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The Man Behind The Rain
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Ongoing, First published Aug 24
Mature
Nine months ago, Autumn's life ended with the sound of screeching tires and shattering glass.
Her mother and sister were gone in an instant.
Now all she has left are panic attacks, silence, and the weight of memories she can't escape.

Then he appears.

A stranger in the rain.
A man who seems to know exactly how to calm her when the world closes in.
A man who shows up when no one else does.

He is steady. Gentle. Too perfectly timed.
And yet... there's something she can't place. Something hidden behind his name, his eyes, his silence.

Is he the one keeping her from drowning
or the reason she's been sinking all along?
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Ivy Raines is a contradiction wrapped in smoke and velvet - witchcraft in her veins, heartbreak on her tongue. She's spent years trying to rebuild herself after burning her past to the ground... but one ghost keeps crawling back through the cracks. Nathaniel Cole. The boy she loved, destroyed, and made into a man who still trembles at her name. He was her first believer - her confession, her temptation, her undoing. She took his virginity, his faith, and his peace of mind, leaving him with nothing but guilt and memory of her touch. Now, years later, they talk like friends. They smoke, they laugh, they pretend. But the air between them still hums with electricity - an unspoken promise neither of them can stop breaking. Ivy wants redemption. She wants to be more than the sin he hides in the dark. Nathaniel wants her body, her defiance, her chaos - everything but her heart. Their connection is a slow burn of obsession, guilt, and hunger - a love that feels like worship and punishment all at once. Each cigarette, each stolen glance, each whispered word threatens to pull them back into the fire they swore they'd never touch again. But desire is a religion. And they've always been devout.