Projekt Revolution 2007. Dozen bands. Plenty of masks. Gerard hides behind sharp edges and being obnoxious. Bella wears a smile that never quite reaches her eyes. Onstage, they're flawless. Offstage, they can't stand each other-or pretend to. But the more they clash, the more they see what no one else does: the cracks in each other's armor. And once the masks start to slip, nothing stays simple. A slow-burn, enemies-to-lovers story about tension, timing, and seeing the truth behind the performance. (It gets better the more you read it. The story and the writing. JUST TRUST ME 🙏)

After a string of devastating losses, Leah Blackwood retreats to a forgotten town, drawn to the crumbling Victorian mansion next door-the one everyone warns her to avoid. They say people disappear inside it. That it keeps them. She doesn't listen. Because behind those rotting walls lives a man with hollow eyes and a crooked smile. Gerard is strange, sharp vampire and terrifyingly magnetic... and somehow, he already seems to know her. As Leah spirals deeper into obsession, she uncovers a truth more chilling than any local legend: the house doesn't just take people. It feeds on them. And Gerard? He's its prisoner. And its predator. Torn between a best friend who loves her and a monster who sees her soul, Leah must choose-run before it's too late, or stay and become part of the house's next story. Because the house doesn't let go. And it always wants one more.