❝ Unless you love someone, nothing else makes sense. ❞ ~ E.E. Cummings. A Dead Poets Society Story. At Welton Academy, rules are scripture, tradition is sacred, and silence is survival. For Frances "Frankie" Whitmore - the first girl quietly enrolled under a forgotten clause - it's a place she was never meant to be. Sharp-tongued and sharper-witted, she walks the halls like a secret waiting to be kept, until a boy with ink-stained fingers and too-loud laughter sees right through her. Charlie Dalton is everything Frankie isn't supposed to want - reckless, radiant, and restless to burn the world down if it means feeling something real. But beneath the mischief and bravado is a boy with too much heart, and Frankie finds herself drawn to him like a line to a sonnet - inevitable, inexplicable, and aching to be read aloud. As they're pulled into the fold of the Dead Poets Society, where poetry is rebellion and love is its own kind of defiance, Frankie and Charlie begin to discover not just each other, but themselves. In the shadow of tragedy and expectation, they will have to choose: to follow the script or rewrite the ending. A story of quiet revolutions, unsent letters, and love that lingers like verse in the margins, O My Love is a tender, lyrical ode to what we risk when we dare to be known.

❝One thing about living in Santa Carla I never could stomach... all the damn vampires.❞ A haunting, slow-burn romance set in the world of The Lost Boys. She wasn't made for the dark. That's why it wanted her. Lilah Wren Calloway was supposed to be on her way to Stanford - top of her class, full ride, future sealed. Instead, she ends up in Santa Carla: a strange little beach town full of missing posters, boarded-up windows, and secrets that only come out after dark. She doesn't mean to get involved. Not with the Emerson brothers. Not with the pale boys on motorcycles. And definitely not with Dwayne - the quiet one, the dangerous one, the one who watches her like he already knows how this ends. But the longer she stays, the harder it is to leave. The lights of the boardwalk burn like a warning. The night hums with hunger. And Lilah is starting to wonder if maybe there was never a version of her that walked away. Vampires. Moonlight. Motorcycle rides. And the girl who gave up everything to stay.

A love story based on That 90s Show. Iris Calder didn't plan to end up in Point Place, Wisconsin. She didn't plan to live with her grandma. Or start over at a school full of kids who spoke in inside jokes and 90s slang. She definitely didn't plan to catch feelings for a golden retriever in flannel who calls her "Boots" and makes her want to stay. But sometimes the best things are the ones you never see coming. Between basement hangouts, mixtapes passed like love letters, and one spectacularly failed Dirty Dancing lift, Iris finds herself tangled in a life that's messy, loud, and strangely wonderful. And Nate Runck? He's not just the funny guy. Not when he listens like he means it. Not when he holds her like she's something worth staying for. This is the story of red boots, late-night porch talks, and a summer that changed everything. Not perfect. Not planned. But maybe-just maybe-the beginning of something real.

❝He's a ghost. He's a god. He's a man.❞ Cassidy Monroe didn't come to Woodsboro to be noticed. But someone already remembered her. She's the new girl - haunted eyes, soft voice, a past no one survives clean. They call her quiet. Pretty. Strange. They don't know she's already seen a body go cold. Billy Loomis - brooding, unreadable, all sharp edges, knife-blade stares, and sugarcoated lies - knew her once, back before the world cracked open. Now he watches her like a memory that won't stay buried. And Stu Macher - all wild grins, bloody knuckles, and unhinged charm - is just as eager to pull her into the spiral. Cass never meant to get close. But now she's in the middle - of them, of everything. And then the killing starts. Phones ring after dark. Classmates turn up gutted. Everyone's a suspect. But Cass is no stranger to blood. She thought she left the worst behind. She was wrong. Final girls run. Cass stayed. With them. She didn't kill anyone. But she didn't say no, either.