𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐉𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐞? 𝐎𝐡, 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬' 𝐜𝐚𝐭... 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐭. 𝐍𝐨𝐰, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐉𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬' 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧? 𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐬, 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐉𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐝𝐨 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲?

√ 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝, 𝐭𝐲𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐝. [𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐟𝐞𝐦 𝐨𝐜 𝐱 𝐭𝐲𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐝]

√ 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐤𝐨𝐥 𝐦𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐥𝐝- 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫. 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥- 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭. [𝐜𝐡𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐲!𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐟𝐞𝐦 𝐨𝐜 𝐱 𝐤𝐨𝐥 𝐦𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐨𝐧]

➽ 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧, 𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐮𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐭. [𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐟𝐞𝐦 𝐨𝐜 𝐱 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐤𝐢]

"No-please-don't do this!" Seraphina sobbed, her voice cracking as she clung to her eldest brother's wrist. "I-I'll be good. I'll do whatever you say, just don't-" A sharp crack echoed through the room as his palm struck her cheek, sending her crashing to the marble floor. Pain exploded across her skin, but it was nothing compared to the terror clawing at her chest. From above, his voice was cold. Unmoved. "You will marry him." She shook her head wildly, crawling backward until her spine hit the wall. "He's a monster," she whispered, her breath shuddering. "He's not human. Please, don't make me do this. I'll die." Her second brother crouched in front of her, grabbing her chin roughly, forcing her to look at him. His lips curled, eyes void of warmth. "Then die." Her breath hitched. "But you will die as his wife." The door behind them creaked open. Heavy footsteps. Her father stepped inside, his expression unreadable. "Lock her in this room," he ordered. "She will not step out until her wedding day." Sera thrashed as hands seized her, dragging her toward the massive iron doors. "No! Please-Father, please!" But he didn't even look at her. The last thing she saw before the door slammed shut was her brothers standing side by side, indifferent as she was thrown into a fate worse than death. Then darkness. And the only thing left was the suffocating truth. She was a sacrifice. A bride to the Sinister, a devil himself. #A STANDALONE BOOK

"𝐓𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢'𝐦𝐚 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐲𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐨𝐮𝐭. 𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐱 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚"

"𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥. 𝐃𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐥𝐲. 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫. 𝐒𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫."

"ᴛᴇʟʟ 'ᴇᴍ ᴛʜᴀᴛ, ɪɴ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ, ᴡᴇ'ʟʟ ᴍᴇᴇᴛ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴀɪɴ'ᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ᴏɴ ᴍʏ ʜᴀɴᴅꜱ"

Forks was never just a town. It was a promise. And a warning. When Amaris returns to Forks after her father disappears without explanation, she believes she's come home to grieve. Instead, she steps into a world that seems to recognize her far too well. The rain follows her. The forest listens. Animals watch her with knowing eyes, as if they've been waiting. Living on the Quileute reservation with her mother, Kamaria, Amaris tries to rebuild a quiet life tending plants, healing what is broken, and avoiding the questions no one wants to answer. But Forks does not allow peace for long. Strange tempers flare. The wolves patrol the borders more fiercely. The balance between immortals and mortals begins to fracture. And at the center of it all-her. Drawn into a web of instinctive bonds and dangerous devotion, Amaris becomes the silent axis around which everything begins to turn. Feelings deepen too quickly. Loyalties blur. Every glance carries weight. Every choice threatens consequences she doesn't yet understand. Love in Forks is never simple-it is fierce, territorial, and written in blood and bone. As the truth behind her father's disappearance creeps closer and the past rises from the shadows, Amaris must confront a destiny tied to ancient magic and impossible love. One wrong step could ignite a war. One heartbeat could change everything. Because in Forks, fate does not ask. It claims. And the rain always knows who belongs to the forest. UNEDITED

"I think our life is a journey, and we make mistakes, and it's how we learn from those mistakes and rebound from those mistakes that sets us on the path that we're meant to be on." ~Jay Ellis