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#1 in Wes Bennett Dahlia Fernandes had grown up in Mumbai. So when she had to move to Nebraska, it was a huge change for her. She didn't know if she would fit in. But then she met Liz Buxbaum and pretty soon the two of them were best friends. According to everybody, Liz was weird. Weird dressing sense, weird affinity for music, weird love for movies. According to Dahlia, she's amazing. But the problem is Wes Bennett. Wes, with his charming, sometimes dorky charm. Wes who Liz hates. Dahlia doesn't want to interfere, but her heart has a mind of its own. And Wes, who's loved Liz all his life, finds his heart fluttering for someone new for the first time since... ever. #1 in Liz Buxbaum #1 in Better Than The Movies #1 in Wes Bennett

Highest Ranking: #1 in desigirl Rani's life is fine. Totally, heartbreak-free, thriving-on-ice-cream-and-denial fine. (She only cries sometimes.) Now she's trading secrets and heartbreak stories with a guy who makes her laugh again-without realizing she's texting the one man she swore to forget. Her ex. The one who knew her favorite flowers. The one who broke her heart at a dinner she still pretends didn't happen. Rani's got rules: No second chances. No wondering if the universe is trying to be funny. But fate has a twisted sense of humor. And falling for a stranger feels a lot like falling for him all over again. This book has been published on Royal Road under the username TypedConfessions on 06/01/2026

Aveline had grown up knowing grandeur and opulence. She'd grown up used to running through the halls of the Palace without a care in the world. Her father had been King Edric's advisor. Her mother a friend of the Queen. Their families were close. All of that had changed when she got her power. She wasn't the Prince of Ilya. Wasn't the one King Edric would make his Enforcer. So, for her, unlike Kai, the power was a curse. She was a liability for them all. But since she'd been so close to the Court, the King had given her a choice: Leave the nobility, leave the high ranks and the luxury of her life and live like a commoner, fend for herself, or die. But why, then, was her name on the list for the Trials? Why now, after all this time, was she being called back to the place she'd been banished from? #1 in Lauren Roberts

#1 in Aaron Warner Amelia Pereira has always been a dreamer. Dreamer, fangirl, scholar, chronic over-thinker. She knows the story by heart: Juliette Ferrars, the girl who can't be touched. Aaron Warner, the cold tyrant with sad eyes and green rings. So, when reality hiccups and Amelia finds herself plopped- face first- onto the cold concrete of Sector 45, she's pretty sure she's hallucinating. Or dying. Or both. Unfortunately for her GPA-and possibly her lifespan-she's not dreaming. The soldiers are real. The guns are real. The stains on the walls? Very real. And standing in front of her, beautiful as a nightmare made of marble and secrets, is Aaron Warner himself-green eyes sharp enough to slice through every spoiler Amelia accidentally blurts out in a panic spiral. Trapped in a world she only ever adored from the safety of fanfiction and Pinterest edits, Amelia has to survive Warner's suspicion, Juliette's power, and the Reestablishment's cruelty-armed with nothing but her messy knowledge of plot points that haven't happened yet. He's not a sad boy on a page anymore. He's real. He's lethal. He can feel every terrified, fluttering emotion she has when she looks at him. And the closer Amelia drifts to the cold center of his empire, the more she realizes that loving him in fiction was easy. Loving him here is changing the story. TW: There are a few mentions of childhood physical abuse in this book DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS IN THIS BOOK APART FROM THE OC. THIS IS A FANFICTION BASED ON THE SHATTER ME SERIES BY TAHAREH MAFI. Highest Rankings: #1 in Aaron Warner #1 in Kenji #1 in kishimoto #1 in Ignite Me #1 in Tahereh Mafi #1 in Aaron Warner Fanfic #4 in Dystopian

Eliza Riorson is twenty years old. The war is over. The names Mia and Xaden Riorson are enough to make the highest ranking nobles shake in their boots and plead forgiveness for crimes they hadn't even comitted. For Eliza, they're simply, Mom and Dad. And oh, she longs to be like her mother. To Eliza, Mia Riorson is not a legend to be examined. Not a myth. She is a mother who chose love in a world that demanded cruelty. A woman who did what was necessary. A protector. A saviour. The woman who single-handedly prevented Navarre from destruction. And Eliza intends to be just like her. Aren has never belonged to the world of queens and councils. Sharp-tongued, freckled, and perpetually unimpressed by authority, he is known more for his irreverence than his influence. He laughs when he should bow. He questions what others accept. He notices what powerful people overlook. And he fell in love with Eliza Roy the moment she grabbed him by the ear and demanded answers. Or maybe when she tackled him for pulling her into the fountain. Or maybe a million other times. But Aren knows where he stands. Eliza Roy is a queen in everything but name. And Aren is just a boy who doesn't belong in her story. Or so he thinks.

#1 in Tairn When the Great War begins, dragons want nothing to do with mortals. Navarre is losing against the Venin. Magic burns the battlefields. Provinces fall. And Seris Riorson? She's locked in a tower like a precious jewel no one is allowed to touch. The youngest of her family, adored but smothered, Seris was trained to fight, yet forbidden to ever set foot near danger. Especially not the Tyrrish nesting grounds, where one mistake might start a second war. But curiosity has always been her ruin. What begins as a stolen escape into the forest becomes an ambush at the border. Venin see her. They recognize the Duke's daughter. And they want her. And a poison-tipped blade doesn't care how brave she is. As darkness claims her, Amelia sees the last thing she ever expected: a massive black dragon, eyes like molten gold, watching her fall. Tairn does not save humans. Tairn does not choose humans. Tairn does not transform into a man for anyone. Until her. #1 in Tairn #1 in Empyrean

#1 in Xaden Riorson Mia Roy was a middle school- and sometimes high school- history teacher. But she's also a normal human being, with normal human hobbies. Like reading. Specifically, romantasy books with morally grey male leads. So naturally, she's read Fourth Wing. But what happens when she falls- literally- into it? Suddenly, she's no longer dealing with bratty twelve-year-olds but with dragons, battle-training, and one very infuriating, dangerously attractive wingleader who has a knack for making her heart race. Basgiath may have dragons, but Mia's dealt with screaming eight-year-olds. Basgiath may have war, but Mia's dealt with staff room seating charts that insisted on putting her next to the creepy math professor. Basgiath may have the parapet and the threshing and a thousand other life-threatening situations, but Mia had dealt with The Lunchroom Debacle of 2023. #1 in Xaden #1 in Fourth Wing #1 in Meta #1 in Violet #1 in Xaden Riorson #1 in Empyrean #1 in Rebecca Yarros #1 in Violet Sorrengail Winner of the Cherry Blossom Fanfiction Awards DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN FOURTH WING. THE SERIES IS OWNED BY REBECCA YARROS. SOME SCENES IN THIS BOOK WILL BE TAKEN FROM THE ORIGINAL BOOKS AS THE PLOT OF MY FANFIC IS HER FALLING INTO THE BOOKS. I DO NOT CLAIM TO OWN THOSE SCENES