Lily is currently living a nightmare, but she has a plan to escape. It's crunch time and this is most likely her first and only chance at freedom. To bad she only has a plan A. Plan B's are for losers anyway. Trigger warning: some swear words, mention of physical abuse, possible sexual abuse, blood, and death Copyright © 2022 CheyCheyroserose. All Rights Reserved. All rights reserved. No portion of this book may be reproduced in any form without permission from the publisher, except as permitted by U.S. copyright law. For permissions contact: cbrady9@horizon.csueastbay.edu

He was Kai Silas. He is the king of the Sylvester Kingdom. He has never shown his face to anyone. He always remains hidden. Only the people from the palace- only the higher officials have seen him. He remains hidden and he likes it that way. He only recently became the king. It was about a year ago. Still no one knows anything about him except his name. She was Layla Luisa. Layla lives in Sylvester. She is a girl who loves to roam around the forests of this woodland. She loved Sylvester for it was surrounded by woods and forests. She was adopted at the age of 12. Her step mom was exactly like the ones in the books. She had a family but all she ever felt was loneliness. . . Read to find out how the king of Sylvester meets Layla- a commoner.

'Evie' is a heartwarming and mysterious tale about Leila Malik, a woman who moves to a seaside town to renovate a dilapidated house she inherited from her parents. As Leila navigates her grief and the renovation, she is confronted with the supernatural presence of Evie Davidson, the daughter of the house's long-deceased owners who was transformed into a mermaid. As their bond grows from friendship to something more, Leila becomes determined to help Evie reclaim her humanity, leading her on a rocky journey that arguably isn't hers to make. A fantastical and thought-provoking read, 'Evie' explores the depths of grief, compassion and the transformative power of two worlds colliding. [girlxgirl]

After the world burns down to ash and raiders decide what "law" means, Mara Vale survives on a single rule: never get attached-never hesitate-never owe anyone. She's the kind of woman who can make shelter out of scrap metal, turn a single bullet into a negotiation, and walk away from a bad situation without looking back. Mercy is a luxury she can't afford. Then she finds Dallen half-dead in the dirt, pinned down by bandits and bleeding out. Saving him is a stupid choice-loud, risky, and personal-but she does it anyway. Not because she's kind. Because she refuses to let scavengers and thieves decide who lives and who dies on her patch of wasteland. He repays her the only way an injured man with pride left can: with suspicion, anger, and a stubborn refusal to be anyone's burden. Mara can't stand his moral lines and his constant questions. Dallen can't stand her cold efficiency, the way she treats people like problems to solve, and the fact that she clearly expects him to slow her down. They clash over everything-routes, rations, whether to help strangers, whether the world is still worth saving at all. But Dallen can't travel alone. Not with his leg ruined and fever stalking him like a second shadow. If he wants to make it back to his settlement-back to the brother and sister-in-law waiting for him-he has to stay with Mara, even if it means swallowing his pride and trusting the last person he'd ever choose. The wasteland doesn't care about their hatred. It throws drought and dead zones, ambushes and starvation, and the haunting quiet of abandoned towns in their path. Step by step, survival forces them into an uneasy rhythm: her ruthless instincts and his determination, her skills and his stubborn hope. And somewhere between blood-soaked escapes and nights spent sharing the last warmth of a fire, their resentment turns into reliance... then something neither of them planned for.