Of Shadow and Sin is a dark romantasy filled with soul ties, ancient lore, and a world where almost everyone is supernatural. Vampires, hunters, witches, demons-if it exists in the shadows, it exists here. Mavera's life in the small town of Aspen Hollow is built around her close-knit group of friends and the one person she trusts most: her best friend. But everything changes when his visit home places him at the center of a brutal murder, dragging her into a dangerous world she never knew existed. Soon, Mavera begins having visions of a man who looks exactly like him-but isn't him. A man who starts stalking her from the shadows. As the line between reality and nightmare blurs, she is pulled into another realm entirely, where she meets a third man tied to secrets far older and darker than she could have imagined. Caught between obsession, danger, and forbidden love, Mavera discovers that neither she nor her best friend are truly what she thought-and that even her own family has been hiding the truth. As buried magic awakens inside her, she's forced to unravel who she really is before the supernatural world consuming her destroys everything she loves.

This story is set in 1960s: A young paperboy named Tommy falls in love with a boy, Patrick, who works at a local diner

''The human body is a disgusting thing - it will heal around a bullet, knit skin over a burn, and build you an appetite the week you killed a man.'' - A girl with no way home, lost in the shadows of an outlaw motorcycle club where mercy doesn't exist. What happens when two broken souls collide and refuse to walk away? Meet Raven, Axel, and the brutal world of Darkwoods.

Heart of Fury: A Skeldirith Novella || ONC ENTRY 2026 Round 1 and 2 qualifier, but sadly, did not finish in time for Round 3. I will continue to write this though! Prompt: You wake up with a strange mark on your skin after a late-night encounter you can barely remember, and its meaning grows more unsettling by the hour. ** change to the prompt - several marks on your skin *Set twenty-five years before Inheritance of Fire* (current WIP). Today, she wakes in chains. Once, she ruled the skies. Betrayed and imprisoned, Drakanya is stripped of a power that once made the world kneel. Bound within a fragile human body and marked with sigils that burn deeper with every passing hour, she is forced to endure the slow unraveling of everything she was. Her soul is shattered. Her fire is fading. And the sea below her prison waits ... endless and patient. What remains is not submissive. What remains is fractured. Devastated. Furious. And fury, when caged, does not wither and die. It endures. And when her cage finally shatters, the world will remember who, and what, she truly is. ********************************************* This story is intended for adult readers only (18+). Heart of Fury: A Skeldirith Novella is a dark fantasy with intense romantic themes and includes violence, gore, explicit language, sexual content, trauma, and psychological tension. ©M. J. Harris. All rights reserved. This is a work of original fiction. No part of this story may be copied, reproduced, reposted, or adapted in any form without the author's express permission.

One bet. One video. One night that ruined her life. Zara Khumalo was expelled,"first term Grade 12 young innocent girl..." eighteen years pregnant, and shipped to Russia Now she's back as black swan- unstoppable hacker and thief - ready to burn down the elite world that cast her out. Her target? The charming traitor who became a police captain... and the father of the twin boys he never knew existed. He's hunting her. She's hunting him. But when the masks fall and the past collides with explosive chemistry, will revenge win... or will the children they share force them to fight for a second chance? She returned for blood. He never expected her to be the one who got away. Dark romance • Secret baby (twins) • Hacker FMC • Revenge • Cape Town vibes • 18+ Impressive ranking # 1 on principal 06/05/2026

In the floating city of Ignivar, where the sky is ruled by law and the wind answers only to heroes, Anya has always believed herself ordinary in the only way that matters in a world built above the clouds. She lives for motion, for altitude, for the brief moments when the world below turns quiet and she can almost forget who she is meant to be. But some truths do not stay buried. Unknown to her, blood ties her to something far darker than she ever imagined. When her path collides with duty itself, she meets the one person who should never have become important to her at all. Renee is everything Anya is not meant to trust. Disciplined where Anya is reckless, loyal where Anya is untethered and sworn to uphold the Accords that keep the city aloft and orderly. As a rising hero of Ignivar, Renee's life is built upon certainty, until a single unauthorized flyer turns pursuit into something far more complicated than duty. What begins as chase becomes collision and in the thin air between law and rebellion, between past and identity, the two girls find something neither of them were trained to survive. Love does not arrive gently in Ignivar. It descends like weather no one predicted and yet beneath the fragile gravity of their bond, shadows stir. Anya's forgotten origins begin to surface, truth tightens its grip, loyalty fractures while Anya is forced to choose between the oath she was born into and the girl she was meant to love. Anya is left not only without Renee, but without the certainty of who she is at all. What follows is a descent through memory, identity, and the long wind carved path of becoming something new. A story of sky bound freedom, forbidden love and the long echo of choices that refuse to stay in the past. My original work ‼️

