Allure has it all figured out - at least on the surface. With summer stretching wide before college begins, she's working, dancing through her days, and dodging boys like a sport. When her best friend convinces her to attend a party thrown by the charming-but-slick Tion, Allure steps into a night full of music, liquor, and laughter. But something's off. A little too good. A little too smooth. And the woman watching from the corner? She's not just there for decoration. As the haze of fun begins to crack, Allure starts noticing what others don't - that she may have crossed a threshold she can't come back from. And the more she searches for her missing shoes, her missing memories, her missing self... the more she begins to wonder: Was this party a setup? Or has she been gone far longer than she realized? A haunting, slow-burn debut blending coming-of-age, Black girlhood, and the eerie edges of memory - The House on M Street is about what we carry, what we ignore, and what finds us when we stop pretending we're safe