𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐞: 𝑯𝒊𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒔 𝑼𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝑭𝒖𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒆 .̩₊̣.̩✧*̣̩˚̣̣⁺̣‧.₊̣̇.‧⁺̣˚̣̣*̣̩⋆·̩̩.̩̥·̩̩⋆*̣̩˚̣̣⁺̣‧.₊̣̇.‧⁺̣˚̣̣*̣̩✧·.̩₊̣.̩ 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 - 𝐒𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐢𝐚 Marisol Fiore Reyes a human girl walks into Noxmere Academy, and accidentally rewrites fate. She didn't ask to be anyone's salvation. She just wanted to survive the semester. But at Noxmere Academy, nothing is ever simple. Now she's caught in the orbit of six dangerously powerful boys: ⏾Tom & Matheo Riddle ; ancient vampire royalty with fangs, fury, and a darkness that bites back. ⏾Draco Malfoy; dragon-blooded heir with ice in his veins and a legacy soaked in fire. ⏾ Blaise Zabini; seductive, deadly, and tied to a godly Egyptian bloodline. ⏾Theodore Nott; siren-demon hybrid, shadow-born and sinfully captivating. ⏾Lorenzo Berkshire; dreamwalker and rune-caster, golden-eyed and utterly unreadable. They rule the school. They're bonded to each other. And now, they think she might be the seventh piece they've been waiting for. Even if she's only human. Even if she doesn't know what's burning beneath her skin. Even if she has no idea the world she walked into is already bleeding. ❝𝐏𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝. 𝐈𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬.❞ One girl. Six supernatural royals. Welcome to Noxmere. Nothing will ever be the same.

Born from rape and the death of her mother, seven-year-old Amara has never known love - only whispers of hate and words no child should hear. Her tiny heart, already fragile, begins to fail her, as the weight of her family's cruelty grows heavier each day. Will her six brothers and extended family see the damage they've done before it's too late - or will silence be the last lullaby Amara ever hears? #1 - family - 27th December 2025 #1 - neglect - 30th October 2025 #1 - littlesister - 8th November 2025 #1 - heartdisease - 8th November 2025 #1 - olderbrothers - 20th November 2025

Solienne (n.) - a name evoking sunlight after ruin; the quiet resilience of something lost, yet still burning. Isabella Moretti was kidnapped when she was three years old. She doesn't remember the brothers who loved her. And they don't know the girl she's become. Living under a new name in a quiet city, Isabella is a survivor-sharp-eyed, secretive, and always prepared to run. But when she transfers to a prestigious academy, two of the school's most feared students take notice: Antonio and Francesco Moretti. Cold, calculating, untouchable-until now. They don't know why they're drawn to her. Why she feels like something familiar. Why their guarded silence begins to crack around her laugh, her pain, her presence. They have no idea she's the sister they've mourned for years. And Isabella? She has no idea she's walking straight back into the family that never stopped searching. Solienne is a story of blood that remembers, even when memory doesn't-of lost things finding their way home, and love that endures even when the truth is buried in silence.

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)