*DISCLAIMER* - Suicide & Potential Violence (Read At Your Own Risk) ~This is a side story to my trilogy, which will be coming soon!~ Do you want to escape? Are you tired? Anne is somehow pulled right into the mix of her unwritten novel. "All I wished for was happiness, not this make-believe crap!" Hoping to sleep and never wake up again, UNAWARE of the valley gradually approaching while she hides tangled underneath her sheets ready to give up on life, love, and faith - oblivious a force greater than any other heard her cry. Next time Anne opens her eyes she will be in paradise. Chaos, turmoil and love all battling against each other whilst her lovely main character is still missing, and they mistake her for the missing princess. How will Anne manage to survive in a world so mischievous and perilous, one she conjured for her own comfort? Copyright © 2026 Anne Lyra Bloom All Rights Reserved

Previously known as "My Knight in Leather" That's right, y'all! I finally got off my ass to rewrite this book! Hopefully, and fingers crossed, this version will be better than the original!

❝𝐀 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐠𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐲 𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞, 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐲 𝐦𝐞𝐧, 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞.❞ ˖𓂃. ⋆.𐙚 ̊𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟐 𝐢𝐧 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐆𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬.𐙚.⋆ ˖𓂃. ʚɞ 𝐕𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐒𝐚𝐦𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐲𝐚. ᡣ𐭩 ʚɞ 𝐄𝐫𝐲𝐚𝐯 𝐕𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐡.

*That's Not How You Flirt* *Shadows in a Hall | School of Troublemakers | Secrets of Blackridge Academy* When Theodore somehow lands himself at Blackridge Academy-a school shrouded in mystery and filled with missing students-he quickly realizes this place is nothing like any high school he's known. Between the shadowy halls, secret whispers, and a crush that seems just out of reach, Theodore has to figure out how to survive... and maybe even how to flirt without making things worse. Welcome to a school where trouble is the norm, and nothing is as it seems.

He built his days on dreams and purpose. Discipline held him steady, until she came. She drew new stars across his skies, And ignited the fire behind his eyes. Now passion burns where order reigns. Two hearts, one tethered, one untamed. Can he keep both, the dream and the fire, Or must one fall for the other's desire? "You could've died because of me." "You could've died because of me too." "But why! Why would you do that for me?" "Because something was there. Long before I know it."

Lilah Hunter doesn't blur lines. As a sharp-tongued corporate lawyer with a ruthless work ethic and a closet full of control, she's has learnt to build her entire life on boundaries, no one gets inside her armor. And definitely not an arrogant, charming billionaire. Theo Grey. Infuriatingly confident, dangerously observant, and hellbent on pushing her buttons. With just a glance, he can unravel the cool, confident woman she's worked so hard to become. He drives her insane... yet she can't seem to escape the way he makes her feel. . . . Then punish me, Lilah," he whispered, low, deliberate, sinful. My name rolled off his tongue like it was made for my lips alone. Heat pooled deep inside me. My mind teetered on the edge of surrender. A dangerous idea struck. I tilted my head, eyes locked on his, and let my fingers drift over his forearm- the one resting on my thigh. Featherlight, I traced up to his bicep, over the curve of his neck, and finally let the back of my hand brush his cheek. My thumb traced over his bottom lip in a slow, deliberate caress. His gaze followed, wide, hungry, submitting under my touch. "Do I plan on punishing you, Grey?" I murmured, letting my voice drip with false innocence. I bit my lower lip, slow enough for him to notice, and held his eyes while I did it. He seized my wrist with his free hand, fingers strong and possessive. His eyes flicked to my mouth, back to my eyes, then back down again. Every lean forward, every shift of his body screamed that he wanted more. Needed more.

She can't remember. They won't let her forget. When the same night keeps repeating, she must uncover the truth to escape the loop.

Lavender Sullivan is a relationship columnist with one tiny problem-she's romantically cursed (metaphorically). After a viral article turns her love life into a public disaster, her childhood best friend, Wes, comes up with a brilliant (read: completely insane) idea. Ten dates. Ten exes. One last shot at proving she's not a walking red flag. What could possibly go wrong? (Spoiler: Everything). Between awkward reunions, social media chaos, and a growing tension with the one person she swore she'd never fall for, Lavender's about to learn that love is less like a fairytale... and more like a very public, slow-motion car crash. Started: 14th February 2025 Ended:

He placed a file of marriage papers on the counter, sliding a pen across to her. His dark, sharp eyes locked on her every move. "Tarsou ge tum , tumhe uska deedar bhi naseeb na hoga.... Khwaaisch he meri ke tumhara pyaar kabhi poura na hoga"........ {"You will long for him, yet you will never get to see him... My wish is that your love is never fulfilled."} Aayesha said with a deep hatred filled in her eyes. "Mohabbat , dua aur baddua sirf kitabi bate he..... Haqeeqat mai iska koi wajoud nahi...... Zaya hojayegi tumhari Mohabbat ki talash........ Jab badlegi meri caahat, junnon me sirf tumhe pane ki"....... {"Love, prayers, and curses exist only in books... In reality, they have no meaning... Your search for love will go in vain... For when my desire changes, my obsession will be only to have you."} "Sign it. Now. The sooner you do, the sooner this becomes official." "This is not a pure love story. It's a cursed tale, where a haunted past shattered them, destiny entwined their paths, and fate gave them a chance-however fleeting."