I've always been a reader - the kind who underlines sentences just because they feel like home, who falls for broken characters and obsesses over the tension in unspoken glances.

Dark romance became my favorite escape: not just for the angst, but for the ache, the complexity, and the quiet strength that lives in messy, imperfect love.

Somewhere between those pages, I started to see pieces of myself - not just who I am, but who I might become. That's when I realized: maybe it's time to stop reading everyone else's story and try writing mine.

This is my first shot. Raw. Unfiltered. Written not to impress, but to express.

If you're into emotional wreckage, sharp banter, possessive heroes, healing arcs, and the kind of romance that hurts so good...

Welcome. Let's find ourselves here - one chapter at a time.