Book One of the Daughters of Light Trilogy She was raised to obey. But the stars whisper a different truth. High above the mortal world, in the floating citadel of Kael'Thira, Seren lives under the rule of the Scholars, a silent, watching order who shape minds, erase memories, and extinguish disobedience. Seren has always excelled, always submitted... until the day she sees the stars flicker. And hears them call her name. As forbidden powers awaken in her blood, starfire that burns without heat, echoes that reveal what's hidden, Seren begins to question everything: her teachings, her origins, and the chilling silence surrounding her birth. But the truth is dangerous. The Scholars would see her silenced. And someone even darker wants her controlled. When betrayal comes from the one she trusted most, Seren escapes into a broken world teetering on the edge of divine imbalance. What she uncovers is a prophecy older than any empire: of three daughters, born of light, destined to rise. But prophecy offers no comfort. And destiny never asks permission. A tale of celestial magic, shattered memory, and the fire within, Seren of Kael'Thira begins an epic trilogy about sisterhood, sacrifice, and the battle to reclaim the light.

One moment, I was just another nobody in a car accident. The next, I woke up in a hospital bed...hearing voices. Not the creepy kind. Not hallucinations. Real voices. Thoughts that didn't belong to me. Turns out, I can hear what people are thinking. Yeah-mind reading. Telepathy. Whatever you want to call it. Suddenly, boring, average me wasn't so ordinary anymore. High school drama? Easy. Crushes? Complicated. Secrets? Way too many. High school isn't about fitting in-it's about staying sane. Because the more I listen, the more I realize... some minds aren't meant to be heard. And the voices? They aren't the only thing following me. Powers like this? They come with a price. And I'm starting to think the voices in my head aren't the worst part. Something darker is coming. And time might be the only thing that reveals what I've really woken up to. (First published on Wattpad by Distinct-unique_bird. If you're reading this anywhere else, it was taken without my permission.)

Blurb: The first time my cat, Sir Pounce, spoke, I dropped my coffee. "Clean that up," she said, her green eyes glowing faintly. "Wouldn't want you slipping before I get my revenge." It took me a moment to place the voice - sharp, sarcastic, unmistakable. "Mara?!" I gasped. "My ex?!" "In the flesh. Well... in the fur," she purred. "You dumped me, remember? Said I was 'too intense.' Now I've got nine lives to ruin yours." She stalked toward me, tail twitching, a wicked grin curling her whiskers. "First, I'll destroy your social life. Then your career. And after that? Oh, darling, I've got plans for the whole world. A new age... ruled by cats." I laughed nervously. "You can't take over the world." Sir Pounce leaned close, her breath smelling faintly of tuna and menace. "Watch me." (First published on Wattpad by Distinct-unique_bird. If you're reading this anywhere else, it was taken without my permission.)

Book Cover Credit goes to: @lasophie79 Book One (Dark Strokes Duet Series) Yara Levine has always turned chaos into art. Orphaned young and hardened by a fractured upbringing, she finds solace in her art. A surrealist sanctuary where pain becomes pigment, and control is a brushstroke away. But when Zayne Lanston, a man as enigmatic as he is dangerous, crashes into her world, her carefully curated walls begin to crack. For Yara, he's a perfect muse. Magnetic, a living masterpiece begging to be captured on canvas. But convincing him to pose for her means stepping into his orbit, and Zayne's darkness doesn't tolerate spectators. What starts as artistic obsession sharpens into something darker, hungrier. As Yara uncovers Zayne's twisted past, she realizes his enemies have marked her, too. Yet the deeper she falls, the more she risks becoming collateral in a game she doesn't understand. Caught between her art and desires, Yara must decide: Is Zayne her salvation or her ruin? And when the line between muse and obsession blurs, can she paint her way out, or will she drown in the shadows of a man who thrives in them? Dark Romance .✰Awards✰. 1st in Dark Romance category in The Twilight Awards 2025 3rd in Cover Crush Category in Vintage Glamour Awards 2025 Note: All the pictures I've used in this story are not mine; they belong to their respective owners. The cover, mood boards and banners are made by me.

"It's in the darkest nights that we see the brightest stars." "What does that even mean?" I shrug, turning away from his cold gaze, and looking out towards the night sky. "I don't know, I think we spend so much time looking for answers when perhaps the beauty lies in the questions themselves." __________________ Sirius Maebelle is forced to go to Axel Academy, a brutal military school where survival is the only rule. There she meets Isaac: cocky, ruthless, and untouchable. The second they meet, their hatred ignites. Maybe Its becuase Siri wore whatever she wanted. No matter how hard it was to find colored clothing In this gray little world, or how weird it was to wear something other than colorless sad things. Maybe that's why he hated her so much. Because she was different. Maybe he hated her so much because she hated him. Or maybe, he hated her so much because on her first day, she shot a penny in his eye. It's probably the last one. No matter the reason, they are opposites- Color and colorless. Light and dark. Born to clash. But in a place of deadly training, never ending war, and buried secrets- a corrupt king, mysterious deaths, and a truth that could shatter their world- Isaac and Siri are forced to work together. When the line between love and hate begins to blur, Sirius and Isaacs mutual hatred begins to shift into something far more dangerous than the raging wars. And you know what they say, To hate someone with your whole heart is to give them the power to steal it. (book #1 In the 'Bound by Blades' series.)