Where a world is built on power, promises are rarely honest and friends are rarely true. Mythion never meant to be part of a game he already avoided in the past. Mirie never meant to follow someone already tangled in it. As manipulation spreads through kings, prophets, and heros alike, it raises a simple question: who is truly pulling the strings and who believes they are truly free? Mythion wants revenge. Mirie wants purpose. Between smiling leaders, hidden masters, and a world shaped by unseen hands, they discover one truth: Nobody ever enters the game freely.

In the American South during the mid-1880s, a sheltered Southern lady named Harper Morris encounters a mysterious yet kind man, Lionel Malloy. Harper discovers that Lionel and his family never age or die because of the spring they drink from, which they have protected for over a century. She faces a choice: drink from the spring to be with Lionel forever or live a normal life to the fullest. ~𝐁𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤: 𝐓𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠~ TW ⚠️: Gun violence, kidnapping, death, mentions of grief

When life became too loud... She drove. Wake up. Drive to work. Care for patients. Come home. Take care of the Jaguar. Sleep. Routines are safe. Until the day they aren't. Some things hide in the dark. Some things wait for you to notice them. And some heroes... never planned on becoming one.

Before the age of legends, there was only survival. When a ruthless bandit raid destroys his peaceful village, Aziel's world shatters in an instant. Driven by vengeance, he sets out alone to make them pay only to be outmatched, defeated, and left to drown in the unforgiving sea. But fate isn't done with him yet. Rescued by pirates, Aziel is forced to confront his weakness... and the world beyond his island. With nothing left to lose and everything to prove, he sets sail not as a hero-but as a pirate. His journey for revenge is only the beginning.

Jlenx was... dead? To millions of readers on Inkverse, he was the anonymous author behind psychological thrillers that felt alarmingly real (in an addictive way). To Amber Wilding, he was more than that. He was the only person who truly understood her. That was until a post appeared announcing his death. The internet mourns him like it's fact. Amber reads it like it's a lie. She can't shake the feeling something isn't right. Especially when one of his superfans starts messaging her. And suddenly the question won't leave her alone: Did someone kill Jlenx... or is she next? Because online, people can be anyone. And someone might already be watching her.

Do not argue with Theo Anderson. Do not let him get under your skin. And whatever you do... do not fall in love with him. Amanda Brooks has one goal: survive her final year at Earlwood Academy, keep her scholarship, and get into her dream university. That would be easier if Theo Anderson didn't exist. Arrogant, infuriating, and always one step ahead, Theo has made it his personal mission to challenge Amanda at every opportunity. Their rivalry is legendary, their arguments are unavoidable, and neither of them knows when to back down. When the principal forces them to put their feud aside, Amanda is determined to keep her distance. Theo has other plans.

For three years, Detective Lucía Reyes has been trying to catch the person behind a string of murders across Portland. Every victim is found with the same chilling detail: A carefully folded origami crane. The case has taken over most of her life, leaving little room for anything outside of work except her daughter, Chloe. Then Elena suddenly enters their routine as Chloe's new babysitter-loud, stubborn, and impossible to ignore. But while Lucía tries to keep her personal life separate from the investigation, the killer is still out there. And the cranes keep appearing. Folded Lies is a dark, suspenseful thriller about secrets, obsession, and the fine line between love and danger.

"If two forgotten things are cold, do they belong to the same winter?" Doctor Julian Vespera arrives at Saint Dorian Hospital on June 16 to begin his first day. The hospital seems convinced it is not his first. Records appear before they should exist. Strangers recognize him. Notes written in his own handwriting anticipate questions he has not yet asked. Yet every attempt to untangle the mystery leads only to deeper contradictions, evidence that he has been here before, proof that he has not, and traces of a life that feels impossibly familiar. With each step deeper into Saint Dorian, one certainty begins to emerge: whatever waits at the end of this path is not hidden from him. It is hidden by him. Note: Please stop after this; you are not lost enough to continue.

Elysia Evangeline Threnody has spent her life protecting her siblings, hiding from a home filled with fear and paom, and carrying burdens no one should bear. Every day is a test of survival, every night a battle to stay one step ahead of the dangers around her. Kai Zephyr Devereaux has learned to lead, to perform, and to keep up appearances... but even he can't control everything. When he notices Elysia, he sees strength, fragility, and a life he can't fully understand. In a world where safety is fragile and trust is rare, both will discover that surviving isn't enough...and that some connections can change everything. "Love is the one thing we're capable of perceiving that transcends dimensions of time and space." - Interstellar banners by: @fawnslvr // @viperluvv

And now I had become a madman. Even if released, I would be forever branded on the forehand with the word "madman", or perhaps, "reject." Disqualified as a human being. I had now ceased utterly to be a human being. -Osamu Dazai, No Longer Human There is nothing in the world, I venture to say, that would so effectively help one to survive even the worst conditions as the knowledge that there is a meaning in one's life. There is much wisdom in the words of Nietzsche: "He who has a why to live for can bear almost any how." -Viktor E. Frankl, Man's Search for Meaning ─────────────────────────── [Disclaimer: Heavy analytical narrative ahead] Stella Maris: a prestige, multi-government-funded high school. You'd expect sharpened smiles and academic bloodsport-but instead, it's just... a school. It teaches, it shelters, it tries to nurture young souls the best way it can. Among the many young souls there is a boy. Like many, he looks average. Like many, he aims for an uneventful high school life. Like many, he's mid-puberty, mid-confusion, mid-everything. Like many, he entertains small, harmless fantasies and overanalysis. And yet-he is not always the many. Unlike many, he's a boy who sometimes feels... slightly out of frame. Unlike many, he does what's necessary. Unlike many, he recognizes emotions the way one recognizes a language they can't quite speak. Unlike many, he appears Very unremarkable that, by some standards, he mIght as well be "disqualified." Still, if you treat him not as a statistic but as an idea-one that slips past neat cateGories and tidy values-thEn he becomes maNy things at once. A boy. A quEstion. A quiet contradiction. And like countless souls-young and old-he who longs for the ordinaRy- -Searches for mEaning. ─────────────────────────── km zyxed jjpmqg taum tsiy mzhq pw viowa mqqvhtx. xy wsw na xkh jdqwk vqso. eqg mnulyzvj qw wk