Claire Bridges was everyone's friend. The golden girl. The it-girl. The one no one ever questioned. Until she disappeared. Until she was found dead. Jade-her former best friend-can't let it go. Not after everything she's already lost. While everyone else is ready to move on, Jade is convinced there's more to Claire's perfect life... and her death. Because the truth is, Claire wasn't just loved-she was watched. When a mysterious account named Unknown begins sending messages, it becomes clear someone knows exactly what happened that summer. Someone who was there. Someone who's been watching all along. The Epic Seven-now six-aren't as untouchable as they once seemed. Beneath the popularity are fractures, betrayals, and secrets that refuse to stay buried. And they're not the only ones hiding something. Twelve people. Twelve stories. Twelve possible truths. Some are suspects. Some are witnesses. Some are lying. And one of them saw Claire that night She may be gone... but the truth is alive

𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐧𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟. · · ♱ · · In 2007 Canaan Creek, Alabama, Sarah Willingham begins to rebel as her mother's faith becomes a weapon and her father falls back into addiction. Then there's Henry Carter, the outcast with cigarette smoke in his lungs and blood already staining his hands. He draws Sarah toward something buried beneath her broken faith. Something hungry. Something honest. But rot spreads fast in a town built on shame, and one terrible moment leaves both of them standing at the edge of something they can't come back from. · · ♱ · · 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐃𝐮𝐞𝐭: Genesis Lament a southern gothic, slow burn, religion deconstruction story with a hint of dark romance some may get upset over the contents please read trigger warnings 18+ #1 in 2000s #1 in alabama #3 in southern gothic © All Rights Reserved - @RayneDrafts 2025

I came to Westford University to study the human mind. I didn't expect to lose mine. There was something about him. The way his hazel-green eyes held mine a second too long. The scent that lingered long after he was gone. The feeling that every encounter was pulling me toward something I couldn't explain. But Erick Anderson isn't the man he pretends to be. Behind the walls of Westford lies a secret older than the university itself, and the closer I get to the truth, the harder it becomes to tell the difference between curiosity... and obsession. Some stories begin with love. Mine begins with temptation.