S. A. HOLLOWAY

When Elara Ashdown travels to the secluded valley of Ravenwell to uncover the truth about her mother’s past, she expects dusty records and long-buried secrets. She does not expect a castle that whispers her name. Or the man who watches her from the shadows. Cassian de Varnesse is dangerous, unreadable and bound to Ravenwell in ways he refuses to explain. From the moment Elara arrives, something in him awakens… something dark, possessive, and impossible to escape. Drawn into a world of secrets, masked lies, and a legacy soaked in tragedy, Elara finds herself caught between fear and desire—between the truth she came to find and the man who may destroy her. As a masquerade approaches and the ghost of a woman long dead begins to stir, Elara must decide: How far is she willing to go… and how much of herself is she willing to lose? Because in Ravenwell, the past does not rest. --- The room felt charged, the air thick with unspoken hunger as Cassian's dark eyes locked onto mine. His presence filled the space, tall and unyielding, his commanding voice cutting through the silence like a whip. "Now, on your knees, Elara." I hesitated, my heart pounding in my chest, but that piercing gaze of his broke any resistance. My legs buckled, and I dropped to the hard floor, knees hitting with a thud that sent a shiver up my spine. Trembling with anticipation, I looked up at him, my cheeks already flushing hot. "Touch yourself," he commanded, his voice firm, leaving no room for argument. "Let me see how much you want this." TRIGGER/CONTENT WARNING: This story contains mature themes and content intended for adult audiences (18+) Reader discretion is advised. It includes moments of sexual content and dark erotic elements, manipulation, emotional power dynamics, consensual-but-complicated intimacy, and suicide (referenced).

Lyria came to the opera to sing. She never expected to become its most coveted possession. Behind velvet curtains and gilded balconies, the opera belongs to creatures who have spent centuries hiding among the city's elite. When a masked nobleman claims her talent as his own, Lyria is drawn into a world where music is power, restraint is survival, and desire is the most dangerous temptation of all. The longer Lyria remains under his protection, the more something inside her awakens. Her body responds to hungers she does not understand, while her dreams belong increasingly to a silver-eyed predator who offers something far more dangerous than protection. One man would keep her safe by keeping her close. The other wants to show her exactly what she could become. As the opera's beauty curdles into something predatory, blood begins to answer blood, and Lyria must decide how much of herself she is willing to surrender to survive. The stage is watching. The city is listening. And once the blood sings, it cannot be silenced. TRIGGER/CONTENT WARNING: This story contains mature themes and content intended for adult audiences (18+) Reader discretion is advised. It includes moments of violence, sexual content and dark erotic elements, manipulation, obsession, and emotional power dynamics.

Lyria left the Opera. When she returns, she is no longer its prey. BOOK 1 MUST BE READ BEFORE READING. Lyria left the Opera believing she was choosing herself. What she did not know was that every step away from it pulled something else loose. In a city that watches her more closely than it should, Lyria learns to live with what she is. The world responds to her now: streets part, voices lower, strangers linger too long without understanding why. Across borders and months, Avel feels the pull she leaves behind: a bond stretched thin but unbroken. He follows its echo through silence and stone. Each attempt to reach her costs him more than the last, unraveling the careful control that once defined him. When Lyria finally returns to the Opera House, she does not come back as the woman who fled. As Caelan's influence tightens, Lyria is forced to confront what her awakening has made her because power always demands a final performance. And Love, when bound to blood, rarely survives its last note. TRIGGER/CONTENT WARNING: This story contains mature themes and content intended for adult audiences (18+) Reader discretion is advised. It includes moments of violence, sexual content and dark erotic elements, manipulation, obsession, and emotional power dynamics.

During the height of the plague, Elizabeth is known for touching the dying without fear and for surviving longer than anyone should. The village calls her witch. Death calls her interesting. Malachor is a demon bound to plague and passing souls, ancient and cruel, intrigued by a healer who refuses to beg. When Elizabeth is condemned, thrown into a plague pit, and left to die, she calls out, not to God, but to the darkness watching her. He answers. Bound to a demon of death, Elizabeth survives and is slowly claimed. Desire becomes devotion. Mercy becomes sin. A dark historical fantasy romance of plague, power, and forbidden surrender where love corrupts, salvation fails, and Hell is the only vow kept. TRIGGER/CONTENT WARNING: This story contains mature themes and content intended for adult audiences (18+) Reader discretion is advised. It includes moments of violence, coercion and domination themes, sexual content and dark erotic elements, emotional trauma and moral corruption, blasphemous themes involving demons, faith, and damnation.

Elowen was promised to one Alpha. Then another came to claim her. Elowen never expected to choose her own future. She is forced into a political marriage with the powerful Alpha Sovereign—a man she barely knows and can never love. Then she meets Kael. The feared Northern Alpha should be her enemy—dangerous, rebellious, and everything Ironveil taught her to distrust. But beyond the walls that have caged her all her life, Elowen begins to discover that freedom is not the only thing she has been denied. There are secrets in her blood. Secrets powerful men have spent years keeping buried. As tensions between the North and South threaten to ignite into war, Elowen finds herself caught between the life chosen for her and the one she never dared imagine for herself. But the closer she gets to Kael, the harder it becomes to remember why she was ever supposed to fear him. And easier to wonder who she should have feared all along.