They met in a Discord server at 2:14 a.m. a girl bleeding from heartbreak, and a boy half a world away who didn't ask her to be okay. Just... to be there. Celeste wasn't looking for love. She only wanted to survive another sleepless night, wrapped in blankets and silence and the ghost of who she used to be. Then came his voice-low, steady, threaded with a Scottish lilt and something softer beneath. Theo didn't talk like the others. He listened. And suddenly the distance between them didn't feel so impossible. Across oceans and time zones, through late-night calls and half-typed messages, they built something fragile and fierce-an almost-love stitched together in static. Both scarred. Both terrified. Neither able to let go. When life pulls them apart, they try to move on. Other people. Other paths. But some bonds don't break. Some loves refuse to fade. Some are written in stars... and ink. This is the story of two punk-hearted souls who find each other in the dark-and keep finding each other, even when the world dares them not to.

A dark romantic fantasy where myth bleeds into moonlit forests, and love dares to grow where curses take root. Medusa is a legend, feared and forgotten, hidden away in a forest steeped in shadows and ancient magic. Once mortal, now cursed, she keeps to herself-guarded by whispering spirits and venomous myths, her gaze a weapon and her heart long shuttered. Astor is not from this world-at least, not anymore. A guardian of the deep wild, with antlers crowned in moss and star-kissed eyes, she washes ashore with no memory, no name, and a pulse full of ancient power. Drawn to the haunted forest by something she can't explain, she finds herself in the arms of the very monster she's always known was waiting for her. But when fate awakens, so do old enemies. Odysseus still hunts, more desperate and dangerous than ever before. The trees whisper warnings, and the forest remembers what the world has tried to bury. As buried truths rise, and the bond between Astor and Medusa deepens, the women must unearth the roots of the curse that binds them both-and discover the kind of magic that can rewrite legends. Love was never meant to save them. But perhaps it can set them free.

The curse was broken. The gods are watching. The forest is changing-and so is she. Medusa is no longer the feared myth of old. She has tasted love, set the spirits free, and reclaimed the power that was once twisted against her. But peace is fragile, and the forest that kept her hidden is stirring with new unrest. With the line between life and death still thin, not all the spirits who were freed have found rest. Astor, reborn from shadow and starlight, now walks the world with her memories returned and her magic growing wild. The antlers she wears are no longer symbols of mystery, but of sovereignty-and danger. As her bond with Medusa deepens, so too does the pull of something ancient and vengeful, whispering from beyond the veil. When a new threat emerges-one that even the gods fear-Medusa and Astor must navigate a realm where myths do not die quietly, and destiny demands more than blood. To protect each other, they must face the echoes of their past lives, the pain of rebirth, and the choice to become more than what fate intended. Some stories were never meant to end. And some loves were written in the stars long before the world began.