After a flagrant display of cosmic irreverence, Elizabeth Evans is left adrift. With no place to call home. No plan for the future. Only a useless college degree, lingering substance abuse issues, and a penchant for burnout. When a childhood friend offers her a chance to start fresh in the sleepless city, Ellie does what any hopeless soul with nothing left to lose would do; she takes it and doesn't look back. Life in New York City is more complicated than this small town girl could have ever imagined. And it would seem the gods have a few more tricks left up their sleeves. Ellie finds herself torn between two worlds. Between her growing feelings for two enigmatic men. Between her wanton desires and lifelong ambitions to finally make something of her sad, little life. The scales must be weighed. Between lust or power. Between desire or reason. Between getting what she wants or doing what's expected of her. She must also ask if those are really the only options. What if she wants more? What if she wants it all? And what is she willing to do to get it? To find out, Ellie must confront not only her past, but the deepest parts of herself. Neither the universe, the city, nor these two annoyingly handsome men are going to make it easy. And only two things are certain; the gods certainly have a sense of humor and the heart wants what it wants. (A New Romantics Novel: Book One)

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈ Everyone wants to win. No one wants to talk about what it costs. 𖹭.ᐟ Luke Carter knows how to make people want him. 愛 A look held too long. A smile that promises something it never intends to give. He moves through rooms like gravity, pulling, consuming, leaving wreckage behind him. 𖹭.ᐟ Oliver Reyes doesn't chase. 愛 He watches. He notices the cracks Luke tries to hide behind charm and speed and hunger. And instead of looking away, Oliver stays. Their connection is electric and unstable, built in locker rooms thick with chlorine, in races where bodies brush and breaths tangle, in moments that feel too close to violence to be called desire and too intimate to be ignored. What starts as rivalry turns into something darker. Something possessive. Something that feels like losing control. Luke wants to dominate. Oliver wants the truth. And neither of them knows how to touch the other without risking destruction. 𖹭.ᐟ Loving Luke Carter isn't gentle. Loving Oliver Reyes isn't safe. And neither of them knows how to survive being seen without flinching. 愛 -ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈ Love didn't save them. It asked them to stay

He is drunk. He is a man-whore. He is seeing someone else. And he just... kissed me. So, I pull away just enough to look up at him, my expression somewhere between turned-on bewilderment and plain disgust at myself, him, the situation. And I slap him. ────˖°⊹🏈⊹ ࣪ ˖──── 𝘔𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦 "𝘊𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘦" 𝘊𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘬 has spent the last two years building a name for herself in her university's theatre program - quietly, relentlessly, and without distractions. She's disciplined, sharp, and determined to make her dream career a reality. She doesn't party, doesn't date, and definitely doesn't have time for cocky football players who think showing up late with a smirk is charm. Enter 𝘈𝘵𝘭𝘢𝘴 𝘕𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘰𝘯 - athletic golden boy, campus heartthrob, and a walking PR nightmare. When a failing grade and too many suspension-worthy party photos land him on academic probation, his coach throws down the gauntlet: audition for the spring production of "The Rainmaker", or lose his football scholarship. To everyone's shock, including his own, Atlas lands the male lead opposite Chellie. Now forced to play lovers onstage, Chellie and Atlas are thrown into late-night rehearsals and kiss choreography that feels too real. She thinks he's all ego and no discipline. He thinks she's uptight, cold, and a little too obsessed with control. But every line they rehearse chips away at their defenses. And the closer they get under stage lights, the more blurred the lines become. She's spent her whole life planning for the future. He's spent his avoiding anything that hurts. But something is happening between them - something raw and volatile, magnetic and deeply inconvenient. And when the script demands vulnerability, desire, and trust, it's not just the characters that start falling.

Seventeen-year-old Aviva Osherov, the daughter of a poor rabbi in Chernigov, has never fit the life chosen for her. She is expected to marry young, obey without question, and accept a future she does not want. But Aviva hungers for things forbidden to a girl of her world- to study Torah, to choose her own path, and to dream beyond the Pale of Settlement. Rumors of pogroms sweep through nearby towns, casting fear over her community like a shadow that refuses to lift. And when Aviva crosses paths with Nikolai, a quiet Orthodox Christian boy who sees her humanity instead of her religion, everything becomes more dangerous. He saves her once. She trusts him once. And suddenly the one person she should fear becomes the one she cannot let go of. Their forbidden bond risks her father's honor, her sister's future, and the safety of their entire household. Whispers turn to threats. Threats turn to violence. And when the pogrom finally reaches Chernigov, Aviva must face an impossible choice: Stay with the boy who taught her what freedom feels like... or flee to America to save the only family she has left. A story of courage, forbidden love, and a girl who refuses to be silent beneath a darkening sky.

