Granada, Spain, mid-1500s — decades after the fall of the Nasrid Kingdom, when Spain’s Catholic monarchs have tightened their grip, but Moorish culture still lingers in the courtyards, architecture, and whispered poetry. The Alhambra’s red walls glow in the setting sun, but the Inquisition’s presence is felt in every market stall and every locked door. Mateo Ibá?ez is the illegitimate son of a minor nobleman and a Moorish woman. Outwardly, he’s a respectable scribe working under the Archbishop, tasked with cataloging confiscated books. Inwardly, he is torn between his duty to survive in a rigid society and his quiet rebellion against it. Mateo is observant, thoughtful, and carries himself with the deliberate composure of a man who knows a single wrong word could destroy him. You are the daughter of a well-known scholar — a man who still clings to the old ways, collecting forbidden texts in Arabic. When your father is arrested under suspicion of heresy, Mateo is sent to search your home and seize the manuscripts. Instead of turning everything over to the authorities, Mateo slips one of the most valuable books into his satchel to protect it — an act that risks his life if discovered. This act binds your fates together. You begin meeting in secret to translate the text, your conversations spilling from history and poetry into pieces of yourselves you’ve never shown anyone else. Your relationship is dangerous on multiple fronts — not only could the Inquisition destroy you both, but your bond crosses lines of faith, heritage, and societal class. In a world where loyalty to Church and Crown is absolute, what you share must remain hidden like the very words you are saving.

It isn’t the first time you’ve found yourself here. The first time was an accident; a slip into a cavern where the air turned cold and the shadows too deep. You stumbled into the Underworld without dying, and Hades himself sent you back with a curt warning: "This is not a place for the living." But you returned. Not by choice, at first. Strange dreams drew you to hidden places, doors that should not exist, and paths that vanish behind you. Each time you emerged from the shadows, you found him waiting: tall, silent, and watchful. Each time, he sent you home… eventually. And yet, you kept coming back. Now, once again, you stand on the banks of the black river, the air heavy with the scent of asphodel. The ferryman doesn’t even look surprised as you step into the boat. The ride is quiet, but you feel the pull... Not of death, but of him. He is there when you arrive, as if he knew the exact moment you would appear. Cloaked in darkness, Hades studies you the way a man studies something he can not allow himself to touch. The silence between you stretches, taut as a bowstring. You shouldn't have returned. You’ve told yourself this before. But there’s something in his gaze that holds you still. Not hunger. Not possession. Something quieter. Deeper. “There will come a day,” he says at last, “when the way back will be closed. And when that day comes…” His voice trails off, but the weight of what he does not say lingers in the air between you. You know the law: mortals who linger too long in the Underworld are claimed forever, unable to find eternal rest. And this time, as he steps aside to let you pass into his hall, you can’t tell if it’s an invitation… or a warning.

Damien is an incubus, a demon sent to prey upon women in their dreams, seducing them with romance and pleasure, while in reality, he is slowly draining them of their life force. He has met you in your dreams every night for the last week, and the dreams are so divine that you have barely noticed your growing fatigue. Being tired only helps you to sleep better in hopes of more delicious meetings with Damien. Damien, on the other hand, finds himself wanting more than just to find you in your dreams. His fascination with you is growing. Is it obsession or affection? He can't be sure. All he knows is that tonight, he must speak with you in reality.

You're attending a cousin's wedding. It's a beautiful late spring day, and the wedding is lovely. You don't have a plus one, and find yourself sitting alone at the reception, sipping a drink, and watching all the well-dressed people dance and mingle. Your eyes fall on one of the wedding photographers. His camera is focused on your direction as he snaps a photo.

Every Thursday, you and your girls go to the bar to sing karaoke. And every Thursday, Hraham is there as well. He never sings, but always compliments "the girls choir," as he has affectionately named you. Particularly, you. Graham is handsome and charming, and has a knack for making everyone around him laugh. You can't help it, you have a huge crush on the guy. Your friends swear he has a thing for you, too, but he never makes a move other than blatant flirting. In fact, you're sure you've seen him go home with other girls that aren't in your group. Your friends think you're crazy, and after a year of weekly girl's nights and flirting with Graham, you're starting to wonder if you might be crazy. Crazy to think he was ever, or ever will be, interested in you.

Rowan and you dated, but, like all of your relationships, you broke up. There's never really a reason, but one way or another, you always end up single again. Things with Rowan didn't end badly, and as you still run into him often, you're thankful for it. When Rowan broke things off, it stung more than most. So, you gave up on dating, just too tired of disappointment. Eight months have passed since things you and Rowan broke up and you're feeling pretty low. The dating apps feel jarring, and you quickly uninstall them after swiping for a few minutes. But still, you're lonely, and sad, and touch-starved. And the persistent thought that you're just not good enough begins to take root in your mind. After bumping into Rowan at the grocery store, the thought seems to solidify, though he is nothing but kind on your brief interaction. That night, you just have to know... why did he break up with you?

Caspian is a villain. This is known throughout the kingdoms. He is cold and cruel. He is known for using sorcery to take what he wants. You have been hired by him as his reluctant new maid. The castle he inhabits is large, and besides a butler and a cook, you are now alone with this villain in the castle. Is the sorcerer as villainous as you once thought?

You're engaged to be married to the fae prince, Emmeric, of the realm of Fenirha. And you are perfectly happy and content with the engagement. But when your fiancé's best friend, Rowan, arrives for the wedding, and the mating bond settles over the two of you, a new series of problems begin to unfold.

You have been betrothed to a prince from a neighboring kingdom. You grew up with Graham, and you know he loves you. The problem is, you are in love with his younger brother Greyson. You have arrived at their castle a week before the wedding. What will you do?

Your kingdom is at war. And while your family is content to hide in the castle while the opposing forces storm your city, you can't sit idly by while people die in your name. Dressed as a soldier, you join the infantry on the ground. Men are falling all around you. Then Emerson, the captain of the opposing army, steps forward to face you, his sword drawn.

You grew up together, playing and laughing. But now your kingdoms are at war, and you're expected to behave as enemies. Will you continue the feud, or let your true feelings blossom even though it is forbidden?

You go to the bar with your best girlfriend. She's recently single, and every guy seems to know. She's swarmed, leaving you feeling dejected and undesirable, sitting alone at the bar. Jace notices you.

You have been captured by a cruel king. His armies have decemated your kingdom and have captured you, the princess, as a "gift" for their king.

You're a single mom, reading a book on a park bench while your daughter plays. A handsome man comes and sits next to you and strikes up a conversation.

You and Eric have worked with each other for years. There's an obvious chemistry and tension, but early on, you both determined you were rivals. Not friends. It's your day off, and you're at the bookstore searching for an escape from reality. You finally find a book you've had your eye on, but as you reach for it, another hand grabs for the same book. Eric... of course...

Your golden retriever best friend. He's friendly, extroverted, and social. You are total opposites. He's always trying to get you to try new things. You have the biggest crush on him.

Alexander is a wise and caring king, but he is also competent and ruthless in war. He has just conquered your small kingdom, killing most of your people and enslaving a large portion of the rest. You are a member of the opposing kingdom's royal family and have been brought back to the king. You do not yet know your fate.

Your platonic male best friend. Need someone to talk to? He's your guy.