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Iron & Smoke di pxythrn
pxythrn
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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.
Heliotrope di LemonLoaf
LemonLoaf
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In a kingdom governed by threes and traditions reaching back to the very Founder, Calla must navigate the Accords and her own loyalties. Once dismissed as an outsider, she rises within the Krillian court's careful cruelty, the King's favor finding her more than some believe it should. Ares Valebrand, her shadow and sentinel, gathers half-lies and hidden knowledge, building the steps she climbs toward power. Yet as Calla grows more entangled in the politics of the rival courts, whispers turn to screams inside of her, and her body bears marks she cannot fully remember. Symbols that feel less like scars and more like pleads. Note: Please let me know your thoughts in the comments!!! It is very appreciated. I love this story.
𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐞 (𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐲) di SL-Writes
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She was the youngest sister of the family. Sheltered. Protected. Far too innocent for the kind of world he lived in. And unfortunately for her, she was the key to his freedom. For him, it was supposed to be simple. Get close to her, finish what he came for, and leave before any of it could matter. Quick. Clean. Forgettable. She was never supposed to get under his skin. Never supposed to make him laugh when he hadn't found anything amusing in years. Never supposed to look at him like there was still something good left in him. But somehow, she did. And the worst part? The closer he gets to freedom, the harder it becomes to let her go. Tropes: * Forced proximity * Flirty x sunshine * Protective tension * Angst * He fell first * Touch her and die vibes * Emotional slow burn * Forbidden attachment ---- ✨ 𝗦𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝗮 𝗻𝗶𝗰𝗲 𝗯𝗼𝗼𝗸! 𝗜𝘁 𝗴𝗼𝘁 𝗺𝗲 𝘀𝗼 𝗲𝗺𝗼𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹-𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗹𝗮𝘂𝗴𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗲𝘅𝘁 𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗰𝗿𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴. 𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴.
The Weeping Jackal di BurntSugarPlum
BurntSugarPlum
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It was common for children of the Egyptian gods to die--- not that Heba Badran knew that. On her sweet-sixteen, Heba's demigod-blood gets her killed and she's transported to the underworld. Her heart is weighed to determine if she's a threat to mortals and gods... but the scales indicate she's wavering between damnation and salvation. Heba's sent to a limbo halfway house to balance between chaos and order, or face Ammit's Second Death. But between the lines of the afterlife there are horrors that feed off pain, and soon a monster, known as a heart-eater, invades the halfway house to claim her broken heart. With a 'lucky-cat' daughter of Bastet, a shy son of Ra, and a socially brain-dead son of Set at her side, Heba must learn to protect herself and find her way home. But can she balance her soul with the Egyptian feather of Ma'at (truth and order) before she is consumed by the power under her skin? **FIRST DRAFT** + SHORT CHAPTERS + INCLUDES DIGITAL DRAWINGS + POLLS AFTER EVERY CHAPTER + WEEKLY UPDATES Follow the story in real time. 👻✌️💀