𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗼 𝗶𝗳 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗹𝗼𝘀𝘁..𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱𝗻'𝘁 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝗶𝘁 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸? In a kingdom ruled by a cruel king, Lily begins with a chilling confession: she's already dead. But if she could, she'd live it all over again. The story begins when time mysteriously disappears - moments blur together, yet life continues on. As Lily searches for answers, aided by a dashing, enigmatic king, she uncovers dark truths about the kingdom and her own existence. But with a mysterious killer closing in, Lily Csillaghold is forced to confront her fate, knowing that every step she takes might lead her closer to her death. This book features mature themes like death, violence, betrayal, murder, emotional trauma, and dream disturbances. Reader discretion is advised.

Justin Cameron is a good kid, when he lands in detention he meets Jacob (Jay) Harris. Jay is the opposite of him, he's rebellious and is known as the school's resident bad boy troublemaker. In any other universe they wouldn't even think about interacting with one another, but here they were. Jay is dating Justin's friend Craig. As Justin starts to get closer to Jay, everyone warns him to stay away from Jay. But does he listen and stay away, or does he not? Justin doesn't know why he is told to stay away from him. What is the reason, is there more to Jay than meets the eye? Is he more than just a troublemaker? What is hiding behind Jay's angst and attitude? As Justin tries to answer these questions, he realizes he might not be able to fight temptation and might have just done the one thing he swore he wouldn't: fall in love with Jay Harris.

When Alistair Melek gave his life to the sea, a various degree of things changed. For starters, his love for bloodshed was exemplified. Bolder. He was drawn to the clash of a sword, blood spiling below to floorboards, like a moth drawn to a flame. And this love was damned to spread through his crew as some treacherous disease, claiming any and all who joined. But he knew this was the price he'd pay. The price for the sea itself. So when his crew completes another standard loot and pillage from a merchant ship, he allows his men a bit of fun. He liked to give them an audience, rounding up those who didn't fall victim to the blade during battle, and forcing them to beg for their lives. To prove how much they really wanted to live. Alistair had ruled the sea for some years now. Killed thousands, maybe tens of thousands. Destroyed hundreds, maybe thousands of vessels. And yet, each feeble human was all the same. There was not one man he threatened that didn't beg for their lives with all they had in them when faced with the wrong end of the sword. Each feeble human was always the same. Or so he thought. And yet, he also thought that this would be one standard job. A treat for his men after a night of good work. But this particular survivor, the one with long white hair and dead looking eyes... He wasn't a merchant. He couldn't have been. More important, there was no hesitancy when Alistair asked the fairly built man whether he wanted to live, and the man replied with a simple no.