At Eidolon University, medicine is war-and legacy decides who survives. Faeythreyn entered on a full scholarship. Wealthy by inheritance, anonymous by name. She carries her father's surname-middle-class, forgettable-and her mother's money, locked in a trust no one talks about. She has no crest, no family recognition, and no protection from the quiet hierarchy that rules the elite halls of Eidolon. Xandros Vale? He is the hierarchy. His name is carved into buildings, whispered in classrooms, and passed through generations of surgeons like a rite. Untouchable. Until she touched a nerve. A rivalry starts in the back row of a lecture hall-subtle, biting, brilliantly cruel. And it grows. Public sabotage. Late-night accusations. Misunderstood intentions. Then the tension shifts. In white coats, they were meant to become healers. But somewhere between the study sessions and stolen glances, they learned how to break each other instead.

*THIS IS THE SECOND BOOK IN THE CREST ACADEMY SERIES. READ THE GHOSTS OF IRIS LE CLOS FIRST* ⏮ ▶ ⏭ Who's Afraid of Little Old Me - Taylor Swift Iris has escaped The Basement and is now home at Crest Academy. Everything is back to normal, except it isn't. After distracting the shadow monsters to buy time for Iris and Kitty, Eli was taken by Bevere and the monsters, and is now somewhere with them being tortured or worse. As the Celestials rush to find their friend, dark secrets related to the shadow monsters and Iris herself begin to uncover. There is something rising in the dark, something that has been hidden for decades and Iris needs to find a way to save Eli and the academy before it's too late.

basically PJOxKOTLCxWednesday ⏮ ▶ ⏭ The Archer - Taylor Swift Iris Le Clos was born into a wealthy Manhattan family, living her life of penthouses and parties. One day, she gets into an accident that puts her in a coma. When she wakes up, she learns her life completely turned upside down. And as if her life crumbling in a single stroke isn't bad enough, Iris also discovers that she now has magical powers and must be rushed off to an elite school for the supernatural: Crest Academy. At Crest, Iris makes new friends and enemies all while dealing with grief and dangerous, new, uncontrollable abilities. (I promise this isn't a cringey as it sounds :) Created: 3/9/25

A Shatter Me fanfiction~ The female version of Aaron Warner. The only woman alive in her bloodline. The greatest weapon Paris Anderson ever built. Odessa Victoria Anderson. She wasn't his problem to fix. She wasn't just another patient he could toss at a therapist and a bottle of pills and expect to "get better." He thought she was. She was ready to prove him wrong. Prison won't stop her. Locking her away in a rehabilitation centre won't get in her way. Haider Ibrahim is about to learn to fear her.

"Death is only cruelty to those undeserving of its pain." Ethan Nakamura had never considered himself redeemable in any way. He thought that though the approach was wrong, Luke's motives were correct. He regretted nothing of what he did except not dying. But Percy Jackson gave him a second chance- and somehow, so had the rest of Camp Half-Blood. Never once did he deem himself worthy of it. In fact, he wanted to reject it. But Percy was gone now, and he wasn't going to waste the chance to make himself stronger. He was going to find Poseidon's son, even if that was the last thing he ever did. It was the least he could do. Naia Burton had never lied. 16 years of living, and the girl was incapable of lying. But that didn't matter to people didn't know her, and there was no reason for them to believe her. Her father had been struck down by lightning and vanished- she had seen it with her own eyes- but there was no way it was possible. Never before had Naia lived on the streets before that moment. The girl had been spoiled beyond compare by her father, as had her sisters. It was no secret. But he was a liar, and now he was gone. And Naia vowed to find out the truth, even if it was the last thing she ever did. It was the least she could do.