"I know you are a man who has lost a great deal, Mr. Shelby. And I know that fear is the only language you think Birmingham speaks. But I have spent ten years with the Sisters; your shadows don't frighten me nearly as much as the thought of a child going without a coat tomorrow." She is a woman of cloth and conviction. He is a man of lead and whiskey. Mabel is the lead teacher at the Grace Shelby Institute, a place built on the sins of the Shelby family. She isn't under any illusions about who pays her wages; she's seen the blood on the notes. But while the rest of Small Heath trembles at the click of iron-shod heels in the night, Mabel simply keeps her needle moving. When Thomas Shelby wanders into her classroom at two in the morning, he's looking for the silence his own mind refuses to give him. Instead, he finds a woman who refuses to be his victim or his devotee. To Tommy, she is a sanctuary he doesn't deserve. To Mabel, he is a soul that no amount of prayer can fix-but that doesn't mean she won't try. A story of faith, fire, and the mending of a man who thought he was beyond repair.

When Remsie's boyfriend asked her to go on a tour of the NASA Space Center, she assumed the most interesting thing she would see would be a rocket. But she couldn't have been more wrong... After falling through a top secret portal to another world, Remsie wakes nauseous and disoriented in a world she wasn't built to survive. When she's discovered by a tall alien warrior and brought back to his den mates she's determined to keep them at arms length. But that's hard to do when they believe she's a deity come save their species from extinction. Caught in the complicated pack games of this foreign world, it is not only reality as she knows it at risk of being lost forever, but her life and maybe her heart... ___ #1 in alien on 09/03/25 #1 in science fiction on 10/22/25 #1 in scifi fantasy on 10/22/25 #1 in romantasy on 11/14/25 #1 in paranormal romance on 12/22/25 #1 in why choose on 3/26/25 #1 in steamy on 7/14/26

Althea was dangerous. She wasn't particularly large or imposing, but once you heard the Whisper of her breath, it was too late. Her ability to sneak around without alerting others, as if melting into the shadows, it scared people. She was a cold, heartless killer, and nothing more. Or so she thought. She has always looked up at the sky, loving daytime, hating the darkness, the stars that watched her suffer. But one day she meets someone that makes her love the stars. -------------------------- Althea suddenly felt, more than saw a presence behind her. Before she could whip around, there was a harsh blow to the back of her head, and her vision sparked. she watched, mesmerized as fireworks exploded in her vision. Stars swam across her sight and she reached out for them, but just as she was about to touch them they danced away. The world became darker and darker. Her radio crackled again, and she could barely hear the words. It was all this death and destruction were miles away, her reality fading. She just barely heard her name being called from the garbled sounds of the communicator. The last thing she saw was a skull, glinting eerily in the dim light of the alley. -------------------------- NUMBER 2 IN GHOST NUMBER 1 IN SIMON RILEY NUMBER 2 IN SPY [simon 'ghost' riley x fem!oc/Reader] Unfinished!