In ancient Kemet-where gods still shape fate- two powerful souls are set to collide. 𝐙𝐚𝐡𝐫𝐚, the Pharaoh's radiant and feared daughter, is worshipped as the Gem of Egypt, a woman touched by the very light of Ra. Beautiful, untouchable, and dangerous to desire, she has never bowed to anyone-mortal or divine. She embodies the strength of a goddess, unknowing of her full potential. 𝐈𝐤𝐚𝐮𝐡𝐨𝐫 is her opposite: a rising Tahtib warrior of brutal, inhuman strength, rumored to carry the shadowed power of Anubis. Born from dust and battle, he is disciplined, deadly, and utterly unafraid of the crown. Coming from a background of dark untold secrets, yet to be unveiled.. When Ikauhor conquers the arena with godlike ferocity, the Pharaoh commands him to take on a forbidden duty: 𝐆𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐙𝐚𝐡𝐫𝐚. Their hatred is immediate. Their attraction, undeniable. Their souls-ancient echoes of sun and shadow-recognize each other before their minds do. Unaware of the sacred bond Ra and Anubis had made centuries before, where fate brings them together. Zahra sees Ikauhor as a threat to divine order. Ikauhor sees her as a sun-blessed tyrant who could burn the world-or him. But prophecy whispers of a union powerful enough to either restore balance to the gods... or plunge Egypt into chaos. Bound by duty yet pulled together by fate, Zahra and Ikauhor must confront the truth: Their desire is not merely forbidden- it is cosmic, dangerous, and capable of shaking the empire to its core.

[18+][Updates whenever] When a broke, no-nonsense New Yorker, Georgia Whittaker, catches the attention of a golden-boy billionaire, Aiden Ashford, she's forced to choose between keeping her distance or risking everything for a man from a world that was never meant to let a girl like her in. There are a billion reasons why it shouldn't work-too many secrets, too many differences-but sometimes, all it takes is one.

Léo James Bélanger is Hollywood's newest obsession-confident, charming, untouchable. At least, that's the role everyone expects him to play. Behind the bright lights and constant cameras, he feels himself unraveling. Italy was supposed to be his reset: a new film, a new city, a moment to finally breathe. But everything changes in an instant. A crowd. An accident. A girl he can't forget. June Sellers is curious and bold, the kind of person who looks straight past the spotlight and sees the human beneath it. Talking to her feels effortless-like he's Léo again, not the persona the world demands. What begins as comfort quickly becomes something deeper, something he's not sure he deserves. Yet secrets never stay hidden forever. And when the truth he's been guarding comes to the surface, the identity he hid to win her love may be the very thing that breaks it.

Magic is real. Ghosts are real. Eva Booker deals with the consequences as she always does. Having turned away from her criminal life at long last, Eva is starting with a clean slate in the small California town of Santa Margarita Cortona, along with her twin brother and a surprise niece. It's a decent life, even though the mistakes of her past have her scanning for threats all the time. But when her boss's young son drowns under mysterious circumstances, paranormal forces threaten to tear her fragile peace apart. Again. It can't be a coincidence that the Cult of La Llorona has come to town. Desperate to uncover the truth and protect her niece from becoming next in a line of missing children, Eva grudgingly reaches out to the only people who can help: her old acquaintances, celebrity paranormal investigator couple Nathan and Jamie, who helped countless people with their supernatural troubles in their hit web series Witchcraft Wednesday Investigations. Problem is, Nathan and Jamie left their series behind - for cushy jobs, a life of wealth and fame, and possibly some stupid secret reason they stubbornly refuse to share. And Eva setting up an investigation with them is bound to reopen years-old wounds on all sides. Forced together by tragic circumstances, Eva, Nathan and Jamie face a suspicious cult, the wicked weeping spirit it worships, and the many past and present grievances threatening their search for a killer. But can their uneasy coalition withstand an investigation demanding life-or-death sacrifice? ~Book three in the Witchcraft Wednesday Investigations trilogy, sequel to #FreakshowFriday~

"We cannot be togther!" Remus shook his head vigorously. "Never in a million years!" "And why not, love?" Amane smirked, taking a step further at the brown haired boy. He took a step back. "Because... we're supposed to be enemies." _ A dark, slow-burn, gothic romantic-suspense set in the Wizarding World with the warm, whimsical Hogwarts charm in the background. ▪ I do not own Harry Potter or the Wizarding World. It belongs to J.K. Rowling and all credit goes to her. I only own some of the original characters I made up for this story. And I would also like to mention that while I absolutely love the Harry Potter books, movies and were a big part of my childhood (and unashamedly in adulthood as well), I certainly DO NOT support any of Rowling's views on transgender community in any shape or form. I thoroughly condemn her transphobic remarks and her trans-exclusionary writings. _

