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Ride Me
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Ongoing, First published May 26, 2025
Mature
A chance encounter on a winding road. A mysterious motorcyclist with piercing green eyes and a dangerous smile. When a simple drive turns into a game of cat and mouse, she's caught between fear and fascination.

"You know I can see you watching me through your mirror."
"Ask what?"
"For my number. I'll give you a ride if you like."
"Let me rephrase - you're going to give me your number, and I'll take you out on a ride."

But beneath the thrill and the tension, secrets hide in the shadows. How far will she go when the ride begins?
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She was the type to stare herself in the mirror and see someone else stare back. Someone who was free and light, being able to spread her wings like an unbound angel. She was neither chained to Heaven nor Hell. Howbeit, no matter how far she reached into the mirror, she could never step through as her ball-and-chain presented itself in the form of a crown. She was a princess with two faces, desperately trying to have a sense of freedom outside of her royal obligations. She found it in the form of a weakness: a passion with another human being. Her love for him and ballet had kept her chin high; her crown not slipping from her pastel hair. So why, why did it suddenly become so hard when a gothic gymnastic back-flipped into her life? Why were her heartstrings being tugged on by someone of her same gender? Why was it suddenly so difficult, so strenuous to keep living in her pastel world when this mysterious girl brought such bright colours with her? TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of sex, suicide and other mature themes will be contained within this book. Read at your own discretion.