
Professional daydreamer, part-time menace to fictional worlds, and full-time collector of story ideas I promise I’ll write eventually- I create stories powered by chaos, delusion, and too much chai that have morally questionable characters, slow-burn tension, queer icons, and plot twists I absolutely did not plan.
I get emotionally attached to my books fast… you might too

In the city of Verriane, magic isn't just power - it's art. Glassmakers trap sunlight in their creations, painters seal emotions in canvases, and every craft carries a fragment of the maker's soul. A seventeen-year-old glassmaker's apprentice thought she understood her craft - until a mirror in her workshop begins whispering secrets that shouldn't exist.When the mirror is stolen, she chases the thief through the city's shadowed streets, discovering a world of hidden powers, dangerous alliances, and mysteries that refuse to stay buried. Every reflection, every secret, seems to lead her closer to a truth she isn't sure she's ready to face, and she discovers that some reflections hide more than they show - and some secrets are worth risking everything to uncover...

Rowan Hart is perfectly content being the campus grump: quiet, focused, emotionally unavailable, and allergic to most forms of social interaction.
As the brooding captain of the university soccer team, he's used to people assuming he's intimidating or uninterested... which is fine. He prefers it that way.Theo Vale, unfortunately, does not seem to get the hint.
Theo is all sunshine: bright smiles, loud laughter, relentless optimism, and a talent for turning even the coldest rooms warm. As a design major with golden-retriever energy, Theo has a way of burrowing under people's skin... in Rowan's case, against his will.When a class scheduling mix-up and a mandatory project force them together, annoyance turns into banter, banter into tension, and tension into something Rowan definitely shouldn't want.

Keira "Keys" Ellison hasn't felt safe in her own skin since the night everything fell apart.
When grief pulls her under, she leaves behind the home filled with memories and seeks refuge in the only place that still feels familiar: Ronan Merrick. Her best friend. Her constant. Her almost.Ronan has spent years loving her in silence. But taking her in means watching her unravel up close, watching the sleepless nights, quiet breakdowns, and shadows she can't outrun. He would burn the world to keep her breathing, yet every day she slips a little further away.As the two of them relearn how to exist in the same space, old feelings resurface, fragile and dangerous.
But love can't fix everything.
And some battles are fought where no one else can follow...⚠️ Content warnings: grief, depression, trauma, suicidal themes, mature emotional contentHealing is messy, and so is this story. If you see yourself in any of these pages, I hope you feel less alone knowing you have people who believe in you.
Hi! I am a teen author that has been writing short stories and attempting to finish a novel of sorts since 2016 when I got my first school issued computer and the world of google docs opened up to me! I have written almost exclusively romance of varying types, but am trying to branch out and try some new genres.
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