for the future though...They were being transformed into something far beyond human potential. Years later, Laura discovers the truth behind Gates. What was supposed to create the country's most gifted minds became something much darker, and the Paragon will do anything to protect what's hidden inside its walls.