"To coffee, chaos, and the fine line between loathing and longing. Without you, this story would still be enemies-only." In the world of fleeting passion and noise one men devoted to her and love so profound it transcends the ordinary devoting soul his soul scaredely devoted to her, through trial of fate,time and unspoken vows and meeting in a timeless tale of unwavering reverence and divine connection that lead to obession to love to devotion till eternity. . . . . She whispered " I Hate You, If You Are the Last Person On The Earth Then Also I Won't Choose You". . . . . He catch her wrist and take her close to hm and hug her tightly " I Heard That , Coco . Anything Else??" He ask Like this is most obvious question in the world . . . . . She punch try to free from his embrace"Are You Crazy.Have You Lost Your Brain I Said I Hate You Not Only Hate I Despise You Till Eternity". . . . . He grasps her more tightly "Feeling Is Mutual But I Am Lost In You Being Yours Then I Hate You Accept Or Not I M Yours Only Yours Till Eternity Or Beyond The Eternity." . . . . . . __Tropes___ -Enemies To Lover -Arrogant Sunshine x Fierce Sunshine -School Lovestory -Competitive Sprit -Forbidden love -Obesseed ML X Possesive FML "To the person who inspired the ultimate enemies-to-lovers arc: Thank you for being insufferable. It was hot." A/N : © 2026 Strawbwrite All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. No part of this story may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form without the prior written permission of the author. Thank you !!!!!!! ©2026 All Rights Reserved

To kick off another semester of missed classes, thumping music and messy kisses, frat president Heath Winters throws a start-of-year party with the notion that it'll be a night to remember. A night to remember it is. When Winters is busy cuddling up with long-time situationship - law student Kaycee 'Cee' Bast - someone turns the taps in the bathroom all the way, flooding it to the nines. While the blonde hotshot and his frat brothers race against time to clean up the fiercely-flowing waters, someone goes down on top of the stairs - none other than Cee. Well, not goes down. Punched into unconsciousness. Winters only finds his lady love (or perhaps, victim) when it's too late; the culprit has run for their life - and their reputation. With his president seat on fire, not to mention best friend Bradon 'Donny' Tran's vice-president role on the line as well, Winters doesn't have a choice but to dig deep. COVER ART IS CREATED BY ME

This could have been a gentle story for quiet autumn evenings. But it shattered against Morphine - a chapter that will not let you stay indifferent. And now, you'll understand why. This is not a story about perfect love. It's about healing through pain, about love that blooms after trauma, and about the fragile line between salvation and obsession. She is a woman rebuilding herself from the ashes. Not strong - simply real. A mother. A fighter. A writer whose words cut deeper than truth itself. She doesn't want to be someone's muse - she only wants to be understood. He is the man the world worships... and fears. A legend. A symbol of an era. But behind the fame, there's a man haunted by his own darkness. Together, they are fire and gasoline - two broken souls learning how to love without losing themselves. Their story isn't a fairytale. It's an age-gap dark romance about redemption, grief, and the courage to love again. With touch. With words. With silence between the lines.

He's been coming here for months. He always leaves the same way he arrived. Unreachable. Unimpressed. Until her. She doesn't speak first. She doesn't try. She doesn't need to - she already knows what he needs before he does. And what he needs is something no one has ever offered him. To let go. A dark slow burn (at least emotionally, as physically things develop fast) about power, silence, and the dangerous thing that happens when a man who controls everything meets a woman who doesn't want to take it from him - just watch him hand it over himself. Not everything that happens in that room is about the body. Some of it is so much worse than that.