As entire villages go missing throughout the night court without a trace, Rhysand puts his spymaster in charge of working out why. But it is clear Azriel won't be able to do it himself. In an effort to keep these incidents quite they need someone they can trust. Eris Vanssera, desperate to prove his loyalty to their alliance gets roped into the unlikely pairing. The mating bond doesn't care about history, politics or reputation. Instead it pulls the souled of its desired together, the mating bond can be wrong but how do you know if it is? Azriel could never bring himself to stop hating Eris Vanserra let alone love him, and Eris could never love Azriel in fear of his reputation coming undone. Or could they? Even after a long slow burn romance, secrets still need to twine around them both - but is it love or lust? Could it ever become love knowing everyone around you will disapprove? Azriel could be in love with a male - If it didn't mean being in love with Eris. Eris could be in love with Azriel - If it didn't mean being in love with a male. [This fic is updated weekly on Ao3, and copied over to Wattpad when I remember to do it so sorry if the updates are slow and lots of chapters at a time!]

Soft Universe. Please read Soft and Strength to understand the characters. Saint Zeke Ingram, the youngest child of Naomi & Zeke, is a successful photographer, cinematographer, film writer, and producer. He has built his own brand with his vision and creativity. Currently writing a memoir, Saint takes readers through a journey of lessons he has learned along the way and how he will apply it to his life.

Set half a millenia after a cataclysmic event on a far off settled world, the survivors descendants have return to somewhat normalcy, albiet in often almost tribalistic communities. The air has become toxic, with the ability to instantly mutate or even kill whoever breaths it in. Therefore, filtered and clean air has become a commodity, and often the central uniting currency. Without the technology they once mastered, many ancient jobs came back to life, once such job is the Courier. The main character of this tale is one such Courier, a young woman in ragged clothing on the most important delivery of her relatively short life. Apologies for the AI cover, when I have the money I will pay for an actual artist, in the meantime I deal with what i can get haha

A hundred die every day on the continent of Kenshi. To survive in of itself is impressive, to survive alone is another thing entirely. Though even when you intend to stay alone, you can never expect who the winds might send your way. This is the story of four souls, across the continent all connected in ways they didn't even know, all with their own lives, their own goals and their own troubles. This is a tale of survival, blood and connection in the most unlikely of places. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This is a Kenshi fanfiction. If you don't know what Kenshi is, it's a fantastic yet incredibly janky indie game, I adore the setting and its possibly my favourite game of all time. This is purely a side project and will be uploaded whenever I finish chapters. This story is one of cool battles, survival and eventually found family dynamics. Also as usual apologies for the ai book cover, hopefully I'll be able to commission a fan to do some proper book cover art.

In Juniper City, the life of a mercenary is often a short one, yet for many it's the only choice they have. The cruel nobles rule the upper city and violent gangs the lower. Inbetween there are the mercenaries, most just wanting to live to see another day. The succesful become akin to celebrities, closing the gap between noble and dweller. Gunnar Vaen, however does not seek success, with a disdain for both nobles and body enhancements, his only goal is to pay rent. Yet, when a mysterious noble comes to him with a job to deal with a slowly growing drug epidemic, he can't help let his curiosity get the better of him. Even if the job stinks to high heaven. I'm experimenting with the title, let me know if you prefer it to the last! This is a cyberpunk novel with an attempt at a light sprinking of grimdark, inspired by Necromunda and as you may have guessed, Cyberpunk 2077. I am slowly editing the story with advice and feedback, so always grateful to hear more! This is the first book in the setting of The Ring and the first book in the series that follows Gunnar Vaen. Real cover is currently on the way! Yay!

The world is wide. There are many places where humanity has left only ghosts and memories. Three friends find themselves exploring one of those lonely places on a dark night. As they wander through what remains, they have to face themselves and whatever else might be among the abandoned buildings with them.

For Pink Literary Society's 2025 Christmas anthology, Coffee, Crime and Christmas Time, it's a short story about moving a house and giving the man the middle finger. Content warning: There is no coffee because I think coffee is icky. Best I could offer is hot chocolate. It is also brown but it is more tasty. In theory at least, because I also don't like chocolate. I'm a mess. Sue me Gemma. Update: Coffee made an appearance. It was for the narrative. This content warning is now for the presence of coffee.

A man wanders alone, lost in both time and thought in the quiet solitude of a vast forest. Under a watchful gaze, he confronts the fragmented memories of his past; his regrets, his joys, and the weight of a life lived. He relives moments of love, parenthood, and missed opportunities and finds himself reflecting on those moments of his life that consume him. This novella explores the nature of reflection, the human struggle to make peace with the self, and the choices that shape us through rich allegory and profound introspection. With stunning imagery and a narrative that invites readers to reflect on their own lives, this is a meditation on the burdens we carry and the paths we ultimately choose to walk. - - - 2025 Amby's Favorite under the title 'The Owl' Winner of the 2025 March Writer's Crown from the Watthub Community