She writes love stories. But she wasn't expecting to live in one. After a near-death encounter with a rogue sedan (and a golden retriever named Waffles), burned-out writer Harper Lin wakes up in the arms of a man who seems suspiciously familiar. Like...fictionally familiar. As in: she's pretty sure she wrote him once. Convinced she's either losing her mind or manifesting her own love life through caffeine-fueled Google Docs, Harper sets out to test a theory: if her meet-cutes are coming to life, maybe fate's giving her a second chance at magic. Or maybe she's just concussed. Armed with stubborn hope, a laptop full of chaotic drafts, and her best friend who is so not emotionally equipped for this rollercoaster, Harper dives headfirst into a string of real-world romcom scenarios-from grocery store flirtations to coffee shop disasters-trying to figure out if the universe is meddling... or if she's finally cracked under the pressure of writing the perfect love story. [Standalone] Single POV | Romantic Comedy | Magical Realism

Three and a half years after losing her husband, Maggie Parker has learned how to keep moving - one mile, one memory, one quiet morning at a time. Running used to be her joy; now it's her refuge, the only place she can still hear her heartbeat. When she considers joining a local training group to prepare for a race, she meets Matt Marino - younger, confident, and disarmingly kind. He runs like the world belongs to him, and somehow, when he looks at Maggie, she starts to believe it could belong to her too. What begins as friendship and flirty pursuit-shared miles and sidelong smiles-quickly builds into something that stirs every part of her she thought had gone still. But opening her heart again means facing the grief she's outrun for too long...and daring to love someone who challenges everything she thought she wanted. As the race approaches, Maggie must decide if she's brave enough to step into a future that's faster, freer, and far more uncertain than the past she left behind. Because sometimes, the finish line isn't the end, it's where you find your second wind.

Breaking a curse isn't easy, especially when your great-great-grandmother was a Victorian witch who spelled her own family. Join 16-year-old Lily Killough on a magical adventure through time to heal ancestral wounds and break the ties that bind in this intergenerational YA mystery.* All her life 16-year-old Lily has dreamed of attending the annual Victorian Ball in her hometown of Waxahachie, Texas. When she lands her first job with the company catering the party, Lilly gets a glimpse of the opulent event from behind the scenes. As she pokes around the Queen Anne-era Victorian mansion Twin Oaks House, Lily discovers a thrilling secret. The original owner of the property is her great-great-grandmother, a once-powerful matriarch disgraced over accusations of infidelity and witchcraft. With the help of her departed ancestors, Lily is transported through time to attempt to right the wrongs of the past. But after revealing the disturbing origins of a generational curse imprisoning her family and their magic, will Lily have the power to break the chains and rewrite history? Only time will tell.... and, unfortunately, the clock is ticking. Lily must solve the mystery and return to the present day before the Victorian Ball is over at the stroke of midnight.

"𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝. 𝐄𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭, 𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐮𝐬." Bia moved in with her foster parents at twelve years old and quickly became best friends with Tommy, the boy next door. The pair were inseparable, right up until Bia was uprooted to live with her uncle at fourteen. The friends were later reunited just before their final year of high school when Bia was adopted by her previous foster family, and on a surface level, everything was just as it had been. But, something monumental had changed between the two--an obstacle that made it impossible to truly continue where things had left off... The couple who adopted Bia is Tommy's aunt and uncle. Years have passed since Bia's return, and still, unresolved feelings and unmentionable memories dance between them. Now, as new tensions spark, Tommy and Bia are forced to face what they are to each other... and what they're not supposed to be. ---------- 18+ Forbidden/Taboo Romance This is the third book in "The Love" series, but it can be read as a STAND ALONE. ©LEIGH VANN 2025 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

"Incompletion is the very thing that makes a love story complete." He said it - calmly, rationally - but somewhere deep inside, he hoped it wasn't true. He was logical, precise - a man who dissected his way to truth. She was sharp, intuitive - a girl who felt her way through the world, and sometimes, beyond it. Both carried their pasts like shadows stitched to their skin. One was still hiding. The other, still healing. When they met, something unfolded - not like fireworks, but like a quiet room filling slowly with light.