In the realm of Aegia, everyone has one chance to rise. With it comes the risk of being bound forever. Upon nearing adulthood, citizens of Aegia can choose to enroll in one of the Academies, where they are taught the ancient texts, the history of the realm, and the sacred runes handed down by the gods themselves. At the end of their time at the Academy, they face a series of tests to be sorted into two castes: 𝗔𝗲𝗹𝗮𝗿𝗶𝘀, the elite rulers, advance to the top positions in their field, deciding what is built, what is destroyed, where taxes go...and who lives and dies. And 𝘀𝘆𝗹𝗿𝗮, the servants bound by magic to their Aelaris. Seen as little more than an appendage and status symbol, they spend their days following their Aelaris and living for their demands, completely devoted and content in their role. The bond is considered sacred. It prevents the Aelaris from ever harming their sylra while ensuring the sylra is happy to serve. The Rite of Ascension determines who belongs where, a process that measures worth and potential, through the power of the gods. Rian Argon-son has always believed he was destined to join the ranks of the Aelaris, working tirelessly to prove himself worthy. Meanwhile his nemesis Ileana, born into wealth and privilege, has always seen herself as a true heir to power. Their rivalry has simmered in all their time at the Academy, and now the final testing is upon them. They may be both top of their class, but ultimately the Rite of Ascension will decide everything. Both have prepared. Neither are ready. Cover by @Merlyn_Fereira

Madelyn Chung is one of the best clinical psychology PhD students Harvard has ever seen-the most controversial, too. After discovering a data fraud conducted by Harvard's star faculty, Dr. Charlotte Shelby, her career seems more uncertain, with whispers within the field accuse her as a burdensome whistleblower, betrayals from peers, and awkward tensions between her and the faculty. With a potential groundbreaking research project in the line, she is appointed to work with Dr. Alex Manning, the young neuroscientist who revolutionized several of Harvard's neuroscience research. A life-changing opportunity for Maddie-except, she must deal with the fact that Alex was one of Charlotte's past collaborators, and his career was almost at stake because of her. Maddie has always been careful when trudging through the endless hours of clinical shifts and research while juggling academics. But when she doesn't know if the longing stares from Alex every time he tries to make her life harder are an indication of hatred, or if they mean something else, she starts to feel unprepared. Because Maddie knows she is a falling star, and if she holds onto the fragile trust between her and Alex too tightly, she will only fall harder.

He's dangerous, obsessed, and he has his gaze firmly planted on me. I just need to keep my distance and stay professional, but I think he's stalking me. The worst part of it all? I think I like it.

☆ SLOW BURN • DARK ROMANCE • NO SMUT ☆ 〜 They burned her kingdom to ash. Now she sleeps beneath the roof of its conqueror. Clarice, last princess of Sahradyn, was meant to die with her family. Instead, she was spared, dragged across enemy lines and locked in a tower by the man who shattered her world. King Caelen of Velmoras is cold, calculating, and ruthless. He offers her only one choice: become his concubine, or rot in the tower. Yet even as Clarice plots her survival, something stirs between them. A pull. A thread. The old texts call it the soul-thread: a bond said to bind enemies as often as lovers, rare and perilous, long dismissed as myth. But Clarice feels it now, in every glance, every silence, every clash of wills with the man she should hate above all others. As war brews on the borders and kingdoms begin to fracture, Clarice must decide whether the thread binding her to Caelen is a curse to be severed, or a weapon powerful enough to change the fate of empires.

In a world of crowns and jewels, Princess Cordelia is next in line for the throne as King Richard's eldest daughter. After the targeted death of the Queen, the king was taunted by fear. He then turns to his most trusted guard, and asks for his son to take the place as the princess's knight. Alaric Blackthorn has been watching the princess from afar since they were children. He admired the girl, for her strength and grace captivated every inch of him. He was finally able to get close to her, and he vowed to never let any form of harm come her way. Princess Cordelia and Alaric Blackthorn grow close, but when she is required to be wed, their relationship faces a series of tests. A test of strength.

He burned her. But another placed a gun in her hands and taught her how to aim. ------------------------ Evelyn Hartwell creates beautiful dresses for a living, but she somehow always finds herself in the ugliest corners of Brickhaven. Smoke-filled speakeasies. Alleyways with blood on the walls. All because she can't stop sticking her nose where it doesn't belong. She's soft-hearted, naive, and impulsive. And in a city ruled by two rival crime families, these can get a girl killed. Her Aunt Clara tries to keep her safe, hidden, quiet. But Evelyn has never been good at keeping her head down. One reckless act of kindness goes terribly wrong and shatters everything she thought she knew. A gun is raised. A name from a past she never knew is spoken. And the life she knew goes up in smoke. Her aunt is lying. Her past is wrong. And two powerful families suddenly want her under their protection...or control. Evelyn finds herself pulled into the gilded, dangerous world of the Crowe family. They say she's safest with them, but Evelyn is done being caged. And the Crowes make it impossible to breathe. Dominic - warm smile, passionate devotion, a seductive kind of danger that feels like falling. Sebastian - cold eyes, steady hands, a quiet command that crawls beneath her skin. Both hiding things. Both watching her. Both wanting to keep her in their grasp for reasons she can't decipher. Caught between warring families, two men who could ruin her, and a past she never knew she inherited, Evelyn must decide what she's willing to give up: freedom, heart, or life.