Freum, a demon, is tasked with investigating the mysterious disappearance of humans. In a world where humans hunt monsters without mercy, how can a monster risk helping them? Survival isn't about choosing right over wrong-it's about making impossible decisions. As tensions rise and alliances blur, Freum must face the ultimate question: when the line between hunter and hunted vanishes, whose side will she choose?

In the cold silence of a fort, Valeria is searching - though she's not sure what for. Sunflowers hold poison, but why is that important? Her thoughts spiral in unfamiliar directions, fed by a hunger she can't explain. As she navigates between the warmth of companionship and the icy grip of her growing obsession, reality itself begins to slip.

I never knew I liked the color green, until I saw his eyes, glinting as he smiled. His glasses acted like framings of paintings, worth hanging at the Louvre. Ever since I met him, I knew I craved more green in my life, as much as he needed purple in his. He loved the color so much he wanted to be all around it. And, I was there, all around him, as he was, all around me. A slow burning romantic story of friendship, yearning, finding love, and a drizzle of drama. ---- Trigger Warning: Contains darker themes, involving death, abuse, and drugs. Copyright © 2025. All Rights Reserved.

Set in 1944, Devoted is a WW2 Historical Fiction. Florence, an American Army nurse stationed in England met James, a charming RAF pilot. Their passionate affair lead to an unexpected pregnancy and swift marriage. Sent to James's family home by the sea, Florence faces isolation with only the occasional visits from Ron, the lighthouse keeper. Her world turns upside down when she discovers a wounded Luftwaffe pilot washed ashore after a plane crash. Driven by compassion, she secretly nurses him back to health, forging an unexpected bond. As unforeseen events unfold, Florence must navigate the complexities of love, duty, and survival in a time of war. ****TW: Pregnancy loss****

just a bunch of short stories.

[Slow Brew Series 1 of 2] [Completed] Look, I didn't mean to embarrass myself the first time I walked into Brewing Grounds. Or the second. Or...every other time since. But something about the place-and the barista with the messy ponytail and the glasses that she pushes up her nose-makes me forget how to form actual sentences. Bea. Her name's Bea. She spelled mine wrong on my cup the first day (Ell-yot Hayul), and now I'm kind of obsessed. Not with her. With medium lattes. With her handwriting. With the little hearts she scribbles on my cups. Okay... maybe a little bit with her. The point is: I'm a walking disaster around her, and I'm pretty sure she knows it. And okay, maybe I started showing up every morning at exactly 7:30 just to see her. And maybe I've been reading up on how to flirt because I thought that might help (it hasn't). But honestly, what's the worst that could happen? I embarrass myself again? (Already done that.) Spill coffee on my tie? (Happened last week.) Accidentally fall in love with the barista who writes flirty notes on my coffee cups? Oh, wait... [1 of 2: Slow Brew Series] Dual POV | Romantic Comedy | Coffee Shop Romance | Slice of Life 18+ for suggestive dialogue, some steam (nothing too explicit) 🏆 1st Place - Pimp My Romance Awards 2025 🏆 1st Place - Pink Watty's pINKspire Awards 2025 "Best Dialogue"

Trust is a fleeting and fragile thing. No one knows that better than Isla and Noah Templeton. Secrecy and betrayal are the way of life in their father's empire. When Claude Chul-Matthews returns to Isla Templeton's life, he's not Claude anymore; he has a darkness that only secrets can create. But the Templeton children aren't content to live with lies anymore. Will they uncover the depth of the betrayals and finally uncover the truth? Or will Isla crumble under the very thing that is supposed to guide her: herself. ⚠️ First and last content warnings ⚠️ This story includes various sensitive topics: • Self-harm / Suicide • Depression • Violence • PTSD • If you are struggling with mental health, please stop reading if any of the chapters trigger you. • If you need anyone to talk to, just comment on my page. I'm no therapist, but I'm a good listener. Just remember, professional advice is the best advice. Please comment and tell me what you think! Xoxo Zinnia. Thank you @Lemonsindecay for the cover 😭 🖤